Change of Heart

consideration at all.
    "You're perfect for me. Your lean, hard body fits mine like a glove."
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    He could definitely read my mind. When he had me panting and begging for him to be inside me, he spun me around to face him, swallowing my cock down his throat at the same time as his fingers slid between my ass cheeks. It was torture; his talented fingers were swirling inside me, and my throbbing shaft was buried in his hot, wet mouth. I was on sensory overload, and the tears were suddenly there, rolling down my cheeks. All of it was too much—his love, his desire, the faith he demanded from me, and the submission he required.
    "What do you want?"
    "Oh, please," I moaned, "just fuck me, mark me... make everything go away."
    "Already marked you, but...." I was suddenly backed over the loveseat. I heard the lid of the lube snapping open and vaguely wondered where he had stashed it. "I would love to be inside that hot, tight little ass of yours."
    I nearly came right there, but the sensation of him buried inside me did that a second later, as he hit my prostrate on the first try. No other man but my mate could bring me to orgasm with just the promise of sex. He was too hot for his own good.
    "I think I'm gonna make you come until you pass out," he said as I collapsed in his arms, sliding slowly in and out of me.
    Good God.
    "Let's try."
    I couldn't. There was no way I could have another orgasm so soon.
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    "My sweet baby," he groaned into the side of my neck.
    Just the man's voice brought on fresh need, and seconds later, I was trembling again as he pushed inside me as deeply as he could, the hoarse moans tearing out of him as he held my hips. He felt so good, so hard, and the hand slick with lube sliding over my shaft had killed my power of speech.
    "You will never worry again."
    I would, but I didn't want to argue with him. "No," I lied.
    "You are my love."
    "Yes," I agreed as he thrust into me so hard that he lifted me off my feet. I screamed out his name over and over.
    "Is there anything hotter than you yelling my name?"
    I couldn't answer. I was reduced to panting as he bit down hard into my shoulder.
    "The answer is 'yes', because you squirming around on the end of my dick trying to get me in deeper to fuck you harder... that's gonna kill me," he said before hugging me so hard I could feel his heart beating as we both came.
    Later, when I came out of the shower, he was dressed in sweats and a T-shirt, sitting on the edge of the bed putting on a pair of crew socks.
    "You did that on purpose."
    He looked up at him from pulling on the last sock. "What's that?"
    "You know."
    "I have no idea what you're talking about."
    I nodded. "You know, sometimes I just can't get close enough to you. I wanna climb inside your skin and live there."
    He smiled at me. "I love you too, Jin."
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    "I'm sorry I put you through so much shit."
    "Yeah, saving my life, that was rough."
    "You know what I mean."
    "We're okay, baby. Everything's okay."
    "Is it?"
    "Yes."
    I nodded.
    "Seems to me," he said softly, "that you're still filled with fear instead of me."
    "No, I—"
    "You're so scared of being abandoned that you can't even see me."
    "I see you."
    "Not really," he said, getting up and walking over to me, grabbing the back of my wet hair before bending and kissing me hard and deep. "You still think I could stop loving you."
    "No." I shook my head, swallowing hard. "I don't."
    "Then stop worrying," he pressed me. "Okay?"
    "Okay."
    "Look at me."
    "I am."
    "Are you?"
    "Logan, I'm not blind. I can—"
    "Look into my eyes."
    I searched them as he put his hands on my face, bent, and kissed me, running his tongue over the inside of my mouth, not missing anything, sucking hard and devouring my lips. I could kiss him for hours, stopping only for breath, soft sighs, and whimpers.
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    "Logan," I got out, my hands on his forearms, holding on.
    "You smell good," he growled into my mouth, his lips not lifting off mine, kissing me again, deeper, his hands pulling the towel away so I was naked in front of him. "You're so beautiful."
    "Logan, you can't want—"
    "I want you all the time, baby," he told me, shoving me down on the bed, crouching between my legs, one hand on my cock, the other on my thigh, making sure I couldn't move.
    I threw my arm across my eyes, but he barked at me to look at him.
    "Logan," I said