Chapter 14
Logan
When there’s a knock at the door, I frown. It’s late and I’m not expecting anyone. I was just about to send Mia message, but throw my phone on the table before going to see who’s here.
I open the door, and I’m surprised to see Mia.
“Hey, I tried to phone you. Is everything okay?”
She tries to smile bravely as she comes in, and for a second, I worry that she’s here to tell me she’s changed her mind about us.
“Can I spend the night?”
She wouldn’t want to spend the night, if she was upset about us, right?
I tell myself to calm down and not to jump to conclusions.
“Yeah, of course.” I lock everything. “Did you just come from the gym?” I ask as I eye her bag.
“No, I went earlier.”
She doesn’t elaborate so I leave it. Taking her hand, I lead her to my bedroom.
“Just to be clear, the only rule is no kissing, right?” she asks, as she reaches for the hem of her shirt.
I quickly take hold of her hands, stopping her. I search her face, trying to figure out what’s wrong.
“Talk to me.”
Her eyes drift over my face as if she’s seeing me for the first time.
“I got some really bad news today that I can’t share with you, but it’s made me realize that life is too short and I don’t want to miss a second with you. I know we said we’d take it slow but slow is highly over rated. There’s only this moment, and I want to spend it with you.”
Fuck, she knows. “It’s about Marcus, isn’t it?”
“You know?” she asks surprised.
“I overheard Jax on the phone the other day. He’s trying to get Marcus moved to the top of the donor list. He knows they won’t budge, but it doesn’t stop him from trying. He’s also been in touch with a heart specialist in Europe. Apparently, the doctor takes on cases no one else is willing to touch.”
“No luck with that yet?” she looks so hopeful, it hurts.
“Not yet, but we’re not giving up. Jax is trying to get an appointment set up with him.”
“Does everyone know?”
I shake my head. “I don’t think so. We’re waiting for Marcus to tell us. How did you find out?”
“He told me,” she whispers.
I’m surprised. I never thought Marcus would open up to Mia first.
“It’s really bad, Logan. He’s dying, and I feel so helpless. I just came from his place. He’s lost so much weight it’s scary.”
I frown at hearing that. He looked fine earlier.
She must read the confusion on my face, because she says, “He wears padded suits and covers the rest with make-up.”
What the fuck? “Seriously?”
“Yeah, it’s so unfair. Why Marcus?”
“I don’t know, Sweetheart. I wish it wasn’t him.”
“Me too.”
I pull her into a hug and hold her for a while. Now I understand why she doesn’t want to take things slow. No one knows when their time will be up. She’s right, though. We only have this moment. We’ve already wasted years we could’ve been together.
“Let’s get some rest,” I say, just wanting to hold her in my bed.
I pull my shirt off before reaching for hers. Taking hold of the hem, I slowly pull it up so I can savor the first time I get to undress her. When I crouch down to take off her shorts, I press a kiss to her stomach, taking a deep breath of her unique scent. She’s wearing the same sexy outfit she had on when I saw her pole dancing, and it makes my heartbeat speed up.
I lead her to the bed and wait for her to climb under the covers, before I lie down next to her, taking her in my arms.
I’ll be happy to hold her like this for the rest of my life. It’s all I ever wanted.
Her fingers skim over my abs. “Which gym do you go to?”
“I don’t,” I say, suppressing the urge to kiss her, only because I want to savor the anticipation a little while longer. I was serious when I said the second I kiss her I’m going to ask her to marry me. There’s no one else for me.
“Then how do you stay in shape?” Her fingers keep trailing the lines of my abs, making it so much harder not to strip her bare and bury myself inside her.
“It’s from running after you,” I chuckle.
She pushes me onto my back, her smile seductive as she whispers, “I better thank you then and just for future reference, I’m on the pill.”
I force myself to think of laws and court procedures, in an attempt to not lose control.
Her breaths are warm, as she lightly caresses her lips over each muscle. I pull her hair free from the band holding it, and watch as it falls over my skin. From this point of view, it looks like she’s seconds away from giving me a blowjob, and the sight alone makes me groan.
Her eyes are heavy with lust and all I can think is that she’s beautiful. She moves, bringing her leg over my hips, and then she straddles me, pressing her pussy down on my cock.
Fuuuuck. I almost come in my pants and there’s clothes between us. I’m going to lose my load like a teenager the second I push inside her wet heat.
