It didn't take her long to relax, and the noises she was making were music to Logan's ears.
As soon as she adjusted, he started speed up a bit, until he was setting a hard, energetic but not frantic-fast rhythm.
Gawd, it had been too long. Too long a time of being teased by that witch Jean and ... shit. The smells, the sounds, the way she clasped him, the slick-warm feel as he moved inside her.
Too fucking good. He kissed her hungrily, trying to leash his tendency towards aggression, even in this. But /damn/. She tasted good, felt good.