“What’s wrong, Lili?” he asks, and now his gray eyes are open and zeroed in on me with precision.
“Nothing, I just don’t want. . .you know. . .I mean last night was great.” I’m a mumbling idiot. I used to consider myself well-spoken and confident, but I’ve realized when it comes to guys I’m not as confident as I’d like to be. I don’t know if this is a result of Tristan cheating on me or if I’ve always been this way.
“It’s just breakfast,” Logan says easily. “We both need to eat.”
“I’m pretty sure my sister’s boyfriend proposed, and this breakfast is a celebration of sorts,” I say.
“Congrats,” he says, running his fingers through my hair. In another life maybe we could have been something, but the timing is all wrong.
“They want to meet in the lobby in fifteen minutes.”
“First, I need your hot ass in the shower. I’m having some serious fantasies of seeing your skin wet, especially that fine ass of yours.” His silver eyes blaze and I feel heat grow between my thighs from his words, but that can’t be possible. We’ve literally fucked our brains out. I should feel well sated but now that he’s mentioned the shower, I wouldn’t mind seeing him naked under the water stream either.
“Just a quick shower,” I concede, biting into my lower lip.
Logan grins triumphantly and, damn, the man is breaking me down. We take turns privately using the restroom and then we enter the shower. The warm water feels good over my achy body.
We both stand under the stream of water with Logan standing behind me. He bends and kisses my neck and goosebumps erupt over my skin, even with the heated flow of water. He then reaches around and roughly grabs on to my breasts and tweaks my nipples, and I feel his hard cock press into my back. “Touch yourself. Get yourself ready for me,” he urges, his voice raspy and filled with need.
I reach down and rub my clit. I grow wet fast because of his kisses and the way he’s rubbing my nipples. My breathing grows fast and then he turns me to the wall and I place my palms flat against the cool tile.
“Let me just get on the condom,” he says.
I hear the tear of the wrapper. “You’re very prepared.” I chortle that he remembered to bring a condom to the shower, although it doesn’t surprise me.
He laughs. “I can’t afford not to be.”
His words hold a double meaning for me, even if I’m not sure that is his intention. He can’t afford to have unprotected sex, or he can’t afford to waste time getting inside me. What I do know is he is calculated, which makes sense given how driven he is. I like it.
His cock pokes at my entrance and I bend my knees and angle myself to make it easier for him to glide inside me. When he does, I feel deliciously full as he thrusts in and out of me at a frantic pace. It’s like we can’t get enough of each other as my body burns up. He reaches forward with his hand and rolls my clit as he thrusts inside me. Slowly he unravels me, which makes no sense after all the orgasms he’s given me. Yet, I’m building again, rolling my hips quickly as passion takes over. A hard smack to my ass makes me feel like I can come and I moan louder.
“You have the best ass, Lili. Damn. Your body makes me so hot,” he grunts. He’s a dirty sweet talker and, apparently, I dig it.
He picks up the pace and pounds into me and sparks erupt inside me as I come, moaning out my orgasm. Mumbling how good he makes me feel, I come apart all over his glorious cock. Then Logan is jerking inside me. When we both come down. Logan holds on to me, peppering small kisses along my shoulder blade. He’s sweet. Damn him.
“We have about five minutes,” he groans.
“My legs feel like spaghetti,” I admit.
We quickly rinse off and I wrap myself in a towel and leave the bathroom. Logan does the same. I quickly dress in the bikini, shorts, and T-shirt I took from my room last night. Then I get to brushing out my hair. When I turn around, I find Logan dressed in a T-shirt and shorts. He’s watching me with a lazy grin, but he doesn’t linger. He gets his wallet and key card for his room, while I quickly put my hair in a high ponytail and slip on my slides.
We head down to the lobby. My insides are smiling. It’s been a long time since I haven’t felt a gray cloud over me. We head to the larger restaurant that has an outdoor veranda and, as I predicted, Alessa runs to me holding her hand up.
Logan and I both congratulate and hug Alessa and then he’s shaking Nigel’s hand. It’s weird he hugged Alessa because they hardly know each other, but I think Alessa felt he was a nice guy from the start, and she made Logan aware she felt that way. It all feels too comfortable, but I brush my fears aside because my older sister is engaged, and this is a huge deal.
“I just got off the phone with Mama and Papa. They were ecstatic,” Alessa says. “Nigel went to them to ask for their permission before he flew out here, so they knew, but still.” She gleams. My sister looks radiant and I’m so happy for them.
We follow them into the restaurant and order breakfast. Both Logan and I get a large breakfast order and Alessa coyly cocks her brow. I just smile and shift in my seat.
I feel happy but, on some level, I still feel like something is eating away at me. Like I know I should be feeling good, but something is still off.
Alessa goes on about how Nigel rented a Jeep and wants to tour the North Shore for the day.
“You should come with us,” Nigel says to Logan.
Logan turns to look at me for guidance and I appreciate it.
“I mean, if you’d like to. Don’t feel obligated if you need to be with your friends,” I say to him.
“My brother is actually leaving for Maui this morning for his honeymoon and my friends are all kind of doing their own things today, so I’m good,” he says.
I nod and swallow. This isn’t a big deal. We can have the best sex of our lives and spend the day together. Only my stomach is turning in knots because I can see myself falling for a guy like Logan, and I can’t go there right now. Not after I walked away from my scholarship and caused so much trouble for my family. My new school is costing an arm and a leg, and even with the job my father was able to secure me, it doesn’t cover enough by a long shot. I need to focus on myself and my studies, not some hot stud.
“I don’t need to join you. I’m happy to hang out by the beach and chill,” Logan says, reading my reservations.
“Don’t be silly. You should come. We’re all just hanging out,” I assure him.
“Cool.” Logan grins.
We eat our breakfast and then head back to the room for some towels and day supplies. Then we all take the hotel shuttle to the car rental place. My nerves are still unsettled, but I try to push them away because Alessa and Nigel are so happy. I don’t want my sister catching on to my weird mood. I sure as hell don’t want to worry her. This is going to be fine.
THIRTEEN
Logan
Nigel enters the car rental company and I follow him inside because it feels like Lili and Alessa can use some time to themselves.
Nigel heads up to the counter and I take out my credit card.
“I can pay for half,” I offer.
“Thanks, bro, but I got this,” he says passing his credit card. “I looked you up. You’re playing on a Division One team. Said you have good prospects to draft, but you’re still a student and I have a full-time job.”