Fuck, her lush mouth against mine felt so good. It hadn’t been that long since I last had sex, but it felt like it had been eons while I devoured her mouth. I angled her head, and she submitted to me, opening her mouth and letting me slide my tongue inside. We kissed until we were a messy tangle of hands and lips, trying desperately to be closer.
I pulled away, and she had a shocked look on her face, but then I pulled her into my lap. She straddled my legs, and we kissed again. My cock was hard as a rock, and I felt her own arousal through the thin cotton of her leggings as she ground against me. My dick strained against her pussy, wanting so badly to be deep inside her.
“Logan,” she moaned.
I slid my hands up her hoodie and found her breasts bare underneath the material. I slid a thumb across one of her nipples and hissed at how it sharpened to a point at my touch. I wanted my mouth on it. I wanted to kiss and lick her to completion before I had her pinned beneath my large body as I fucked her until she screamed my name.
That’s when I snapped out of it. “I’m sorry. I should—”
She shut me up with another kiss.
I didn’t know how this had happened so fast, but my horny brain didn’t care. There was a hot woman in my lap, kissing me and grinding on my dick. Fuck Blaise and his ‘off-limits’ rules. Fuck me not having time for a relationship. As long as Lily knew this was only for the night, we could have fun while she was free of her responsibilities.
“Bedroom?” she asked in between rough kisses.
I didn’t even answer her. I held her to my chest and got up from the couch. This was such a bad idea, but she was into it, so who was I to say no when a woman wanted me as badly as I wanted her? So I took her into my bedroom and decided I was going to make bad decisions tonight.
Chapter Ten
LILY
His hands reached up to frame my face, and I felt the air leave my lungs when he leaned over and fused his lips to mine. My whole body tingled as we kissed. I hadn’t been kissed or felt the weight of a man’s hands on my body in so long. I melted into him and let him angle me into whatever position he wanted as he pinned me down against his bed. I never thought my night of babysitting his nephew would end like this, but I relished it.
I arched my hips against the friction of his cock. Oh God, I knew he was a big guy, but it felt like he was packing some heat down there. I pressed my hands against his chest as he kissed the breath out of me. We were both panting and our hands clung to the hems of each other’s shirts when we pulled away. Looking up into his ocean-blue eyes, all I saw was white-hot heat for me.
A thought meddled in my brain at what he’d think about my post-baby body. Seth made comments about not bouncing back to my old weight. Not to mention how self-conscious I was about my stretch marks.
None of that mattered because I reared back and flinched at the blood-curdling scream from the next room. Logan didn’t say anything; instead, he jumped up from the bed and ran into his nephew’s room.
I lay back on his bed with a sigh. What was I doing? I couldn’t be getting involved with a hockey player. Or anyone. I was a single mom who needed to focus on her career. Getting involved with Logan was a bad idea.
A BAAAAAAD idea.
It didn’t stop the way his kisses made me feel alive again. Or how he made me feel cared for when he cradled me as we kissed like I was all he ever needed.
I should have left. I should have slunk out of there as soon as he got Liam, but I didn’t. Just how I went to Liam when he made that same piercing scream earlier. The mama in me couldn’t bear hearing the little boy cry out like that. I wanted to go in with Logan and hold Liam until he calmed down. But I didn’t want to overstep.
Logan’s frame filled the doorway, and I cocked my head at him, but then he walked into the bedroom with Liam in his arms. He tried to comfort the little boy, but Liam’s face was scrunched up and splotchy from all his tears.
“Bring him here,” I said, surprising myself.
“Miss mama!” Liam cried.
I gestured for Logan to bring him over. He walked over to the bed and put Liam down in the center. Liam crawled over to me and laid his head on my chest while he continued to cry. Logan got into the bed beside me.
I brushed Liam’s hair. “I know, baby, you get it all out. Your Uncle Logan and I are here.”
Logan reached out and stroked Liam’s hair while I rocked him in my arms. My heart hurt seeing this little boy in so much anguish.
“Shush, I got you.” I hummed to him until his crying ceased, but the little boy clung to me, and it broke my heart.
When I glanced over at Logan, there was a deep crease in his brow.
“What’s wrong?” I whispered.
“What were you humming to him?”
I hid the cringe. To a jock like Logan, telling him I was humming the theme song of the nerdy video game I played was embarrassing.