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“We’re just friends, remember?” I asked, almost desperately, trying to jar Logan out of whatever emotion he had gotten caught up in.
“We both know this just being friends crap is bullshit. I was trying to fool myself into believing that it was a way to keep you in my life, but the thought of any other man putting his hands on you makes me crazy. I’m not going to let that happen.”
My mind was a tumultuous mix of emotions as I tried to absorb his confession, but before I could form a reply, he closed the space between us and fiercely pressed his lips against mine.
I knew I should protest. I knew I should push him away and walk out of the storage room, but my body wouldn’t cooperate. I felt myself melting into him as a soft moan escaped me. He was kissing me as if he wanted to devour me, his lips slanting over mine possessively.
“Open your mouth,” he growled.
I found myself automatically obeying his command. His tongue plundered my mouth as his hand grasped the back of my head, keeping me captive. But I had no plans to try to escape, and wrapped my arms around his neck. I barely registered Logan turning me so that my back was against the door. I was too engulfed in passion and desire to be aware of anything besides his mouth on mine and his hand burrowing under my shirt. He made a sound of approval deep in his throat when I pushed my tongue into his mouth to lave against his.
I whimpered when his hand pushed my bra up and he grabbed a nipple roughly between his fingers. It was already taut and aching, and his twisting made an arrow of arousal shoot right between my legs, making me clench my thighs together.
I gasped for air when he broke the kiss and moved his mouth down my neck. I arched my back, trying to give him easier access as he trailed hot, open-mouthed kisses over my collarbone. He impatiently pushed my shirt up and replaced his fingers with his mouth, setting my body on fire.
“Logan,” I choked out, not knowing whether I was saying his name in protest or encouragement. He took it as the latter and he suckled hard on my nipple, running his tongue back and forth against it until I thought I would melt into a puddle of pleasure. He was being much rougher than I ever remembered him being, but instead of putting me off, it enflamed my desire. I made a sound of approval when he abraded my aching nipple with his teeth.
I gripped his shoulders as he shifted to give the same attention to my other engorged bud. My panties were already soaking wet just from him sucking on my nipples.
Despite our compromising position, the last thing I expected him to do in a public place was to take it any further. I was taken completely by surprise when he pushed his hand underneath my jeans and panties, burrowing deep to stroke my slick, swollen flesh. The only response I could make was a choking noise as my arousal went off the charts.
Logan made a sound of impatience and roughly unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, giving him easier access. I heard myself panting as his finger stroked against my clit, which was already engorged and throbbing. Logan’s fingers were covered with the evidence of my arousal, but all I cared about were the sensations rushing through my body.
“No one else will ever have this,” Logan muttered, almost to himself. “This belongs to me.”
His words had the opposite effect of his hands. He spoke about me like I was an inanimate object, and it put a damper on my desire. It also gave my conscience a chance to rear its head. What the hell was I doing? We were in the storage room of a bar, and I doubted there was a lock on the door. Even if there was, I didn’t think Logan had locked it. Someone could walk in on us at any second. Even worse, Kristina was out there waiting for us. Not knowing that her boyfriend was busy groping a supposed friend.
The guilt washed over me and I grabbed Logan’s wrist to stop him from stroking me.
“We shouldn’t be doing this,” I gasped. “This is wrong.”
Logan’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying it. I heard all the sounds you were making. Do I have to remind you that my hand is covered with your wetness as evidence of how turned on you are?”
I felt myself flush in embarrassment but I was determined to stop this. “This has nothing to do with whether I’m enjoying it or not. It has everything to do with this being wrong. Do I have to remind you that you’re cheating on your girlfriend right now?” I took a deep breath as I tried to get control of myself. It was hard when Logan’s hand was still down my pants, although he had stopped stroking me. “This needs to stop, Logan. We’re on a vicious cycle of self-destruction.”
I cried out when, in response, Logan pushed two fingers deep inside me. I was wet enough that the sudden intrusion wasn’t painful, but its unexpectedness made me gasp. I also couldn’t deny how good it felt and automatically clenched myself around his fingers.
“This isn’t going to stop until you come,” Logan rasped as he started to move his fingers in and out of me as his thumb resumed its assault on my clit. “It isn’t going to stop until I’m deep inside you, and you beg me to come inside your pussy.”
His words just made me hotter, and I was helpless as I moved against his hand, feeling my body consumed with a tension that begged for release. All thoughts of putting a stop to this disappeared. I didn’t even notice that Logan had pushed my panties and jeans down to give him easier access. Nothing existed except his fingers roughly pushing in and out of me as his thumb relentlessly rubbed against my clit. When he leaned down to kiss me, I grabbed his head, not to push him away but to pull him towards me so I could devour his mouth. Our kiss was hard and fierce, almost as if we were battling each other, and I sucked on his tongue as I imagined doing the same thing to another part of his body.
I didn’t know how much more I could take. My body was taut, and I strained for the release that was just beyond my grasp.
“Let go, baby,” Logan muttered against my mouth. “Let go and come for me.”
His words were my undoing. He swallowed my cries as my body shuddered violently and the unbearable tension shattered. I was wracked with wave after wave of pure pleasure. It seemed to go on and on as Logan kept up the onslaught with his fingers until the last tremor left my body. I slumped against the door, feeling weak and drained.
That didn’t stop a flutter of desire from being reignited when Logan undid his belt and pants and pushed them down along with his underwear. His erection was an impressive sight, and suddenly, I felt a restlessness between my legs, even though I had just been sated.
Logan grabbed my waist and pulled me towards him, his face harsh with passion. Still, he hesitated.
“Do you want this?” he asked in a guttural tone.
Instead of answering, I grasped his hard length, reveling in the way he groaned when I stroked it. I guided it to my wet cleft, looking him straight in the eye as I spoke.
“Fuck me, Logan. Fuck me until I beg you to come inside me.”
Logan made an animalistic sound as he pushed the head of his erection inside me. It had been a long time since I had last had sex, and despite being soaking wet, it was still a little uncomfortable as he stretched me open. He paused before pushing in any further, although I knew it was taking everything in him to not just thrust himself completely inside me. My clawing hunger for him wouldn’t take any hesitation, and I grabbed his buttocks, pulling him towards me as I simultaneously pushed down until his shaft was fully sheathed inside me. I gasped at the sudden sensation, feeling stretched to my limit. Logan growled, and his hands gripped my hips as he moved inside me. We were both panting and straining against each other like animals; the only conscious thought in our heads to finish our mating.
