Bliss built.
Built and built, until I broke.
Euphoria.
It scattered and blew as the orgasm ripped through my being. A shockwave that rushed like wildfire. Consuming. Destroying.
And still, it was not enough.
This man who was too much.
Overpowering.
Everything I’d ever wanted.
He thrust twice more before every muscle in his body bowed in ecstasy, and he was quick to push up the slip I wore.
He came on my lower belly, my name a low, searching moan.
“Aster.”
I writhed below it, aftershocks rocking me through, my hips still pleading.
My eyes grew wide when he swirled his fingers through the spill of his body then he pushed them back inside me. He drove them in slow and deep three times, then his mouth was at my ear, “Soon.”
I was gasping when he withdrew then pushed off the bed. “Wait right there.”
What the hell was he doing to me?
He strode for the bathroom, so freaking tall and wearing nothing but his underwear, his shoulders wide and his back rippling with taut, packed muscle. His ass was round and perfect, and I was sure this man was set on complete annihilation.
He glanced back at me from the doorway. “And don’t even think about taking off, Aster. There’s no use in hiding from me. I’ll just come and find you.”
“But what if I get you into trouble?” Old murmurings rocked loose, a tease and our heart’s greatest secret.
Pure devotion was embedded in his smirk. “Do I look like the kind of guy who cares?”
TWENTY-SIX
LOGAN
Tuesday morning,I was in my closet getting ready so I could head into the office. I could hear Aster on the other side of the wall, moving around in the kitchen.
It brought a wistful smile to my mouth because I had to wonder if maybe I just felt her.
The energy that rippled through the air.
A soft, lulling whisper that tremored along the floors and climbed into my spirit.
I got the sense that I’d sank into who she was and had become a part of her being.
But it’d always been that way with us.
Held by an attraction that pulled and pressed and compelled.
A gravity that neither of us could resist.
Three days had passed since I’d dragged her into my room, and I hadn’t let her go since.