One Moment

by Elizabeth Savino

  Finally moving lower, his fingers grab hold of my underwear and I feel a tug. Then hear a tear. He ripped them right off me.

  Holy shit that was hot.

  Logan is kissing my thigh when I decide to take things into my own hands by sitting up abruptly. I take him by surprise because he scoots back. As if I want him to stop.

  No way.

  But it’s my turn.

  I want to finally taste my man.

  So with all my strength I try to flip him. I fail. Logan chuckles. But complies by flipping onto his back on the bed.

  “My turn,” I say not even recognizing my own voice. I straddle Logan’s hips. Feeling his erection dig into my backside. It would be so easy to raise up and slide down his length. I reach back and stroke him over his pajamas making him moan. He feels so big and hard.

  Reaching my hand into his pants, his hot cock feels like velvet covered steel. I love how he is so hard for me.

  I pull my hands out of his pants and lean forward and start to kiss his hard stomach. I trace the contours of his muscles with my tongue. I feel him shudder as my lips graze his skin. I nip at his skin and he groans again.

  His hands make their way into my hair. It’s falling all over his chest. With hooded eyes looking down at what I’m doing Logan groans, “Love the way that feels baby. Your lips and tongue, all your fuckin amazing hair on me. I thought about this moment too many times to count.”

  Logan sucks in a breath as I make my way down lowering his pajamas as I go. I pull his pants completely off and look at his cock that has sprung up, so large it touches his stomach. Holy shit.

  It’s thick, long, and beautiful.

  I never thought of a cock as beautiful before. But that’s the only way it could be described.

  And it’s all mine.

  I look into Logan’s hooded gaze and crawl up so I am hovering over his cock.

  “Don’t tease baby, suck me.”

  I feel my vagina quiver with his request. I never had a man talk to me in bed during any sexual acts before. I like it.

  I lick him from base to tip, teasing. I do it one more time.

  “Take me in your mouth, Laura.” Logan’s voice is low and husky. I know I am testing his control.

  I gladly do what I am told. I put my mouth over him and suck hard. I hollow out my cheeks and suck the length of him. It hits the back of my throat and I have to control my gag reflex. He tastes musky and all male. I can’t get enough. I pull him out of my mouth and lick the drop of precum off the tip.

  Logan growls and grabs me under my arms flipping me over. “Darlin’, another day you can spend all the time you want sucking my dick. Any longer and I’m not going to last and I want my cock buried deep the first time I come with you.”

  All I can do is nod.

  Logan’s fingers press against me. Then they are in me, first he glides one in and out. It feels so good I start to pant and grind against him. He adds another finger and I can almost feel my orgasm start to build.

  “So fuckin tight. I can’t wait to feel you hugging my cock.”

  I tighten around his fingers from his words. “You like thinking about taking my cock, don’t you baby.”

  “Logan. I want it now. Fuck me, please.”

  “With pleasure darlin’.”

  Logan reaches into his night table and grabs a condom packet. He rips it open with his straight white teeth and quickly puts it on. The next thing I know I am being slowly stretched open. It’s a beautiful burn.

  “Fuck, you’re tight.”

  It has been awhile since I declared ‘no men’ so even though I’m turned on more than I have ever been (more like soaking wet), it hurts a little. I want Logan fully inside of me, where he belongs.

  I try to push myself up to take more of him. Logan holds me steady. “Wait darlin’, don’t rush it. Slow. Easy. I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Hearing this brings tears to my eyes. He is everything that I want in a man. Kind, gentle, loving.

  “You want me to stop baby? It may kill me, but I will if you want me to.”

  Logan misread my tears, “They’re happy tears Logan. Love me. Please. It doesn’t hurt. I want to feel all of you.”

  With that Logan pushes into me. I gasp with pleasure. It feels so good. So right. I wrap my legs around Logan’s waist. He pushes up on one arm and starts to move in and out of me in a delicious rhythm.

