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“Alright, come on.” I take them both over to the grill and get them each a plate, then help them both with condiments before also helping them with their sides. When we’re finished, we take a seat at the picnic tables with a couple of the other kids who are eating, and Cat comes over to join us, obviously sensing that Logan and Billie need a minute alone. I sit with them, but keep an eye across the yard. I hate that the two of them are going to have to deal with this whole Aaron situation, but if there is one thing I know, it’s that Kristy will be better off in the end, and so will the kids.
Twenty-Seven
LOGAN
“Hey,” is all Nalia gets out before I wrap my hand around her throat, curl my arm around her waist, and pull her flush against me while capturing her mouth with mine. With the kids at school during the day, I’ve been coming over around the time she has lunch and taking full advantage of having her all to myself. Like always, she doesn’t hesitate to open for me, and my tongue slides against hers. Groaning, I back her into the house and kick the door closed. She tastes like the candy she’s always eating, and I’ve become addicted to it. Fuck that, I’m just addicted to her.
“Oh,” she whispers when I arch her over my arm and skim my teeth down her throat moving us down the hallway to her bedroom,.
“I missed you.” I nip at her jaw then hiss when she gets my jeans unbuttoned and wraps her fist around me.
“Me too.” She pumps me once before she’s forced to let me go as I shove her back onto the bed. Looking down at her, I reach over my head and pull off my tee, then lean forward and smile. The short dress with a low bodice and thin straps she's wearing is cute and leaves little to no work for me to get to her. I take advantage as I drop forward and kiss her, then drag my mouth down her throat to the front of her dress and cup her breast.
“Logan.” She lifts her legs to the back of my thighs and pulls me forward while her fingers slide through my hair. Dragging down the thin straps at her shoulders, I free her breasts, her dark nipples tightening in the cool air. I pull one into my mouth before doing the same to the other as she arches into me. Leaving her breast, I lift the skirt of her dress, exposing the lace of her underwear and her flat stomach, then kiss my way down, dipping my tongue into her navel while my fingers slide the wet lace covering her aside.
“Fuck, I love how wet you get for me.” My fingers slide across her clit, and she spreads her legs further while lifting her hips to get closer to my mouth. “So greedy.” I grin before burying my face between her legs, giving her what she wants. Using my fingers and tongue, I explore the outer lips of her pussy, then wrap my lips around her clit and pull it into my mouth at the same time pressing two fingers deep inside of her. My cock aches as I pull the first orgasm from her, and I’m so fucking hard by the time I get the second that I’m worried I’ll come in my jeans just from eating her out.
On the edge of losing my fucking mind, I wipe my mouth on her thigh and get to my feet. The sight of her spread out across the bed with her hair a mess, her top pulled down, making her full breasts visible over the white material, and her dress up around her waist is a fantasy I didn’t even know I had. Gritting my teeth, I grab my cock and squeeze.
“Are you going to fuck me or stare at me?”
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you.” I flip her to her belly, listening to her gasp.
“Logan.”
“Hush.” I lift the back of her dress, then tear her underwear down her thighs, and they catch on her knees as I step forward and free myself fully from my jeans. I don’t even attempt to take it slow. I enter her in one quick thrust, and her head flies back, sending her hair cascading down her back. Grabbing hold of her ass, I start to fuck her hard, the sound of our skin slapping together, my heavy breathing, and hers the only thing I can hear.
“Logan,” she cries when I grab her shoulder and yank her up to her knees, going deeper, harder.
“You need to come, baby,” I growl when her pussy clenches around my cock, causing my balls to draw tight. She does it again, her pussy pulsing, making my knees weak. “Seriously, baby.” I slide my hand between her legs and find her clit with my middle finger.
“Oh god, Logan.” She reaches back for me as her body begins to shake and she comes.
“Thank fuck,” I bite out, grinding my hips into hers before losing myself deep inside of her. Breathing heavy, she falls back against me, going limp and I reach down, grabbing her dress, and lifting it up over her head. I toss it to the floor, then help her get under her blanket before I kick off my jeans and join her.
Rolling into her as she lays her head on my chest, I close my eyes and bury my face in her hair. Even though I’ve seen her every day for weeks and only had her in my arms one night, I miss her sleeping next to me like it’s a limb I lost.
“I want to talk to you about something,” I say after a few minutes.
“What's that?” she asks, sounding a little sleepy.
“How do you feel about you and Zuri staying over Saturday?” I ask, and can tell by the way her body stiffens, she's caught off-guard by the question.
“I don’t know,” she mumbles. “Don’t you think it’s a little too soon for that?”
“Do you?”
“I’m not sure, I guess I haven’t really thought about it.” She leans back so she can look at me. “How do you think Billie and Cooper would feel about us staying the night?”
“You two are over every day after school and stay until after dinner. I’m not sure they’d really think much about it.”
“But all of us having dinner together is a lot different than Zuri and me sleeping over.”
“How about you talk to Zuri? I’ll talk to Billie and Coop and see how they feel.”
“Okay,” she agrees, worrying the inside of her cheek.
“It’s going to happen eventually, baby,” I slide a chunk of her hair behind her ear. “And as much as I’ve loved our daytime hookups recently and having you at my place in the evenings, I want you in my bed.”
