“I thought I got over it. I thought I fucking got over it, Logan, and then I realized I didn’t when I couldn’t even get myself hard for another man.”
His eyes widen, just a little. “I didn’t know that.”
I let my head dip low, burying my face in the crook of his neck for a moment. I pull in a long breath, drawing in his scent, wishing I could stay in a cloud of him forever.
“I used to fuck whoever I wanted, whenever I wanted,” I tell him. “But after you… nobody got to me. Not in the same way.”
He swallows, and I’m pressed up against his neck in a way that lets me feel his throat move.
“I know the feeling,” he says softly, like he’s confessing something.
Something sparks inside me.
“Logan, are you saying…”
“Nobody’s touched me in a long time, Chase.”
“Oh my God,” I murmur, my insides skittering like I’m full of tiny explosions. “Don’t tell me that?—”
“You were the last person I was with,” he admits.
Every nerve in my body goes molten.
It had been a question I’d been afraid to ask him.
Neither of us owed each other anything, and the only reason I had a year-long dry spell is because my body felt like it couldn’t respond to anyone else, anymore. I thought something had broken inside me. Gotten irrevocably fucked up, because for some reason I was fixated on one man.
But if Logan hasn’t been with anyone, either…
Too good.
Don’t do it, Chase, just don’t fucking do it.
Don’t fall deeper into a blind obsession you know you can’t control.
I let out a frustrated groan as I bite against his bare shoulder, moving up toward his ear.
“I need you to come for me,” I demand. “Touch your cock. I want you to come while I’m inside you.”
He breathes. “Impatient again?”
“You know me so well. By the way, next time it’s my cock, not my fingers,” I utter as I pull almost all the way out of him and then shove back in again hard. “I have to fuck you. You can hold back any secret from me forever, but it won’t change the fact that I want to fuck you more than I’ve ever wanted anything before. And Iknowyou want me, too?—”
“I’m so close,” he utters, and I can feel him picking up the rhythm on his cock.
“Give it to me.”
I fuckinglovehow Logan responds when I give him the command.
His body tenses up beneath me. A moment later, he’sletting out a moan right next to my ear. I lean upward as he paints white streaks across his stomach, over and over, and I watch as he loses control.
“All yours,” he breathes.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I hang in the moment, leaning back down and pressing a slow, hot kiss to his lips. I’m suddenly acutely aware that he’s finished, now, and whatever hypnotic spell we were both under could evaporate.