  We were meant to fit together. Perfect puzzle pieces. Logan doesn’t look away from my eyes making sure I am with him the whole time. I can hardly keep my eyes open. I feel it start to build. “Oh Logan, I’m going to come. It feels so good.”

  “Then come darlin’, I want to feel you come on my cock.”

  His words push me over. I feel it building and it’s going to be huge. It is. It’s overwhelming, like nothing I have ever felt before. Like an outer body experience, I feel myself exploding. Pulsing around Logan, wave after wave.

  When I can finally catch my breath and become coherent again, Logan is pounding into me, the cords of his neck tight. “Laura,” is said from Logan as he falls onto me, taking most of his weight on his arm that is above my head.

  We stare at each other speechless. That was the most amazing sex I have ever had in my life.

  “Glad you think so.”

  “Did I just say that out loud?” I feel my face flame.

  “Darlin’, that was more than I ever imagined. And trust me, I imagined, a lot. You undo me.”

  We lay in each other’s arms for a little while catching our breath.

  **********

  After lying in bed and cuddling I smile at Logan, not sure what to say. “I’m going to go get cleaned up.” I make my way to roll off the bed when Logan grabs me from behind.

  He narrows his eyes at me asking, “You alright?”

  “Yeah, I’m OK. I’m also scared, and confused.”

  Logan stares at me and starts to stroke my hair out of my face. It feels nice. I melt into his hand. “Break it down for me honey.”

  I don’t even think of not telling Logan how I feel because I am so distracted with his caress. Or it could be the amazing orgasm that made me more verbose. “I’m scared that John knows I have his book. I’m scared of him, period. I’m scared of having to leave here because I love it here. I’m scared of becoming more attached to you and Cody because I already feel like you’re both a part of me that I don’t want to lose. And this confuses me.” I take a deep breath.

  Logan pulls me closer, making sure I am looking in his eyes. “I can understand why you feel scared. Don’t. I won’t let anything happen to you. I have good people I know working to locate John. You gotta trust me on that. You’re not going anywhere, unless you really want to. I’m not going to make you stay, but I would like you to. I’ve fallen for you Laura. Cody has fallen for you. So don’t be confused. Get settled. Know you are where you belong, where you’re wanted and let the pieces fall into place.”

  I lay there absorbing what Logan said to me. I haven’t felt settled in so long that unsettled is the only constant in my life. As I was contemplating this, Logan stands naked as the day he was born from the bed. What a sight. He could make a straight man turn gay; a nun decide to reform. I couldn’t look away. He towers over my five foot five frame. I have never felt so small yet so safe and protected in my life.

  With strong capable hands Logan pulls me up as he backs me against the wall.

  “This seems to be a position I keep finding myself in with you.” I breathe heavily while gazing up into his hooded eyes.

  “I like having you pressed up against things, especially me.” Logan turns my body and leads us towards the bathroom. When inside he starts the shower, letting the room fill with steam.

  I never took a shower with anyone before. I follow Logan inside the glass enclosure. He turns me so my back is against his front. He takes my hands and places them against the smooth tile wall.

  “Don’t move them Laura. No matter what, keep your hands right whe
re I put them.”

  I just nod, loving being told what to do. His words making my knees feel weak. Logan must have realized this, as he wraps his arm around my waist holding me up as he presses his thigh against my core. My body responds before my mind could resist. Not that I would anyway.

  One of his hands starts to travel up my thigh while the other moves towards my chest. He rubs my breast and squeezes my nipple rolling it between his fingers. The pressure is unbelievable.

  Logan’s other hand is covering my mound. He’s putting delicious pressure right where it feels good, but I need more. I lean my head back and moan. The combination of hot water and caressing is almost too much to process.

  Logan starts to kiss the back of my neck, licking and nipping. Finally I feel two fingers push inside of me. At the same time Logan growls, “So wet, so hot and tight, all mine.”

