Page 148 of Never Look Back (Redemption Hills 3)

I dipped back down between her thighs, hoisting her up so I could lick between her cleft, tongue stroking her asshole because I was going to take that, too.

Aster was an earthquake in my hands. Vibrating. Shaking. A tremor that would bring down her walls.

I slipped higher until I was back to sucking at her needy clit, and she was begging me all over again.

I pushed two fingers deep into her body, rubbed her in that place that had her losing all sanity. I pressed down on her lower stomach at the same time.

“Oh god, Logan…how…I didn’t think it was real…thought it was a dream.”

“It’s real, Little Star. It’s you and me.”

She came apart right then.

Beauty in my hands.

I led her through, as she tightened and quivered and floated toward the sky.

I held her there, whispering, “You’re mine. You’re mine.”

I was going to keep saying it until she understood it.

She slumped down, gasping for breath.

I eased my fingers out of her, then sat up higher so I could kiss her mouth.

Soft and slow.

Tender.

Because I saw the panic in her gaze, rising up from that place that had been broken apart.

“Wait right there.”

Pushing to standing, I moved into my bathroom where I started a bath in the massive tub because I was intent on taking care of this girl. On showing her what she deserved. Who she was and what she meant to me.

Maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised that when I walked back out to get her, Aster Rose was gone. I knew she was afraid.

She had to learn to trust this.

To trust me.

And how would I ever fully trust her if she never stayed?

TWENTY-THREE

ASTER

What was I doing?What was I doing?

I couldn’t stop shaking as I scrubbed my face with cold water in my bathroom.

Every choice I made seemed to bring me closer to disaster. But I couldn’t stop. Not when I was with Logan. Not when he was bringing it all to the surface.

The loss.

The grief.

The fear.

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