Logan's greatest weakness was women, and he hated himself for it. Her scent was intoxicating to him as he bent his head to her level to kiss her. He moved slowly towards her until his lips were an inch apart from her beautiful heart-shaped lips. That made him lose his mind. He opened his eyes wide in shock as she moved her hand down his hips and rested her hand on his shaft, stroking it, and it made him aroused.
He crashed his lips on hers, kissing her hungrily, and cupped her breast with his hand, squeezing it passionately, but she didn't moan or show any reaction to his touch.
He pressed her breast hard so she could moan, but she didn't.
"What are you? Don't you know how to moan? Is my touch not doing anything to you?" He asked softly, moving his lips down her neck. He kissed her pass