  He sounds so carnal-like when he says this, but it just makes me melt further into him. I like feeling like I belong to Logan. Feminist groups far and wide would shun me. But I can’t help the way I feel. And it’s finally good to let myself do just that…feel.

  Logan pulls his fingers out and I whimper. Thankfully his fingers are replaced with his hard cock. He pushes it in and out in a hard steady rhythm. I still have my hands pressed against the wall, I use that to push my body back. Meeting him thrust for thrust. I feel it start to build. I cry out my orgasm.

  Logan groans in my ear, “You feel so good clenching around my dick. So beautiful.” My body is limp and content. My hands start to slide down the wall. Logan pushes hard into me one last time as he finishes and pulls me back flush against him, holding up all of my weight as if I weigh nothing at all.

  After gaining control of my limbs, I turn around and smile up Logan. Feeling bold I take the soap and wash him. We take turns washing each other very, very thoroughly. The water starts to turn cool as we make our way out. I wrap myself in a towel watching Logan dry himself off and wrap it around his waist. I am still in “Logan land” when he stops what he is doing and visibly stiffens. He saunters up to me as I continue to dry myself off. It’s obvious he wants to say something. I’m completely distracted by his muscled chest, the towel hangs low on his hips and I just stare.

  “Darlin’. Shit. Fuck.” Logan expels these curses. He is staring off to the side, which has me looking up from my perusal. He looks really pissed off.

  Oh my God. From that outburst it dawn’s on me he must regret taking our relationship to this level. Why else would he look away from me and curse? I can’t believe this. I fall for him, and he gets what he wants, and now he doesn’t know what to say to let me loose.

  Whatever.

  I quickly look away and start to dry myself vigorously thinking of my quick escape. Was I some sort of challenge he conquered and now doesn’t need anymore? I’ve been alone before, I can be alone again. It will hurt…

  “Whatever the fuck you’re thinking, stop.” Logan’s low, yet serious voice breaks through my silent rambling. He steps right in front of me, taking my head in his big hands and tilting it back. Thus halting me rubbing off my skin since I am in such a state.

  “How can I stop thinking whatever it is that I am thinking when you’re standing there cursing and not looking at me? I get it Logan, you had your fun…”

  “Honey, we did have fun. And we’re going to have a lot more fun. Stop thinking this is ending between us, because it’s not. I’m cursing because I was careless, we didn’t use a condom. I wasn’t thinking. Well at least not with the right head. I’m clean. I can get the papers from my doctor. But…”

  “Ohhhhh…”

  “Yeah, oh, we’ll talk about that later, whatever that was on your mind just now, yeah?”

  I decide to ignore the “talk later” and tell Logan, “I’m clean too. And I haven’t been with anyone in a long, long time. I’m on the pill. Have been for years. I get cramping during my…” I stop myself from babbling. He really doesn’t need to know that I get cramps when I have my period.

  “That’s good honey. Because as much as I’d like to see your belly grow with my baby inside. I know you would think that it was too soon.”

  I’m shocked at what he just laid out for me. Pregnant. With his baby. He hasn’t known me long at all. This is like speed dating on speed!

  Putting some distance between us I gasp, “You don’t think that we’re moving too fast Logan? Thinking about babies and if there is a baby, that means you are stuck.” I try to hold onto the towel, but need to emphasize my point, so I point at myself when I say, “With me. I would never leave my child, no matter what.”

  My hands are embraced quickly as my body is pulled flush against Logan’s hard chest, his face is close to mine until we are looking into each other’s eyes. My breath is rapid, and I can’t help but stare at him. His hands move to frame my face while his fingers stroke my neck. He has my full attention, which he obviously wants.

  “Stuck with you. You’re kidding, right? When I look into your eyes I see the woman I want to spend the rest of my days growing old with. You saying what you just did about never leaving your child makes you even more desirable to me if that’s possible. When you find the one, you just know. Laura, you’re my one. The woman who is kind to my son and treats him as though he’s yours. Protecting him with your life. You’re sweet, funny, beautiful. You get my blood boiling and my heart racing in a way I really like. Let me love you Laura. Let me take care of you and I promise I will make it so you never regret taking a chance on me.”

