“Nope. Whoever it is, can cover their tracks and their scent. Logan seems to think that it’s two different people.”
Ash takes a sip from her glass. “You’re letting the cops get involved?”
My stomach drops at her words, and I straighten. “I didn’t have much of a choice.”
“But after your parents . . . ” Ash’s voice trailed off and a sharp pain stabbed at my chest, making it hard to breathe.
I pause, closing my eyes and taking a deep, unsteady breath. “I know. I’ve been avoiding thinking about that.”
Ash knocks back her shot. “I have to go away for a while, but I will be back.”
It was a gentle reminder about my half of the bargain. “Okay,” I reply.
Ash pivots on her stool, her dark gaze holding me hostage. “Be careful.”
Her eyes shift to the door, mercifully releasing their relentless hold on me. I sag in relief and tip the last of my drink back. The burn of my throat is nothing compared to the turmoil of emotions Ash just brought up.
I follow Ash to the front door and let her out, locking it behind her. I take several deep, calming breaths before I make my way through the back to the back. I unlock the door that leads upstairs to my apartment. There’s another door at the top of the stairs, but Logan has left it unlocked. I walk into my apartment, trying to be quiet in case Logan’s asleep. I sneak into the bathroom and shower quickly then dry off, wrapping the towel around myself while walking into the dark room. When I reach the bed, I realize Logan isn’t in it. Confusion sweeps through me, because I know he’s close. Before I can turn, I let out a shriek as I’m tackled to the bed from behind, all of Logan's weight presses down on me. His lips brush my ear.
“You are fucking irresistible.”
Then he bites down on the side of my neck, making me moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure. One of his hands slides around, cupping my breast as his hips rock into my ass.
“And you denied me the pleasure of removing that sinful, sexy as fuck dress.”
Chapter Twenty
Logan
Withagentlepush,I lift myself off her, rolling her onto her back and slowly opening the towel. I stare down at her naked body, my breath catching.
Salena squirms under my heated gaze. “Forgive me?” she whispers.
I fall down, bracing my hands on either side of her shoulders and drop my head. My mouth moves over her skin, placing an open mouthed kiss on the hollow of her neck, making my way down her body. When I reach her pussy, I look up at her as my mouth covers her.
Her gasp fills the air, and her hips lift. I grip her hips tightly in my hands as I explore her, tasting, sucking, and nibbling. My tongue spears inside of her, her hands flying to my hair as I angle her hips higher.
“Logan!”
I feel her body tremble with the beginnings of her orgasm, and move up her body, gripping her wrists and pinning them above her head before thrusting in.
Fuck . . .
I move in, out. Deep and hard.
Fuck, she feels so good, her first orgasm warming us both up.
I drop my head, needing her mouth on mine, our kisses desperate as if we’re trying to climb inside each other.
I move faster, my grip on her wrists firm as I pound into her.
“Logan,” she breathes against my lips.
“I forgive you.”
Letting go of her wrists, I sit back, bringing her with me. I turn my back against the headboard and Salena lowers herself onto my cock. My head drops back on a groan, and her mouth finds mine.
My hands grip her ass, squeezing and helping her rock against me.
