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Logan
Ibrush my lips over hers, tucking her hair behind one ear as I prop up on my elbows. Her eyes are closed, and I’m unsure if it’s because she’s still in the moment or if she’s avoiding my gaze.
“I need to take a shower,” she says quietly.
Definitely avoiding my gaze. I slip out of her warmth and remove the condom. Sailor gets up and marches right past me, hell-bent on escaping as quickly as she can.
I find a trash can in her kitchen and toss the tied-off condom in it before making my way to join her in the bathroom. She might be desperate for this night to end, but I’m not finished with her yet.
“Logan! What the hell are you doing?” she shrieks as I step in behind her.
I smirk. “Taking a shower. You aren’t the only one who needs one.”
“This is not how this works,” she says with a scowl.
I grab the bar of soap off the ledge and start lathering up. “Is that so? And exactly how does this work?”
“We fuck and…” Her voice trails off a moment when I rub my soapy hands over her body, massaging her tits and abdomen. “Then, you leave. No sleepovers. No repeats.”
“Oh, is that how this works?” I ask, gliding my hand between her legs.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t know that. You played pro football for crying out loud.”
She pushes my hand away and turns around so that her back is to me. I slip my arms around her, drawing her against me.
“I was a married man, Sailor,” I remind her, kissing her shoulder.
She jerks away from me, spinning so fast she nearly slips down. “Are you telling me you have never been with anyone other than Jolene?” I don’t answer out loud. “Holy shit. Holy shit. This is not happening.”
She steps out of the shower, and I hurriedly rinse the soap off of me so I can find out what she’s freaking out about. She’s still mumbling to herself when I turn the water off.
“I fail to see the big deal here.”
“It’s a huge fucking deal!” she yells and stomps out of the bathroom.
I wrap a towel around my waist and follow her, demanding an explanation. “You don’t get to jump my bones the moment I walk in the door and then act like I did something wrong!”
“You did everything wrong! You didn’t fuck me, Logan! You made love to me! That means something, damn it! I do not do that!”
I grab her arm and jerk her to me, both of our towels dropping to the floor. “You’re damn right it means something! And I’ll be damned if I let you go again!”
She lets out this cry before my mouth closes over hers. I like to consider it a cry of defeat. Surrender. Because no matter what the hell she thinks, she is doing this. We are doing this.
I haul her against me because damn it, I’ve discovered that I love having her body pressed to mine. She makes this whimper, this moan, and my cock jolts at the sound. I pick her up, and like the first time, she wraps her legs around my waist as I carry her to the bed.
Her body trembles as I settle between her legs and kiss the inside of her thighs. I’m sure she’ll feign that it was from the chill on her damp body, but I know it’s from anticipation. Her fingers thread through my hair as I push her legs farther apart and swipe my tongue up her slit. There goes that whimper again, that moan.
She tastes exquisite. Every fucking thing about Sailor Leigh is exquisite. Perfect. I won’t waste another sixteen years not having her.
“Stop,” she says, panting. “I want you inside me. Now.”
I happily oblige, rising over her and sinking inside her wet pussy. She arches against me, raising her hips to meet my every thrust. I slowed things down before. Wanted to show her she was special, important. That this wasn’t some quick fling that would be over in a matter of minutes. Now that she knows that, I pound into her, not holding back.
When she screams out my name, I pour my release inside her, not caring that I’m fucking her bare. Not giving a shit about the consequences. I am already bound to this woman forever.