  Well, what can I say to that?

  Nothing.

  So I don’t. I just throw myself into Logan’s arms. He wraps me up in a tight embrace.

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Land Of Denial

  We meet Darren and Jenny in town at the diner. Logan and I get there first and sit in a booth in the back by the window. He is on the phone making sure Cody is doing fine. I stare out at the little town thinking how quaint and beautiful it is here.

  I hear the bell above the door so I turn to look. Darren and Jenny are walking in together. Darren keeps his hand on the small of Jenny’s back gently guiding her into the diner.

  They sit with us and my eyes find Jenny’s immediately. She doesn’t look right. She looks flushed and jumpy. As though she has a lot to say and is about to burst if it doesn’t get out of her head. “Are you OK honey?” I cautiously ask her. Logan ends his call and looks up alert.

  “I’m fine Laura. It’s this sentry that is driving me crazy.”

  Darren looks over at Jenny, and I see his lips twitch. Logan’s body shakes with his laughter next to me.

  “Seriously, he is in the wrong line of work owning a bar. He should apply to guard the President. Watch over King Tuts Tomb, making sure no curse runs rampant through Egypt if someone robs him of his possessions.”

  Logan continues to chuckle.

  I knew Jenny looked like she was about to burst.

  Logan and Darren lean into each other deep in conversation. I can’t contain the smirk that forms on my lips as I look at Jenny. She scowls back at me.

  We lean into each other. “I think I’ll take my chances and go back to New York.”

  Darren looks over at Jenny and states “The fuck you will.” Jenny rolls her eyes at me.

  Now it’s me laughing. I think Jenny just met her match. Plus, Darren is a good guy. I won’t even say she can do better, because honestly, from what I have witnessed, there probably isn’t anyone that’s better than him. Except Logan.

  Logan looks towards me and takes in my smile, and my friend scowls. His lips tip up and his eyes warm.

  Logan and Darren turn to us so we are included in the conversation about to be had. What Logan says makes the smile quickly fade from my face, “We got word that John Moreti hasn’t been seen in New York. I’d bet my best stallion he’s headed here.” I gasp and feel the blood rush out of my face. Logan grabs my hands. “I’m being honest with you so you are aware of your surroundings at all times. But
trust me he’s not going to hurt you Laura. Darren and I will make sure you both are taken care of. We have men who have gone underground trying to pick up his trail. You both have to be alert and careful in the meantime. We have the best of the best on this case doing their job. He’s a criminal, and he’s desperate. We’ll get him. What I’m saying is, both of you are in our site at all times, and don’t argue about it. ”

  “Why desperate?” I ask my voice quivering a little.

  “Honey, he’s desperate because of that book you had. There is a lot of incriminating information in it. Some of the parties have already been confronted by the FBI and they are singing to save their own asses. So yeah, he wants that book back, bad. If he was smart he would realize you don’t have it anymore, but my guess is, he’s not.”

  Jenny looks down and whispers, “I’m so sorry Laura. If I could take it all back I would. I was so stupid believing that...”

  I cut her off with a punch in the arm.

  “Ow.” Jenny rubs her arm looking at me shocked.

  I shake my head, clearing it. “No, I’m sick of John fuckwad calling the shots. I want; no I need to know what’s going on. This has to end. I can’t not know if he was involved in taking Grace and Ellie from me. I need to know. And the sooner the better.” I feel myself start to get angry. Or angrier. My voice is strong when I state, “Let that bastard come here. I’ll rip every hair off his perfectly coifed head.”

  “Relax there killer.” Logan says while putting his arm around me squeezing me tight to his side.

  Darren chuckles.

  I glare at Darren, “Don’t start tough guy.” Darren tries to contain his smile at this comment. “This asshole ruined my life, I know it and now I have information to prove it.” I state and cross my arms over my chest.