Page 30 of Every Sunset

“Lower your legs for me then. Keep your arms around my neck,” he instructed and I instantly complied, even more needy for him at his gentle command.

He slid his hand under the edge of my swimsuit at my thigh, and I gasped as that fire within me burned blindingly bright at simply the touch of his huge hand so close to my center.

. I gasped as he used his hand to cup me then squeaked with need when he simply held there for way too long for my liking.

“So eager, sweet girl,” he uttered against my ear, then he was kissing down my neck again.

“Please Logan!” I breathed. His lips found mine and he kissed me slowly and gently as he finally moved his hand, his wide fingers strumming over my clit exactly the way I needed him to.

He barely even had to apply any pressure to set off the climax of my life.

It had been so long, and I had been so worked up by the time he touched me.

He smothered my gentle cries of release with his kisses as I clung to him desperately, afraid to let him go as my body convulsed with an orgasm unlike any I had ever experienced.

I don’t remember when we stopped kissing, but as I came down from the high and back to reality I found my face pressed against his neck, my head resting on his shoulder as he continued to hold me, both of his arms wrapped back around me.

“Okay, sweetheart?” he asked gently as he started to rub his hand up and down my back.

“Yeah,” I sighed happily, then it hit me wht we’d just done, and worse- where we’d done it. Cat was laid down just feet from us, and her husband and Maddox were close by. What if they’d have walked in?

I sat up and looked around the pool with panic, but Cat was still out cold and the others were no where in sight.

“No one saw us,” he chuckled as he pulled me close again and pressed a hand on the back of my head until I settled back to the way we were, with my head on his shoulder. “Are you sure you’re alright?” he asked again.

“I’m sure,” I whispered. I lifted my head and kissed him chastely.

“I just can’t believe I did that here. I’m not…

.I mean, I wouldn’t usually….not so publicly,” I stuttered nervously.

I really wasn’t sure what I was supposed to say now.

I was used to the handful of guys I had slept with taking what they wanted and usually walking away right after.

That had been the first orgasm I ever even had that wasn’t by my own hand. Not that I was about to admit that.

“Sshh, it’s okay. Like I said, no one saw us.”

“I should go home. I must look a real mess now,” I laughed awkwardly.

“You look just as beautiful as you did when you came for me so perfectly,” he smiled as he smoothed some loose strands of my wet hair behind my ear. “You’re gorgeous, Anna, and so fucking sexy.”

“You can’t say that,” I gasped as I glanced over to Cat again, relieved she was still out.

“Why not, it’s true?” I couldn’t hold my smile in as he just watched me, waiting for my argument. But I didn’t want to argue. I had never been called beautiful, gorgeous, or sexy in my life, and even though I thought he exaggerated, I liked the way he made me feel.

“Anna?” I startled from the bubble Logan had me wrapped in and looked up startled to see Madd walking into the pool room. I tried to move away from Logan, but he wasn’t letting me go.

“What’s wrong?” I asked when I saw the tight set of his jaw. He had his cell in his hand which worried me more. Max. It had to be Max.

“Max called. I have to go and pick him up. A fight kicked off at the party,” Madd told me.

Oh God. I pushed away from Logan and backed away as nausea rose in my stomach. I’d done it again. I’d been mixed up in my own selfish needs, and I’d let my son down again!

“Is he hurt? Is he okay?” I gasped as I tried to run through the water over to the ladder to climb out. I lost my footing almost instantly and would have crashed into the water if Logan hadn’t been there to grab me, fast as lightning.

“Easy, sweetheart. Let me help you out, okay?” Logan soothed.

“Maddox! Is he okay?” I cried as I ignored Logan and looked to his brother.

“He’s fine, Anna. Just breathe. He managed to break the fight up, but the parents called an end to the party.

That’s all. He told me he wasn’t hurt,” Maddox told me firmly as he knelt at the side of the pool with a towel in his arms. Before I even knew what was going on, Logan had lifted me into the air and Maddox grabbed me, wrapping me in the towel, then standing with me pressed against him.

I grabbed the edges of the towel and started to dry off as fast as I could, puling away from Madd in the process. I was already half on with the hoody I arrived in when Logan climbed out and stood beside me.

“I’m coming with you,” I told Maddox flatly.

“There’s no need, Anna,” Madd argued.

“I’m coming, Maddox.”

“We’ll all go,” Logan spoke up, We both pulled on clothes hurriedly, me not even stopping to shed my wet swimsuit beneath. I just needed to get to my son. I was already regretting letting him go to the damned party.

“You’re not even dry, Anna,” Maddox said as I struggled to putt my jean shorts up my wet legs, but I didn’t care. All I could think of was that night at our apartment weeks before. All I could see was my son, stood terrified and in shock and that terror filled look on his face.

“We have to go!” I cried frantically as I finally got the shorts up and ran for the door, assuming it would be faster to go through the house to get to the car on the drive.

“Everything okay, man?” I gasped and skidded on wet tile as I tried to stop at the appearance of Tate in the doorway. I managed to remain on my feet, but only just.

“We just need to go and pick Max up,” Logan spoke up as Maddox came right over to me and took my shaking hand in his.

“I guess I should probably get sleeping beauty home too,” Tate laughed as he moved past me and went to gather Cat up into his arms.

“You okay to drive?” Maddox asked.

“All good. I only had a couple of beers.”

“Can we just go?” I demanded, knowing how rude I seemed, but I needed to get to my son. Adrenaline was surging within me and I knew it wouldn’t settle until I laid eyes on Max and saw for myself he was safe.

“We’ll meet you at the car,” Maddox said to Logan, then he was ushering me from the pool room and through the house.

“Jesus, you’re shaking like a leaf,” Maddox remarked as he reached for me when I stumbled out of the front door, and pulled me into his side. “Just try to calm down. I spoke to him, and he’s okay. The parents there won’t let him leave until we get there to pick him up.”

“I never should have let him go. I have to stop screwing up!” I hissed more to myself than to Madd.

“You didn’t screw anything up. He’s a teenager. He’s going to want to go to parties and shit. You can’t keep him home with you forever, Anna.”

“I just want to keep him safe!”

“Of course you do, but he’s a teenage boy.

Even as responsible as Max is, he will get into scrapes like this.

It’s what teenagers do. I think you should be proud that he was the one breaking the fight up, instead of one of the ones starting it.

He’s a good kid and he has a smart head on his shoulders. You raised him right.”

I didn’t reply, because I didn’t know what else to say.

Instead I got into the passenger seat of the car with a little help from Maddox, and buckled my seat belt.

My anxiety wouldn’t abate and I was wringing my hands almost painfully as Maddox got into the car too, and we waited for Logan to join us.

I knew Maddox was right about Max being responsible and smart. I trusted my son to make good decisions, but Maddox didn’t know what Max had been through. No one but me did. Max was traumatized and who knew how a fight breaking out could have affected him after what he had been through?

It was my fault. All my fault. Had Max called me first?

I didn’t know because I didn’t even know where I’d left my cell.

I hadn’t seen it since I went home to get changed into the swimsuit, so I’d likely forgotten it there.

How could I do that? I’d had too much to drink and I’d shirked my responsibility to my kid in my selfish pursuit of what exactly?

Having fun? Getting off? I was so angry with myself for fucking up again. Max deserved so much better than me.