Maris' lips twitched into a smile as she felt Logan's palms caressing her face.

"I love you, Maris." He pulled her closer to him and devoured her lips like it was his first time of getting romantic with a woman. "I don't want to ever lose you."

"Neither do I," she whispered over his lips and the heated make out session continued.

He rubbed everything, kissed everything and licked her very weak spot–her neck. It was the fastest way to turn Maris on. One soft bite and she would turn into a river.

"Make Love to me." She moaned, enjoying every wave of pleasure that plunged her soul.

Clothes on...