Page 75 of The Fall

It hurts a little at first because it’s sensitive but not enough for me to tell him to stop. Eventually, the pain turns to pleasure, and warmth spreads through my body.

His cock is hitting just the right spot inside me, and I know I’m on the verge of coming for a third time tonight, something I never thought my body could do.

“Come on, baby. I know your tight little cunt wants to come one more time.”

My legs are shaking, my breathing is heavy, and I’m sticky with sweat. But I feel so powerful. Logan leans forward and puts his forehead against mine. One more thrust up, and I break apart. I throw my head back and cry out as I come. Logan’s mouth latches onto my throat, sucking and kissing as I come and come.

My body goes limp in his arms. He thrusts a few more times and then stills, pulsing inside me. When he’s done, he pulls me to his chest.

“You did so good, baby. So fucking good,” he whispers.

Suddenly, Max is there too. “You really did, Sav. You were amazing.”

I turn to look at him. He’s smiling, but the pain I saw earlier is still there. We both know this is it. The last time for us.

I lean forward and kiss him, but it’s more of a goodbye kiss than anything else.

When I pull away from him, I kiss Logan. This kiss feels like a beginning.

“Thank you both for giving us this moment,” I tell them.

“You gave us this moment, baby,” Logan corrects.

Yeah, I guess I did.

My body is exhausted, and I know I need to rest before the competition tomorrow. And truly, I want to be alone with Logan.

As if he can read my mind, he slowly lifts me off him and places me down on the bed, telling me not to move. He and Max both dispose of their condoms, and then Logan is in front of me, pulling my shirt down over my head. He bends and helps me put my leggings back on. Then he gets dressed and picks me up. I wrap my legs around him and lay my head on his shoulder.

“We’ll see you on the ice in the morning,” he says to Max.

Logan carries me to the room we’re now sharing. He immediately takes me to the bathroom, and after I use the toilet, he helps me into the shower. He washes my hair and rubs the body wash all over me. He’s so gentle as he does it, like he wants to make sure I’m ok. It’s so sweet that I find myself tearing up for a second.

This man cares so much for me. It’s obvious in everything that he does. All I’ve done is tell him over and over that I’m not ready for a relationship because skating comes first. I haven’t made him a priority.

But as much as I love skating, I’m starting to realize that there might be some things in life that are more important. Or at the very least, I might be able to fit two important things into my life at once.

I need to tell him this, and I will. Just not tonight. Tonight was about something different. I’ll wait for the right moment to tell Logan how I feel. Something this big deserves its own night.

After the shower, he wraps me in a towel and blow-dries my hair. I feel like I’m being pampered.

Then he removes the towel and takes me to bed. He tucks me in and slides in behind me, pulling me to his chest.

“You’re so perfect, Savannah.”

That’s the last thing I remember before I drift off to sleep.

TWENTY-SIX

LOGAN

The alarm goes off before I’m ready to wake up, but it’s not so bad when I have a gorgeous, naked girl wrapped around my body.

Savannah groans as I reach over and turn off the alarm.

“It’s show day, baby,” I tell her.

“But I wanna stay right here.”