“You keep looking at me like that, and we’re going gto have a problem,” I growl, knowing I’m seconds away from taking her.
“What kind of problem?” she purrs, she fucking purrs.
She sounds like carnal sex, and I’d gladly follow her through the gates of hell.
“The rock hard kind that’s going to be reckless and hot,” I say, thrusting my hips up so she can feel me.
She moans a deep, seductive sound that shatters the last of my control, and I can’t stop myself from grinding my cock against her pussy.
Grabbing her hips, I throw her onto her back and leaning over her, I growl, “We’re playing with fire.”
She presses closer to me and whispers, “Then incinerate me.”
That’s all it takes for me to forget about taking it slow. She looks like every heavenly sin wrapped seductively in a bow of lust.
Her hands crawl up my chest, and when she reaches my jaw, she starts to pull me towards her. I can see it in her eyes, she’s going to kiss me, and for a second, I contemplate letting her be the one to kiss me first. But then the caveman in me comes out, needing to be the one who kisses her so I can propose to her.
I move my head at the last minute and trail my lips over her jaw. When I reach her neck, I take small bites of her soft skin, wanting to leave my mark on every inch of her beautiful skin.
I skim over the tops of her breasts, not sure how far we should take this. If it were up to me, I would’ve been balls deep in her already. She might just want to fool around.
She lifts her hips, pressing hard against me and it makes me see stars. We both groan, and if she does that again, I’m not going to last. I grab hold of her hips with the intention of keeping her still, but that goes out the window when she starts to slowly grind herself against me.
“Logan,” she whispers my name in the most amazing way, breathing faster as her movement speeds up.
This is a side of Mia I didn’t even think could exist. Don’t get me wrong. I like it. I like it a lot. Fuck, just when I think she can’t be any more perfect, she surprises me.
Wanting to make her moan until she comes apart, I start trailing kisses down her neck, slowly working my way to the top of her breasts. I lick the swells of her breasts, until I reach her hard nipple. I suck it into my mouth, right through the material, which earns me one of those sweet moans.
She buries her hands in my hair, her back arching as she offers herself to me. I’ve dreamt about this night for so long, but not one of those fantasies has anything on the real thing.
Resting one arm next to her head, I stare down at her. Her fingers brush lightly up and down my arms, and I feel her love for me in every touch, see it in every look.
Wanting to make this moment last as long as possible, I slowly start to lean down. When I feel her breaths bursting over my lips, I stop, just taking it all in.
“Don’t move,” I whisper.
I move my hand down from her breasts, until I reach her panties. I drink in every breath as I cup her for the first time. Her lips part as she sucks in a breath of air, and I can almost taste her.
I keep my hand still over her, watching as the emotions play over her face. She’s perfect. She fits just right against my body, in my life, but mostly in my soul.
I close the last of the distance between us and my heart almost explodes when our lips touch. Her breath hitches and I feel her trembling. She knows what this kiss means. I don’t devour her the way I want to but pull back so I can see those eyes that brought me to my knees.
“You make me happier than I ever thought I could be. If you let me, I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way. Marry me, Mia, so we can go to the movies and sit in the back row, making out like teenagers. So that we can spend our weekends sleeping in late, because we’ve spend the whole night making love. I choose you, and I’ll choose you over and over. Every single minute of my life I’ll choose you in a heartbeat, without any doubt. I choose you now, and I’ll choose you in fifty years. I promise to never regret choosing you, but to remind you every single day of why you’re the one. I promise to protect you, but above all, to protect us.”
Tears are trailing down the sides of her temples, disappearing into her hair. Her breaths are deep and slow over her parted lips as if she’s trying to breathe in every one of my words.
“I choose you, too,” she whispers, bringing her hands to my neck and pulling me down.
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Our mouths crash into each other, sparking a scorching heat that’s strong enough to burn a lifetime.
She tastes amazing as our tongues dance together. This kiss is much more intense than the first one we shared, because now I know she’s mine.
Our tongues twist, and when I nip at her bottom lip, she takes a shuddering breath, just like the first time.
And just like the first time, I need more of her. I break the kiss and whisper, “I want you, Mia. I want you in every possible way.”
“I want you too, Logan. Make love to me?”
I don’t know what I did right to deserve her and I’ll spend my life treasuring this gift she’s giving me.
