Page 111 of Sins or Secrets
“Fuck, Quinn… you’re so wet for me.”
I’m sure I’m soaked. He moves inside my core, pumping in and out the way he would if he was spearing me with his cock.
By the time he kisses his way down my body and pushes his tongue into my passage I come undone in his arms.
I come hard and scream into my release, coming on his face.
I can’t catch my breath and I don’t get a chance to because Logan Savage isn’t finished with me yet.
That seems to be the warm up. Us just getting started.
True to his name he pushes his tongue inside me like a savage and well and truly eats me out like I’m his last meal. Like he can’t get enough of me.
I come again, harder. And this time I push my whole body back into the bed and scream out a cry of ecstasy I’m sure pierces through the walls.
My body shudders from the delight that takes me, consumed by the scorching fire licking over every nerve.
I keep my gaze trained on Logan waiting for him to take off his clothes and join me on the bed. Only he doesn’t.
He finishes drinking me up, and stands with a noticeable bulge pressing through his shorts.
He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand and surprises me by taking a step back.
“Well that was a nice meal,” he says. “Have a good night.”
I straighten up quickly and glare at him. He’s leaving?
“Where are you going?”
“Home.”
“But we… you…” I don’t know what to say. Instead I pull the sheet over me to cover up to preserve some dignity. He’s leaving. “Why are you leaving?”
“Because that’s as close to professional as you’re going to get from me.”
“Going down on me is not professional.”
“Baby, I’m Logan Savage.” He replies as if that’s supposed to give me all the answers I need. It actually does. “When you work out what you want professional to mean for you, let me know.”
He winks at me and leaves without looking back.
I sulk back down on the bed cursing myself. I totally deserve that.
I can’t play with him the way I’ve been. Just because I don’t know if I’m coming or going doesn’t mean I have to drag him into my confused state of mind too.
My body still buzzes with the wild electric change.
At least my body knows what it wants and has no trouble making decisions for me.
So maybe I should just listen and obey.
* * *
Monday came and I was still thinking about those famous last words Logan left me with.
He and the question he posed to me haven’t left my mind along with a severe case of female blue balls. I can’t remember the last time I had to get myself off in the shower, and that was after he’d already eaten me out.
By lunch time I got myself worked up when Bree and I got a call from the designers letting us know they’d be here in a little under an hour to go over the floor and mirror selections for the dance studio.
