Page 56 of Secret Baby With My Brother's Best Friend

I moaned, twirling my waist and urging him on as his fingers traveled deeper, and I felt the overwhelming sensation in my clit and released with a curdling moan. I squirted so forcefully that I nearly lost consciousness. Without a moment of hesitation, he slurped my juices with his lips like he was drinking through a straw, and proceeded to enter me.

"Ah!" I grunted, feeling my tightness wrap around his dick so hard. Logan slowly moved in and out of me, his hand grabbing my hip as he slammed deeper. Logan leaned over, groping my back as he filled me up with his dick, sucking my boobs and increasing his pace. Logan fucked me harder with no restraint, pumping in and out of me. He gripped my hips. Tightly and I sunk my nails in his butt, meeting his every thrust.

With one last thrust, Logan slammed into me, and I shut my eyes, giving into the wave of my orgasm. Logan came with a loud moan and with such a force that I could feel him tremble, our combined juices dripping down my legs. He rolled over trying to catch his breath. I watched him, a smile hanging on my lips as the irony of the situation hit me.

Suddenly, my phone blared on the table. It sounded almost like a miracle. I hadn't heard my phone ring in days. "Wow! Looks like the network is finally back," Logan said, and I turned to my side, reaching for it. I glanced at the screen, Amanda flashed on the screen, and I impulsively hung up instantly..what the hell was I doing? I needed to take this call in private.

"I thought you had a call?" Logan asked after a minute. He was watching me, and I dropped the phone on the table after putting it on silent. It wasn't a call I could answer in Logan's presence.

"The network vanished again," I lied. I didn't wish to lie, but I didn't really have much of a choice either.

"Oh! I guess you could try calling back later."

That was the plan. I was going to call Amanda when he wasn't here, but first I needed to get him to leave first. "Yeah. I will. So, what are we having today? I'm quite starved."

"I have no idea. I'll go check the kitchen," he said, throwing on a t-shirt and shorts before heading out.

The minute Logan stepped outside the room, I waited for a bit before picking up my phone to call Amanda. She had left several missed calls already after the first call. I dialed the number and pressed the phone to my ear, waiting, but nothing happened—the phone was switched off. Weird. I dialed the number again and again, but nothing changed. Her phone was still turned off, and it had me on edge.

Was everything okay back home? I wonder, feeling worried. I dropped the phone on the bedside table and went to clean up and get ready for the day. When I returned from the bathroom, Logan was back, and my chance to call Harper was gone. Later that afternoon, I left Logan and tried calling Amanda again, but it still didn't go through. I worried more.

The following morning we packed our stuff and got ready to leave. Logan settled the bills, and we said our goodbyes to Haley before returning to the road. The drive back to the hotel was long but fun, although I slept through half the journey and can't remember anything actually happening the entire ride. I just couldn't wait to just get back to my hotel room and fall asleep—I was exhausted.

The car arrived at the hotel sometime in the late afternoon. I was relieved as we descended from the vehicle and entered the hotel. It was comforting to be back and even more comforting to know that Logan had been the one to ask me to stay. I grinned, holding hands with Logan as we walked down the reception to the elevator.

As we neared the elevator, chatting away. I heard the familiar voice cut through the air with a mid-shout, "Mom!"

I stopped in my tracks, letting go of Logan's hands. I spun around and saw Cassie running toward me at full sprint. What? I stood stunned, watching the distance between us grow smaller. Cassie crashed into me, wrapping her arms around my legs and breathing heavily. "Mom!" she cried, holding me tightly.

Amanda popped up behind her and slowed down when she saw me.

"Miss Harper," Amanda called.

Cassie pulled back. "I was worried about you. I thought something bad happened to you because there was a storm on the news, and we couldn't call you. I was scared, Mommy.." she hugged me again.

"What the hell is going on?" I heard Logan suddenly ask from behind me. I had almost forgotten that he was still there. Cassie pulled back at the sound of his voice, and I turned to him blankly. My heart was racing. "What's going on, Harp, and why does the kid keep calling you Mom?"

My lips quivered, and my eyes darted between him and Cassie. "Because…she is my daughter."

"What? You have a daughter?" he quizzed, perplexed. I watched as Logan was stunned and proceeded to stare at Cassie in a state of shock. He glared into her eyes, as if he could see something familiar in her.

"Can we go somewhere else to talk in private?" I suggested, still holding Cassie.

Logan nodded and went ahead of me on the elevator, having the most confused look on his face. I turned to Amanda. "Can you please wait with Cassie? I'll be back soon."

"Yeah. Sure."

"Thanks," I mumbled as I waited for the next elevator to take upstairs to Logan's hotel room. As I reached the door, I had to pause and take the deepest breath I possibly could, as I knew that this moment of truth was about to change everything. I knocked on the door, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited.

I heard the door unbolt from within, and the door flew open in seconds. Logan disappeared into the room, and I entered, closing the door behind me. Logan sat on his bed, looking at me.

The silence was palpable. We simply stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. I inched closer to him, until I was able to sit next to him on the bed. I placed my hand on his, whispered and moved closer to him. "She is our daughter."

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Logan

Our daughter?

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