I undo the snap behind her back and slowly peel the material off, taking in the sight of her breasts. Not being able to prolong the moment, I take her left breast in my hand, in awe of how perfect she feels.
Needing to see all of her, I hook my fingers into her panties and drag them down her legs. When she’s naked beneath me, lust takes a back seat to awe. She’s everything … She’s my heaven. I shove my pants off, and kick it to the floor.
As I crawl back over her, her eyes dart down until they widen. Then she fucking licks her lips, as if she can’t wait to take me in her mouth.
“Fuck, you’re deadly in bed. But what a way to die.”
I trail hot kisses over her breasts, softly biting and tasting her creamy skin. Placing one hand on her hip, it’s overwhelming to feel her bare skin beneath my fingertips.
I lie down on top of her and watching her face, I press myself hard against her pussy.
She lets out a moan, and her breaths speed up. “Logan.” Her voice is filled with need and it’s a powerful thought, knowing she wants my cock inside of her just as badly as I want to be buried in her.
Her nails dig into my arms, and she pulls me down to her. Sliding my cock up and down her clit makes her body shudder underneath mine. I take her mouth hungrily, not being able to get enough of her taste. Her tongue starts a fast and hot assault on me. Every nerve ending in my body is alive because of this woman.
When I slip my hand between her legs and feel how wet and hot she is, I groan deep in my throat. I push a finger inside her, and her inner walls immediately try to suck me in further.
“I’ve wanted this for so long,” I groan.
I press the heel of my hand against her clit while slowly thrusting my finger into her tight pussy. Being this close to her does something to my heart. It’s as if she’s breaking it and putting it back together in a way only she’s able to. No one but her will be able to fill the cracks after this moment.
I rub my palm hard against her clit, as I thrust my finger deeper inside her. She gasps and her body tenses against me for a moment, before a moan escapes her lips.
Pushing my finger as deep as I can, I rub slow circles over her clit, giving her the friction she needs. She’s so damn tight. It’s going to feel amazing to be inside her. I know I won’t last very long.
I move slowly, watching every reaction to my touch play out over her face. She’s so damn responsive, it’s mesmerizing to watch.
She trails a hand down my abs, making a torturous path to my cock. Her delicate fingers wrap around my hard length, her thumb rubbing over the sensitive engorged head.
“Fuck, Mia. I’m not going to last long.” I bury my face in her hair. Every muscle in my body tightens, as I fight for control, so I don’t just slam into her to find my release.
She lifts her hips, and presses my cock against her clit, and keeps me trapped with her hand. I close my eyes to take in the feel of her. I start to move, sliding my cock up and down her pussy until I’m covered in her arousal.
“That’s … Logan, keep doing that,” she groans, as she grabs hold of my hip with her free hand, and presses my cock harder against her.
Needing to see her face as I make her orgasm for the first time, I push myself up, letting us touch only from our hips down. I watch my cock slide up and down, and the sight of the engorged head of my cock rubbing against her swollen clit, nearly does me in.
Her thighs squeeze against my sides, and I quickly bring my eyes to her face as she arches up, her lips parting as her breaths come faster.
“Logan,” she moans long and hard as her body tenses beneath mine. Wanting to feel her orgasm more than anything, I cover her body with mine, and before I can think clearly, I position my cock at her entrance and push my way inside of her. I fight to keep my eyes open, as I only manage to enter her with the head of my cock. She’s too fucking tight to enter in one long thrust. Her pussy greedily sucks at the head, taking me in another inch.
“Fuck,” I groan and it feels as if my balls are trembling from the strain of not moving. “Fuck, Mia.” The words are chocked out of me as she lifts her ass of the bed, taking me in another inch.
“Move! Please, move,” she begs, her body quivering underneath mine.
Slowly, I push deeper into her, before pulling back. I keep the slow pace, working myself deeper and deeper with each thrust of my hips. I almost blow my load just from finally being all the way inside her pussy.
One more thrust is all it takes for her lips to part on a silent O, while she comes on my dick. Feeling her thighs trembling against my sides, and her pussy gripping my cock, is fucking amazing.
I take her nipple between my teeth, biting down on her soft flesh as I pull out before slowly sinking balls deep again.
“I love you, Logan,” she whispers when she comes down from her orgasm.
Her cheeks are flushed, and the look on her face is so much more than love. It’s everything I feel for her, but what we don’t have words for. Now I understand why they call it making love.