Toxic: Logan's Story (Torn #4)(48)

“Great!” He reached down and opened one of his desk drawers. After grabbing a folder out of it, he closed the drawer and pulled papers out of the folder. “This is the lease agreement. I can set you up for two months. If you want to renew after that, just come see me.”

I listened as he went over the rules in the building. Most were pretty basic—no pets, no crazy parties, no loud noises after nine, and other things like that. Once he finished explaining everything, I looked over the lease and then signed. Just like that, Logan and I had a place of our own.

I was still grinning when I walked back up to our apartment. When I saw Logan lying on the couch, watching TV, my face nearly split in two. He looked so comfortable and at ease.

He looked up when I closed the door behind me. “Everything set?”

“Yep.” I held up our new keys. “We’re officially living in sin together.”

He laughed as he stood up and walked over to me. I giggled as he lifted me up and spun me around.

“I’m living in sin with a rock star, smack dab in the middle of the Bible Belt. I think I just lost Christian points.”

“You make it seem like I’m a bad influence!” I said innocently as he set me back down on my feet.

“Not you. You’re an angel.” He leaned down and kissed me softly.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He pushed me back until I was pressed up against the wall beside the door. His hands gripped my hips before sliding under my shirt. I shuddered as he caressed my stomach and ribs before stopping just below my breasts.

“I don’t feel like an angel right now,” I whispered against his lips.

He pressed tighter against me, and I felt him growing hard against my thigh. “I think we should christen the new place, don’t you?”

I nodded as I ran my hands through his shaggy hair. I loved it longer like this. I hoped that he never cut it. He reached between us and unbuttoned my jeans. I kicked off my shoes and then my jeans and underwear. I pulled off my shirt next and then my bra. I watched as he undressed quickly. He pulled his wallet from his pants and grabbed a condom.

The sight of him standing naked and ready in front of me took my breath away. I ran my hands down his chest and stomach, tracing the lines of muscles under his soft skin. I continued down, following his happy trail, until I reached his cock. He sucked in a breath as I grabbed him and started running my hand across his shaft.

I kept my eyes on his as I knelt down in front of him. He watched me intently, seemingly frozen, as I leaned forward. I ran my tongue along his shaft, and he shuddered in response. I smiled wickedly. I loved how I held so much power over him like this. It made me feel like a goddess. I pulled him into my mouth and rolled my tongue over his head before sucking on him gently.

“Shit, babe,” Logan said as he grabbed my hair and tugged gently, egging me on.

I sucked harder, and he moaned out loud. He released my hair and pressed his hands against the wall to steady himself. I bit down gently, and his hips thrust forward involuntarily. I kept up a steady suction as I reached up and started massaging his balls. He gasped as his hips started moving faster.

“Stop!” He tried to pull away.

I ignored him as I continued to suck on him.

“Jade, stop, or I’m going to come.”

I finally released him, and he grabbed me, pulling me back up until I was standing again. He ripped the packet and pulled out the condom. After rolling it on faster than I’d thought possible, he grabbed my legs and lifted me off the ground. My back was against the wall, and he plunged into me a second later. I gasped as he filled me completely. He started out slow, torturing me in the best possible way. I wrapped my legs around him, allowing him to go deeper.

“Please, Logan, I need it faster,” I said breathlessly. I was going to explode with need if he didn’t stop torturing me.

“Shh…I want to savor this,” he whispered. “I love the way you look when I’m f*cking you. You’re so goddamn beautiful that it hurts…but in the best possible way. When I bury myself deep inside you, I don’t ever want to stop.”

He leaned forward and kissed me, his tongue exploring every crevice of my mouth. Our tongues tangled together as he increased his thrusts. I clung to him as I felt myself building. He plunged into me over and over again, knocking me back into the wall each time. My body exploded as my orgasm rocked through me. I shouted his name as I felt him release with me.

When our breathing returned to normal, he slipped out of me and set me back on the ground. I still clung to him, unwilling to let him go just yet. What I felt with him blew my mind. I wasn’t sure that I ever wanted to let him go. It dawned on me that I was more invested in Logan than I’d realized, and that scared the shit out of me. He could hurt me if he wanted to. I just hoped I wasn’t a fool for trusting him completely.



“I can’t believe you dragged me here,” Logan grumbled as he grabbed a shopping cart and pushed it into the store.

I grinned. He’d whined the whole way here. For some unknown reason, he hated to shop, even when it was for food.

It must be a guy thing, I thought to myself, remembering how Eric would refuse to go shopping.

Instead, Eric would shove cash into my hand every week and tell me to get whatever we needed. Even after we’d moved to California, I would still pick up his shit for him and drop it off at his house. Now that I was away, he was paying some chick to do it.