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Story: Ex's Accidental Baby
I pull her close, my arms around her waist, and she looks up at me with a smirk.
“We can’t get dirty! I’m trying to be clean.”
I drop to my knees.
“Then let me clean you up, princess.”
ChapterEleven
MEREDITH
I gasp,putting my hand in Logan’s long hair. It’s loose and damp around his shoulders, and he groans against me as I tug it slightly, putting him where I want him.
I let out a long moan when he laps across my clit, and it's only a few minutes before I’m coming, panting, my hips twitching toward him.
Logan stands up, at half mast and with his mouth and chin covered in me, and my face burns as I step aside to let him under the water spray.
I think about returning the favor, but Logan’s phone rings on the nightstand, and he cocks his head, hearing the faint sound.
“I should probably get that. Work stuff.”
I pout. “No work on weekends.”
He snorts. “I wish that was how it worked, princess, but not for me.”
He steps out and grabs a towel, rushing toward his phone, and I stand under the hot spray, washing my hair and just enjoying the water.
I’m sore between my legs, and my throat feels bruised in different places from Logan’s marks, but I’m not sure if I’ve ever felt better.
I hate that Logan makes me so happy just with a couple of days in bed.
By the time I’m finished, I expect Logan to be off the phone, but he isn’t, pacing around on the balcony.
I frown, wondering if something is wrong. I put on a robe and towel dry my hair before opening the balcony and listening.
“I understand,” Logan is saying. “And yes, of course, I’d love to be in business with you, Grayson, but?—”
Oh crap. That’s my brother.
Grayson being Logan’s best friend is one of the many reasons we had to hide our relationship when we were teenagers, and if my brother found out that we were sleeping together even now, he’d freak out.
Grayson pretends to be evolved. He even cut Mother out of his life because she’s such a snob, she’d rather have him hurting forever than be with the woman he loves, and Mother got away with it for years before he finally found out. She even tried to do it again when Gray brought Lilian back along with Max.
But I don’t know if he really understands things. Honestly, I don’t think either of us can truly understand Logan and what he went through.
For all their faults, our parents at least never beat the crap out of us. Dad preferred to spend his days working, and Mother was always a social butterfly that was more concerned about status and what others thought than about our feelings.
Logan, on the other hand, only knew neglect of the painful kind.
I slowly and quietly shut the balcony sliding door and sit down on the edge of the bed, my lip caught between my teeth.
I could go right now. I could leave and end all of this. It’s going to be over tomorrow anyway, and this way, I don’t have to watch him walk away from me.
But I stay seated on the bed until Logan comes back inside, and then I crawl under the covers.
He chuckles. “We just got up; you can’t be tired already.”
“You wore me out.”
“We can’t get dirty! I’m trying to be clean.”
I drop to my knees.
“Then let me clean you up, princess.”
ChapterEleven
MEREDITH
I gasp,putting my hand in Logan’s long hair. It’s loose and damp around his shoulders, and he groans against me as I tug it slightly, putting him where I want him.
I let out a long moan when he laps across my clit, and it's only a few minutes before I’m coming, panting, my hips twitching toward him.
Logan stands up, at half mast and with his mouth and chin covered in me, and my face burns as I step aside to let him under the water spray.
I think about returning the favor, but Logan’s phone rings on the nightstand, and he cocks his head, hearing the faint sound.
“I should probably get that. Work stuff.”
I pout. “No work on weekends.”
He snorts. “I wish that was how it worked, princess, but not for me.”
He steps out and grabs a towel, rushing toward his phone, and I stand under the hot spray, washing my hair and just enjoying the water.
I’m sore between my legs, and my throat feels bruised in different places from Logan’s marks, but I’m not sure if I’ve ever felt better.
I hate that Logan makes me so happy just with a couple of days in bed.
By the time I’m finished, I expect Logan to be off the phone, but he isn’t, pacing around on the balcony.
I frown, wondering if something is wrong. I put on a robe and towel dry my hair before opening the balcony and listening.
“I understand,” Logan is saying. “And yes, of course, I’d love to be in business with you, Grayson, but?—”
Oh crap. That’s my brother.
Grayson being Logan’s best friend is one of the many reasons we had to hide our relationship when we were teenagers, and if my brother found out that we were sleeping together even now, he’d freak out.
Grayson pretends to be evolved. He even cut Mother out of his life because she’s such a snob, she’d rather have him hurting forever than be with the woman he loves, and Mother got away with it for years before he finally found out. She even tried to do it again when Gray brought Lilian back along with Max.
But I don’t know if he really understands things. Honestly, I don’t think either of us can truly understand Logan and what he went through.
For all their faults, our parents at least never beat the crap out of us. Dad preferred to spend his days working, and Mother was always a social butterfly that was more concerned about status and what others thought than about our feelings.
Logan, on the other hand, only knew neglect of the painful kind.
I slowly and quietly shut the balcony sliding door and sit down on the edge of the bed, my lip caught between my teeth.
I could go right now. I could leave and end all of this. It’s going to be over tomorrow anyway, and this way, I don’t have to watch him walk away from me.
But I stay seated on the bed until Logan comes back inside, and then I crawl under the covers.
He chuckles. “We just got up; you can’t be tired already.”
“You wore me out.”
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