Page 89 of Best Kept Secret
“Come for me, baby,” I plead.
“Where do you want my cum, Red?” he croaks, his throat tight, words gruff.
“On your stomach,” I say breathlessly. “Make a beautiful mess all over yourself so I can see exactly what I’m missing.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, babe,” he grits out. “You ready for me? You ready to see exactly what you do to me, babe?”
“Yes!” I cry, desperate to see him come. “Come, baby. Make that big, beautiful cock explode for me.”
“Fuck!” Logan shouts, and the camera shudders a little, but then I see him lose it, ropes of cum spurting from the head of his thick cock as he works himself through his orgasm, groaning a string of muttered expletives.
He’s still and quiet for a moment, and I know he’s collecting himself. But then his camera flips and I see his gorgeous face, his hazy eyes, flushed cheeks and those beautiful lips I love more than life itself, smirking at me.
“Fuck, Red,” he chokes out, smoothing his mussed hair back from his face. “I’m a fuckin’ mess.”
“Show me,” I beg. “Please?”
With a low chuckle, he turns the phone, showing me the mess of himself splattered over his abs and that dreamy V of his pelvis. He’s a fucking masterpiece.
“Oh, I wish I was there to lick it all up.” I sigh forlornly.
“Chrissake, baby.” Logan groans. “You’re going to be the fucking death of me with a mouth like that.” He turns the camera back to his face, and his eyes sparkle with mirth, lids heavy with exhaustion.
“You should sleep, babe.”
“I need a shower,” he gruffs with a sly smirk. “I’m covered in my own cum. Even my phone has fucking jizz on it.”
I bite back a smug smile.
“I want you in my bed tonight, Red.” Logan’s eyes are serious. “And every night. You sleep in my bed. With me from now on. And when I’m not there, you keep it warm for me, okay baby?”
Is he asking me to…
“Move your shit out of the guest room and into my room.Ourroom.” He steadies me with an arched brow. “Got it?”
My cheeks heat as my heart dips, a smile ghosting my lips. “Got it.”
“I love you,” Logan whispers.
I close my eyes on a contented sigh. “I love you.”
CHAPTER 40
MILLIE
Stepping off the elevator on my way back to the office after lunch, my phone vibrates, and I grin down at it like a lunatic when I see the notification is from Logan. He’s coming home tomorrow, and I can’t wait. Five days is way too long without him.
L: Got you something [image]
I gasp at the image of the tiny Nutella jar keyring he’s holding in the picture he just sent me, his smile proud, eyes sparkling.
Me: OMG I love it!
L: Made me think of you.
Me: You’re my favorite person.
L: Right back at ya, babe.
