56 - Insecurity on Both Sides

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December 15th, 2022

The sex was no-doubt rocking her world. Since Logan had a pretty much free schedule, their chances at doing it pretty much revolved around Rory's - whenever she could slip away for a longer lunch break, or stop by his place when heading to or back from work - same in the weekends, a couple of times slipping away after Em had gone to bed even if someone else was home. An occasional date that would end with him walking her home after an hour or so trotting around naked at his apartment first. The relationship was no secret to the other adults in Rory's life, but still hidden at plain sight from those under 45 inches in height.

"Oh god," Rory moaned, when Logan finally entered her after a lengthy, tortuous foreplay, in the doggy pose, her ass propped up the side of his bed. Her nerve endings felt like they were both numb and on fire at the same time, like all of her blood was drawn form her brain to her nether regions. He'd massaged her upper and inner thighs with oil, and left a trail of kisses on her elegant curves of her hip and waist. His lips, fingers... and surprisingly even his nose having done a meticulous job teasing her lower lips. He'd gotten her to the verge of bursting a number of times, only to be left gasping at the loss of touch the next second along with a cocky chuckle.

But eventually it had grown to be too much for him to wait any longer just the same. The sight of her like that - was just too sexy.

Logan pulled out and slammed back into her with an audible grunt, his hands holding onto her hips strongly enough to leave slightly pale marks around them. Rory really didn't mind, loving to feel his need in every touch...and of course thrust.

The mirror - a majestic full-standing leaning mirror with a gold frame and a slightly bronze image on the wall of his bedroom, maybe four feet from his bed, making pretty much anyone look better than they would in real life, was becoming one of her favorite things in this room, as she enjoyed watching the two of them in go at it. Definitely better than Bellasa. By now not every time they got together was about making love - sometimes it was about getting a quick fuck. Logan was one of the few guys in her life from whom she'd always dared to ask for just that if she just needed to clear her head. Today was one of those days - after a stressful day at work.

Naturally, their relationship was about more than that - and they did have plenty of time to talk and get to know each other whenever they hung out with their daughter. It was just the private talking-time that was scarce, at this point much rather used for extinguishing physical needs than deep, soul-searching conversations.

His hips and thighs slapped audibly against her ass, his balls occasionally also against her clit, making this particular fucking session seem especially primal. Rory curved her back, liking the way she looked in the mirror like that - almost like having a baby hadn't mattered at all, especially if she engaged her core muscles a little. It made her feel sexy. Sexier than she had felt in years.

Seeing Logan's muscles tense up, his adonis belt still showing even in his age, his face looking determined and focused, was definitely adding only to her pleasure. She noticed Logan smiling back at her in the mirror as their eyes met. Clearly he was enjoying the sight as well.

Rory pushed her hips back against him, adding even more impact to his trusts. It felt mind-numbingly good. It was strange - in this position it almost wasn't vital to aid herself for her climax, but it was just satisfying on its own, like not even necessarily needing an orgasm. She just wanted to forget her day and feel fucked, used. Logan, however, disagreed - and Rory really should've expected it. He pushed down on her even more, urging her to bend her upper body even lower. This way he was hitting her right on the front wall of her vagina - the famous G-spot, also known as the internal stimulation of her clit, which was in its essence a lot more than just the tiny external nub.

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