Her laugh splinters into a whimper when I angle my hips, brushing that spot that makes her whole body quake. “Logan—fuck, oh my god—don’t stop—”
“Never,” I growl, thrusting harder, pinning her down with my weight. My voice roughens as I kiss the corner of her mouth, then her jaw. “Not when I know you like this.” I shift my hips, hitting her deep, making her cry out.
I drag my mouth lower, catching her nipple between my lips and sucking until she arches off the bed with a strangled moan. I release it with a wet pop, smirking against her skin. “Or this.”
Her nails rake my back, her laugh breaking into a gasp. “Logan—”
“Or this,” I rasp, slipping a hand beneath her, fingers sliding lower, until I circle her tight little ass and push one fingertip against her. Her whole body jolts, a moan tearing from her throat.
“Fuck!”
“There it is,” I murmur, grinding into her. “You love that, don’t you?”
Her answer is a strangled gasp, nails scoring my back, but her hips roll and take more.
“Yeah, you do.” I kiss her jaw, her throat, driving harder with my cock while my finger moves in time. “My girllovesbeing filled everywhere, loves having her ass played with. Makes me so fucking feral, baby.”
“Logan—” She gasps my name like it’s the only word she knows, voice breaking when I angle just right and hit her deep from both sides.
“Mm, that's it.” My jaw locks, fighting not to come too soon. “So fucking tight everywhere, clinging to me. You gonna come for me?”
Her answering cry shatters into a moan, her body shaking beneath mine as she nods frantically.
“Atta girl.” I moan, hips slamming harder, my finger working in time with every stroke. “Take it. Look how fucking perfect you are like this.”
Her legs fall wider on either side of my hips, letting me sink deeper, fucking her harder, balls slapping against her until she’s unraveling under me.
“Logan, I’m gonna—you’re gonna make me—”
“Yeah, baby—that's what I want. Come all over me, Lu.”
Her eyes roll back, her nails bite into my shoulders, and she breaks, screaming into my kiss, her body locking tight around my cock and my finger, spasming hard.
“That’s my girl. Fuck, I love you. ”
I groan, fucking her through it, until her trembling drags me under too. I bury myself as deep as I can, pulse ripping out of me, everything collapsing to the heat of her wrapped tight around me.
And when I finally lose it, it’s with her still shaking underneath me, her whimpers tangled with my groans.
The world narrows to nothing but the way she feels, and I know I’ll remember this night for the rest of my life.
My birthday is never going to be just another date on the calendar. It means something now.
Her.
Always her.
Chapter thirty-three
As sure as the sun in the fucking sky
Lulu
Golden sunlight slants through the blinds, cutting across the sheets in soft stripes. The faint crinkle of balloon ribbons filters up from downstairs, a quiet reminder of our ridiculous, perfect night.
Logan’s arm is heavy around my waist, pinning me against him. His chest rises slow and solid against my back, every breath ghosting warm over my shoulder. He’s out cold, a faint scrape of stubble brushing my skin every time he exhales.
It’s only about the third time I’ve stayed over. Usually one of us slips out before dawn, pretending Eli’s nosy proximity hasn’t turned us into covert operatives. But after the words that fell between us last night, I can’t bring myself to care.
