Mine, mine, mine, is all I can think as my heart pounds, my body humming with need.
I leave one hand on her jaw and bring the other between us, trying to shove her dress out of the way, and I grip the middle of her panties, groaning at how wet they are, all for fucking me, and I pull hard.
Jasmine moans into my mouth as her panties tear, including part of her dress, but she doesn’t care as she quickly undoes my jeans and pulls my rock-hard cock out, and my balls tighten having her soft hands on me again, and it takes everything inside me not to fucking come.
I bite her bottom lip as she places the tip of my cock at her entrance, then grabs my arms as I thrust forward hard, her tight walls squeezing me, and she moans as I bite her lip hard, my balls begging to release.
“Logan,” Jasmine preens, needing more as she moves her hands from my arms and into my hair, gripping the strandsI’ve let grow, suddenly happy about that notion and I shove my tongue back into her mouth as my dick twitches as her walls flutter around me.
Fuck me, that feels good.
Gripping her thigh, I lift it high against my shoulder so I can reach deep as I move my hips back, then thrust forward hard and begin a steady rhythm, ensuring our hips slap against each other hard.
Jas moans into my mouth, and I swallow it as I kiss her full of tongue and teeth.
So much fucking pleasure fills me, feeling her tight wet heat pulling me in, the heels of her feet digging into my ass, her hands gripping my hair, our mouths fusing like we’re starving for each other and we are, we really fucking are.
Jas’s breathing picks up, a sign she’s ready to come, and without breaking the kiss, I run my hands up her arms, causing her to let go of my hair, before I link our fingers as I press them hard against the mattress and thrusting quicker, ensuring to hit that spot.
“L-Logan,” she chokes as she breaks the kiss and throws her head back and I latch onto her neck, biting down hard as I grunt, “Come, buttercup, squeeze my fucking cock,” and as if waiting for permission, her cunt squeezes me in pulses before tightening nicely around my cock and wetness spreads between us and I groan against her skin as she gasps and grips my hands tighter causing me to thrust harder.
One, two, three more thrusts before my spine tingles and my balls tighten uncomfortably before I release deep inside her, pushing my hips flush against hers as I paint her walls with my cum, and I bite her neck even harder, leaving my mark as I used to, and she moans, tightening her legs around my waist.
Fuck me, that was good and so much better than my right hand.
I breathe hard as I gently run my tongue over my mark then gently kiss it, and Jas lets go of my hands and wraps her arms around my neck as I balance on my arms, keeping my dick deep inside her, feeling our releases mixing together, feeling so fucking content after not having her–
I freeze in my thoughts because fuck, everything comes back.
Dammit…
My breathing deepens, and Jas holds me tighter, feeling the difference, but I just, fuck, I can’t.
Swallowing past the lump forming I move out of her hold, my semi-hard dick slipping out of her heat, feeling very fucking cold suddenly, and I climb off her as I put myself away.
“Logan?” she whispers as she sits up, pulling her dress down but I don’t look at her, instead I mutter, “I need a minute,” before turning and storming out of the room, my heart pounding, my skin itching to get back to her, to strip us both and spend the night inside her but instead I listen to my head.
I quickly do my jeans up and check on Aisling, both dogs lifting their heads to look at me as I open the door and see she’s still asleep, so that her mama and I didn’t wake her and I close the door gently before I rush towards the stairs trying to catch my breath, my mind only thinking one thing – it was a mistake, something I never thought I would think where Jas was concerned.
I storm down the stairs as Jas calls, “Logan!” with pain lacing her voice, but I ignore her and slam through the front door and down the steps, only to groan as Dad climbs off his bike and walks over to me.
Fuck’s sake, tonight is not my fucking night.
“Not now, Dad!” I snap, knowing full well Jas will follow me out here and most likely chew me out.
There is no way she’s going to let me get away with walking away like that, fuck, even I’m kicking myself but I couldn’t breathe.
We shouldn’t have slept together when I knew I didn’t trust her, even if it was the best fucking sex after six years of being celibate. I was the enforcer for my own club, a role where I protect everyone, yet my own girl, the woman who holds my heart, didn’t trust me to protect our family, and I just fuck…
Is my ego busted? Yeah, pretty much but my heart…Damn.
“You need to come back to the club, put your patch on your back and get over whatever shit is going on with your mother,” Dad states completely oblivious to my mind fuck and I shake my head with a dark chuckle at his balls to come here and say shit to me but he continues, “The brothers need you, son, you are their enforcer. You should be riding out tomorrow with Anchor, Stone and Trigger to meet up with Axel and the Untamed brothers, but instead you’re here!”
Again, I shake my head at his stupidity and blindness just as the front door slams open and I silently groan seeing Jas storm out of the house still in her dress despite the tear at the bottom looking well and truly just fucked.
I fucking knew she would follow and what pisses me off even more – my dick is hard yet again.
He’s fucking missed her, but then again, so have I, so goddamn much.
