Page 73 of Seduced at Stevens Street

Logan asks me where I want to go, and I tell him home. We hop on his bike and head to the gym. I replay last night, and how Logan made me feel at the club. Even though he had a reputation of being a man-whore, I am so happy I gave him a chance. I wouldn’t trade my Texan Dom for anything.

When we arrive at the gym, Logan tells me to head upstairs, that he wants to share the news about Susan and Marco with Andy.

I headed up to the apartment and decided I needed a shower. The hot water running over my body is soothing. I take a few deep breaths and start to relax. As I am washing my hair, I hearthe shower door open. Large strong arms pull me into a rock-hard chest.

“Sugar, let me wash you and take care of you.”

I comply with his request and enjoy the administration of his hands while he washes every inch of my body.

Logan shuts off the water, opens the door and grabs a towel and begins to dry my body, taking his time in the areas that he knows turns me on. After I am dry, he tells me to put on whatever is comfortable and head to the kitchen.

The table is set, and the food smells delicious. Logan enters the kitchen and tells me to sit down, and he will take care of the rest. After we finish dinner, we retire to the bedroom for another evening of the most earth-shattering lovemaking I have ever felt.

“Gia, I love you,” Logan whispers.

“And I love you, Logan,” I whisper back.

The End