His protruding dick pulsates at his wayward thoughts and Logan chastises himself one more time before laughing at the vertical stance it refuses to relinquish. Needing to release some tension of his own, he finds himself opening the bathroom door and contemplating joining Avery.
Surprisingly, his decision is made for him when Avery says, “Took you long enough.”
Stalking toward the glass enclosure, he opens the door, slinking in behind the beauty as she lets the streams of hot water cascade over her perfect body.
Wrapping an arm completely around her waist, he pulls her against him before leaning down and whispering in her ear, “Sorry, did you miss me?”
Her breath hitches and Logan continues to hold her tightly, but he lets his other hand skim down her shoulder, to her chest, and then slide between her legs.
Deep within his mind, he knows she is sore and that he really should try to hold back, but right now his cock has taken control of all of his brain synapses. All he can think about is taking her again and making her his.
Luckily, she isn’t thinking with her brain, either.
“Logan, that feels so good.”
“You like it when I touch you? When I let my fingers caress your soft skin before sinking deep inside you?”
She releases a moan from deep in her throat and he can feel a rush of wetness coat his hand.
So she does like it when I talk dirty.
Avery turns around in his arms and gazes up at him, desire infiltrating her features and Logan finds himself taken aback by the combination of lust and love mirroring his own feelings.
“God, you’re so hot, babe.”
She leans into him, taking his nipple in her mouth and swirls her soft tongue around the skin before biting down softly.
Unable to contain the groan building in his throat, he follows suit and releases it as a low growl that echoes in the small space.
Logan moves them to the teak bench that rests in the corner of the large shower. Sitting down, he lifts Avery up with both hands so that she can straddle his body. Not waiting for her to slide down his shaft, Logan thrusts up into her hot center, her body fully encasing him.
“Oh God,” she shouts, eyes closed and head thrown back in ecstasy.
“Ride me, baby. Take me how you want.”
She doesn’t hesitate, nor does she need instruction; she rides him like it’s her dying wish and damn if it isn’t exactly what Logan wants.
Neither of them lasts long, rocking back and forth into each other before simultaneously exploding amidst shouts and profanities.
Avery relaxes into him and Logan rests against the cool tiled wall, both attempting to catch their breath.
“I don’t know what came over me,” Avery admits as she trails her hand through his hair.
“Passion, babe. And we have a hell of a lot of it.”
Logan helps her stand from the bench and he works quickly to clean off her body with the provided soap. Her eyelids droop as he runs his hands over her skin and he knows that she is fighting a losing battle to stay awake. Logan runs the soap over himself quickly and then shuts off the water before draping the warm towel around Avery’s body.
Leaning down, he picks up her small body and carries her into the bedroom where he sits her on the bed. He turns down the covers and helps her slide between the cool sheets.
“Night, babe.”
“G’night.”
With a kiss on her forehead, Logan goes in search of his bag, hoping to find his toothbrush and cell phone charger. He stops in his tracks when he opens his bag to find his last packed item, an unopened pack of condoms. None of which they thought to use tonight.
He takes a deep breath, letting it fill his lungs, and runs his hands through his damp hair. He’s definitely not ready to be a father, but fuck if it didn’t feel good to claim Avery without any barriers.
Turning back toward her sleeping form Logan lets the tension expel through another sigh. Knowing he can’t prolong this conversation, he walks over to her side of the bed and crouches down so that he’s even with her beautiful face. He tucks some loose strands of her wet hair behind her ear and envisions her pregnant with their child and what their children would look like. Strangely enough, a smile