Page 48 of Whatever You Want

“You have me, Logan. Take me. I’m all yours.”

I dipped my fingers inside her wetness. Her eyes flickered up at me, holding me captive. Everything I’d hoped to find, and all I’d ever wanted, was right here. It’s never been like this with anyone. Where I’ve been this needy, where I would beg for any piece of her I could get.

I leaned over and grabbed the condom out of my nightstand. “Promise to tell me if this is too much.”

She gave me a slow smile. “Feeling confident, are you?”

A small laugh escaped. “I just want to make you feel good.”

I only wanted to bring her pleasure. The last thing I wanted was for her to feel pain.

“I trust you, Logan, but the only thing I’m questioning right now is what’s taking you so long.”

I bent down and kissed her. She was perfect, but as much as I loved kissing her, I was ready to get acquainted with other parts of her body.

Once I was fully covered, I shifted forward and entered her. My eyes slid shut the second I felt her heat wrap around me. She felt like heaven, and I wanted to stay still, inside her, forever. Gripping her hips, I slowly began gliding in and out, I wanted to go deeper, but I kept my strokes measured and controlled.

We kissed and touched as our bodies moved together in a rhythm that had me craving to explore every part of her. I watched her facial expressions, not wanting to miss a thing. My hips rocked into her, taking everything she was willing to give me.

Ava’s hands went to my hair, pulling and tugging at the ends. She stretched around me as I braced my arms alongside her head. The headboard banged against the wall in sync with our movements. There was something about having her here, in my bed. In my space, that made me frantic. I dropped my forehead to hers, trying to draw out this feeling as long as I could. We moved, each of us chasing and searching for that same release. My hips pounded into her, hitting that spot that would send her over the edge.

Every nerve ending inside me tightened. I threw my head back, knowing that I was headed to the point of no return. Each thrust grew deeper and more impatient. My hands went to her hips, needing something to hold on to. I slowed my rhythm to a torturous pace, sliding in and out. There was no way I was coming without her. I’d fuck her all night long if I had to.

“God, that feels so good. I can feel you everywhere,” she whispered, hooking her leg around my back.

I pinned her hands to the bed, holding her in place. “You’re going to feel even better in a second.” I drove in deep, increasing my rhythm. I was never going to be able to sleep in this bed again without thinking of this moment. My breathing grew uneven with each thrust. She was so damn tight that I had to change my angle so I could slide in deeper. Her nails dug into my back as I pushed her further into oblivion.

Ava squeezed herself around my shaft and fell apart with my name on her lips. That little move broke whatever restraint I had left. My thighs shook, and my shoulders tensed as I finished off inside her. She clung to me, allowing the aftershocks to settle down.

It took a few minutes to get my breathing under control, and I rolled to the side so I wouldn’t crush her. My gaze dragged over her features, taking her in before planting a kiss to her lips.

“Wow.” She sighed, snuggling into my arms. Never in my life had I been so content. So sated and blissfully happy. I pulled her close and stroked her shoulder with my thumb.

“Are you okay?” I didn’t want her to overthink or regret what just happened. But the longer we laid there, and the longer I held her, the more I questioned how much of her heart still remained with him and how much she would be able to give to me.

She ran her fingers down my chest in lazy patterns. “I think you exceeded my expectations and that never happens.”

“Is that so?” I grinned.

“Logan.” Her expression sobered. “I care about you, a lot, but I’m still a work in progress.” She swallowed and shifted her eyes away from me. “This relationship isn’t always going to be easy, as a matter-of-fact, I can guarantee that things will get bumpy. I need you to promise me that you’ll hang on, even when I give you every reason to push me away.”

I moved up on my elbows to support my weight and dropped my mouth down to hers. “I promise to always hang on because letting go isn’t an option.”

My eyes opened, and it took me a minute to remember where I was. I adjusted my head on the pillow and ran my hands along the blue comforter. Logan’s leg was covering mine, one arm was draped along my waist, and the other was trapped underneath his pillow.

A lock of hair rested over his forehead as he snored softly next to me. His scruff seemed darker and thicker than it was last night. I brought my fingertips up to his eyebrow to push the hair aside. He stirred at my touch as I watched him sleep like a stalker. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. I should feel sated and worn out, but when he ran his hand along my back and curved it around my behind, a need sparked back to life.

“Morning.” His smile was lazy and automatic.

“Good morning.” I found myself smiling back. I was afraid things would be awkward, but the guilt and the mixed feelings I expected, never came.

“Any regrets?” he asked, his gaze raking over my face.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. “None.”

His hand snaked around the back of my head, pulling me in for a slow, lazy kiss. One of the things I loved about Logan was his attentiveness. Every touch, every kiss, every caress restored something inside me. He was bringing me back to life, one kiss, one touch at a time.

“Good, because I like waking up to you in my bed.” He cupped my ass and pulled me tight against him. His teeth scraped against mine, and that’s when it hit me. I tore my mouth from his.

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