Had Logan known that Maxine had theorized about this for as long as she had, they might have gotten to this point a little earlier on. It wasn't as if he was completely devoid of the ability to register when he wanted someone -- he had just been sure that there was nothing in her teasing besides simply that. His current position proved how wrong he was. His long fingers continued to thrust up inside the siren, her moans urging him on as he added his thumb into the mix. He brushed the pad of his thumb back and forth over her clit as she moved her hips against his hand. Logan's ability to keep himself in check was quickly waning as he thrust his fingertips harder, his lips finding Maxine's neck. Nipping the flesh gently, he withdrew his fingertips slowly, teasingly.
Grasping her hips in his hands, Logan ground his pelvis up against her, still not quite done with teasing both Maxine as well as himself. As long as it had been, he wanted it to be that much better. Her slick flesh felt amazing against his arousal, and he let her know with a moan. Anticipation was something he remembered being part of the thrill, but it was finally to the point where he had held off as long as he was capable of doing. Reaching between them, he grasped his length and drove it against her, teasing her one last time before he thrust inside with a groan.