Page 45 of The Star

He slides two fingers into me quickly, his other hand coming up to thread through my hair once more. He pushes my head down into his neck, then starts fucking me with his hand. My entire body lights up, going tense and tightening as he jackhammers the digits inside me.

“Oh, fuck,” I cry into his neck, pressing my teeth to his skin as he plunges inside of my pussy, his mouth finding my ear.

“Don’t make me wait for it, Logan.” He presses his thumb to my clit as his fingers continue to slam in and out of me. “Let me feel you come on my fingers again.”

My hips grind the best they can as moans fall from my mouth into the flesh of his neck.

“Carson,”I cry, falling over the edge. My pussy tightens on his fingers, his thumb pressing heavy circles against the bud of nerves between my legs, making my orgasm steal my voice and breath as my body shakes.

twenty-three

CARSON

The clock on the dashboard of my Jeep reads 3:42am when we finally head home. I don’t put on any music this time, just in case Logan wants to go to sleep or something on the ride, but she doesn’t lean her head down or anything. She just sits there, watching the road in front of us, like the streetlights are the most captivating thing she’s ever seen.

After ten minutes of silence, she finally breaks it. “What happens now?”

I turn my head for a second to find her staring at me. “What do you mean?”

With my attention back on the road, she throws her legs up on the dash and sighs a little. “I mean, are you going to go back to being a dick to me, or what?”

I grip the steering wheel, considering her question as I make a left turn. Words escape me, because I don’t have the answer she’s looking for. I don’t know if I can say the things she wants to hear.

I take a breath. “I don’t know.”

“Okay.” She pulls her phone from her lap and hits the Bluetooth button on my stereo. “I think we should just go back to ignoring each other.”

My eyebrows pull down, not liking that response, even though mine was no better. “Oh?”

“Yup.” She pops theP, pressing a button on her phone to turn on some music. “I mean, we don’t really like each other anyways, right?”

I stop at a red light, and finally get the opportunity to look at her to see if her body language matches up with her words. I’m disappointed when she’s sat casually in the seat, scrolling through her phone. She doesn’t seem to be bullshitting me. If she is, then she’s really good at it.

The light turns green, so I face the road again as I pull through the intersection, finally answering her. “Right.”

“I’m glad you agree.” She leans forward, and I catch her grinning as she turns the knob on the stereo to turn the music up, officially ending our conversation.

Fucking message received.

Ten minutes later, I pull into my parking spot in our driveway and turn off the ignition. We both sit in the dark, silent car for a few heartbeats before she finally speaks.

“Thanks for tonight.” She looks at me, a smile lighting up her whole face. “You were right, I needed it.”

I give her a closed-lipped smile. “I’m always right.”

She rolls her eyes, huffing a laugh. “Look, our parents are getting married soon. Not to mention, you have a girlfriend, and things are really complicated right now in my life. So let’s just try to be civil.”

I give her a confused look. “Was me taking you to my secret beach spot and making you come tonight not me being civil?”

“Now that you mention it, we probably shouldn’t hook up again. Complicated, and all that, you know?”

I pull the keys from the ignition. “You’re being weird, go inside.”

“Carson.” She puts a hand on my arm before I can push my door open and get out. “I’m being serious, no more hooking up.”

“Don’t hook up with my friends, then.” I flash her a smile.

“Who am I supposed to hook up with?” she asks.

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