Page 95 of My Destiny

“You mean it?” He looks up at me with a weak smile on his face. “Because I’m not going to lie, you almost fucking killed me just now.”

I throw back my head and burst out laughing, eventually pulling myself together enough to reach for his hand. “We can walk the rest of the way. I’m tired too.”

“I call bullshit on that one. You’re just trying to make me feel better.” He links his fingers with mine as we take the short route back to his apartment building. “You have as much energy as that damn Energizer Bunny. You just keep on keeping on.”

“My legs still feel like jelly,” Logan says as we step into the shower.

“Aww, poor thing.” Although I still feel for him, I have to fight back my smile. Reaching for the body wash, I squirt some into my hand. “You’ll build up your stamina in time.”

“I don’t think so. That’s the first and last time I ever go running with you.”

“You’re quitting already?”

“I have a renewed admiration for runners after this morning.”

“You mean the pansies?”

“Okay, maybe I was quick to judge.”

“Yes, you were.”

Stepping back into the stream, he lets the hot water wash over him. The water glistens against his olive skin, which only seems to accentuate every one of his delicious muscles. “This feels so good.”

“Let me wash you.”

“My arms are fine. It’s my legs.”

“I want to do this.”

“You’re just looking for a reason to put your hands on me.”

“Am I that transparent,” I say, laughing. Placing my palms flat on his chest, I move my hands in a circular motion across his shoulders, over his pecs, and down his defined abs. “You shouldn’t be so irresistible.”

“Is that so?” When my fingers move a little lower and my eyebrows rise, he quickly captures my wrists. “I have no energy left for that.”

“For what?” I say, playing innocent.

“Don’t play coy with me, Miss Ryan. I’ve seen that look before.”

“Just relax, then, and let me do all the work.”

“Jesus,” he groans as my fingers wrap around his shaft, moving up and down in long calculated strokes. “Are you trying to finish me off?”

“Yes, but not in the way you’re thinking.”

I fall to my knees and take him in my mouth.

“Brooke,” he groans as he places his hands on either side of my head to still me. A primal growl comes from the back of his throat as he slowly rocks his hips and pumps into my mouth.

“Mmm,” I moan.

“Oh god, do that again.”

“Mmm.”

“Yes. That sends vibrations down my cock.” Pleasing him is such a turn on.

His movements quicken, and I know he’s close, but he suddenly withdraws. Placing his hands under my arms, he effortlessly lifts me to my feet. “I need to be inside you.” He backs me into the wall and raises my body off the ground. “Wrap your legs around me.”