"I shouldn’t be the only one naked..." she murmured against his lips before pressing in for another kiss.

Feeling the stiffness in Logan’s movements only increased her desire for him even more.

This was exactly the kind of woman Daenerys was... the more Logan rejected her advances, the more she wanted him.

The more she wanted to have him and take away any knowledge of any other woman he had.

Only she would remain in his mind.

Daenerys finally pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.

Her hands roamed over his bare chest slowly, nails dragging lightly across his skin. She could feel his heart beating fast. A small smile played on her lips.

"You are so tense, Logan," she whispered. She took his hand and placed it on her waist. Her skin was warm and incredibly soft. "Touch me."

Logan’s fingers twitched but he didn’t move them. He kept his hand there stiffly, fighting the urge to squeeze.

Daenerys was not discouraged. She pressed closer, rubbing her heavy breasts against his chest in slow circles.

The soft, warm flesh molded against him. Her nipples dragged across his skin, hard and begging for attention.

She took his other hand and lifted it higher, placing it directly under one of her heavy tits.

The weight of her breast filled his palm. It was soft, yet firm. Warm.

"Squeeze it," she breathed.

Logan hesitated. His fingers pressed in slightly, then stopped. Daenerys let out a soft moan at even that small touch.

She pushed her chest forward, forcing more of her breast into his hand.

"Good boy," she purred. "Now... lower your head."

Logan shook his head slightly. "Daenerys... this is enough."

But she was stronger than she looked. She placed a hand behind his head and gently but firmly pulled him down toward her chest.

His face got closer and closer until his nose brushed against the soft upper curve of her breast.

Her scent was stronger here. Sweet, warm, and feminine.

"Open your mouth," she whispered. Her voice was low and commanding, yet still soft. "Suck on them for me, Logan. Just a little."

Logan resisted. He kept his lips pressed together. Daenerys smiled at his reluctance.

It only made her wetter. She guided her nipple directly to his lips and rubbed the stiff peak against them.

"Come on..." she cooed. "They are so sensitive right now. Don’t you want to taste them?"

After a few seconds of resistance, Logan finally parted his lips just a little.

Daenerys immediately pushed forward. Her thick nipple slipped into his mouth. The moment it did, she let out a long, satisfied moan.

"That’s it..." she breathed. "Suck on it slowly."

Logan was reluctant, but the warm, soft flesh in his mouth made his cock twitch hard inside his pants. He gave one hesitant suck. Then another.

Daenerys’s hand tightened in his hair as pleasure ran through her body.

Her pussy grew even wetter, a drop of her arousal sliding down her inner thigh.

"Yes... just like that," she moaned softly.

She held his head gently against her chest, feeding him more of her heavy breast. "Use your tongue too. Lick my nipple while you suck."

Logan obeyed slowly, still fighting himself with every movement.

His tongue swirled around her stiff nipple inside his mouth.

Daenerys’s breathing grew heavier. She pressed her thighs together, trying to ease the aching need between them.

Her free hand moved down and rubbed his hard cock through his pants again. This time she could feel how painfully stiff he had become.

"Mmm... you say you are not interested, but your cock is so honest," she whispered hotly. "Keep sucking, Logan. Do the other one too when you are ready. I want to feel your mouth on both of them."

Daenerys’s hand tightened gently in Logan’s hair as he continued sucking on her nipple.

He was still reluctant, but his mouth had grown warmer around her stiff peak.

He gave slow, hesitant sucks while his tongue moved awkwardly over her sensitive flesh. Every time he swirled his tongue, Daenerys let out a soft, satisfied moan.

Her heavy breast felt even fuller in his mouth.

She pressed her chest forward, feeding him more of her soft tit. "That feels good..." she whispered. "Keep going. Don’t stop."

Logan’s mind was screaming at him to pull away, but the warm, heavy weight of her breast and the sweet taste of her skin made it difficult.

His cock throbbed painfully inside his pants. He stayed on the first nipple for a long time, sucking it slowly even as he fought himself.

After many minutes, Daenerys finally spoke again, her voice low and husky.

"Now the other one..."

She gently guided his head to her left breast.

Logan hesitated. He kept his lips closed for a few seconds, resisting.

Daenerys rubbed her hard nipple against his mouth, patiently waiting. She did not force him.

She simply teased his lips with the stiff peak until he finally opened his mouth again.

He took the second nipple between his lips and began sucking. This one felt just as heavy and warm.

Daenerys moaned louder this time. She held his head gently against her chest, letting him take his time.

Logan sucked slowly, reluctantly. Sometimes he would stop for a few seconds, trying to regain control, but Daenerys would press her breast deeper into his mouth, encouraging him to continue.

"Good..." she breathed. "Suck harder on it, Logan. Use your tongue more."

He obeyed little by little. His tongue moved in slow circles around her nipple while he sucked.

Daenerys’s breathing grew heavier. Her pussy was dripping wet now, but she took her time, enjoying every second of his reluctant mouth on her tits.

She kept switching him between both breasts, making him suck one, then the other, then back again.

Each time he moved to a new nipple, he would hesitate for a few moments before giving in.

Minutes passed like this. Logan’s jaw started to feel tired, but Daenerys did not let him stop.

Her heavy, soft breasts were slightly shiny with his saliva. Her nipples were swollen and darker from all the attention.

Only after a long while did Daenerys finally pull his head back gently. She looked down at him. Her eyes were filled with lust and satisfaction.

"You sucked them so well," she murmured. "Even though you kept fighting it."

She slowly dropped to her knees in front of him. Her heavy breasts swayed and jiggled with the movement.

Logan’s eyes widened. He tried to step back, but his back was already against the wall.

"Daenerys... wait," he said, voice strained. "This is too much. Stop here."

She looked up at him from her knees, her full lips slightly parted. "Shhh. Just relax."

Her hands moved to his pants. She unbuttoned them slowly, then pulled the zipper down. The sound was loud in the quiet room.

She tugged his pants and underwear down together, letting his hard cock spring free. It slapped against her cheek lightly.

Daenerys smiled when she saw how stiff and throbbing it was. A thick drop of precum had already leaked from the tip.

"Look at this..." she whispered. "So hard for me, even though you keep saying no."