Toxic: Logan's Story (Torn #4)(70)

I pushed past her into the apartment and dropped my luggage on the floor. I turned back to her and pulled her close. She opened her mouth to say something, but I silenced her with a kiss. She gasped in shock as I pressed her against the wall and ground my body against hers. I thrust my tongue into her mouth, and I felt fire flood my veins when she responded back.

I cursed myself for being stupid and for making us both wait for this. Being with Jade was what I wanted. She was everything.

I bit down on her lip gently before finally pulling away. “I’ve thought about doing that for way too long.”

“I…wow. I don’t even know what to say, Logan,” she whispered as she looked up at me.

“I do. I’m a f*cking idiot. I never should have left you last time. I thought that I could figure everything out if I was on my own. Instead, all I did was realize what an idiot I’ve been when it comes to you. I won’t walk away from you again. Twice was too many times. I should have kicked Mikey’s ass and moved here to be with you this summer. When I came here before, I was too worried about my own feelings to care about yours. That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. I hope you’ll forgive me.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me gently. “Of course I do. No one is perfect, Logan. You’re not, and I’m certainly not. I’ve watched you go through hell since I met you. I understand why you did the things you did. It wasn’t because you didn’t care. It’s because you cared too much, and you had too many lessons in pain to deal with any of it. I think I fell for you the minute I saw you even though I never thought we’d have a chance. You’re a good soul, Logan, and there aren’t enough of those in this world. You wear your heart on your sleeve. You don’t hide your emotions. You’re strong and proud and brave. I couldn’t ask for a better man to fall in love with.”

She grabbed my face and pulled my lips down to hers. Instead of me kissing her, she took control. Her lips explored mine with a hungry need that left me gasping for air. I picked her up and carried her through the living room. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her center against my dick.

“Where’s your bedroom?” I asked, my voice rough from emotion as I ended our kiss.

“Straight back, second door on the left,” she mumbled before attacking my lips again.

I carried her through the apartment, bumping into walls and furniture as I went. Her bedroom door was open.

Thank God.

I walked in and fell onto the bed with her underneath me.

“You’re okay with this?” I asked, wanting to be sure.

I would stop now if she wanted. It might kill me, and my cock would probably explode in my pants, but I would stop.

“Yeah,” she said before kissing me greedily.

Neither of us spoke after that. She grabbed my shirt and pulled it off. As she worked to unbutton my pants, I grabbed her shirt and pulled it over her head. She helped me remove it before attacking my pants again. As soon as they were loose, I stood and pulled them off. My boxers went next. I grabbed her shorts and yanked them off with her underwear. She unclasped her bra and tossed it to the floor.

I climbed back onto the bed and started kissing her again. I ran my tongue along the soft skin of her neck and down to her collarbone. I kissed down her chest, between her breasts, and down to her belly button. As I made my way back up, I ran my tongue across one of her nipples and then the other. I blew on the wet tips, making her shudder.

“I’ve missed you so much,” I whispered before capturing her mouth with mine.

When I broke the kiss, she said, “Shh…just love me, Logan.”

I smiled as I kissed back down her stomach. I ran my tongue along the apex of her thighs, making her moan with need. Her body arched off the bed when I found her clit and circled it with my tongue. Her whimpers were driving me mad as I pushed two fingers inside her.

“Oh my God! Please don’t stop!”

Her hips rocked up, pushing her wet fold up against my face. I continued to devour her as I increased the speed of my fingers. I felt her tighten around them as she came. My tongue replaced my fingers, and I prolonged her orgasm.

When her body finally quieted, I stood and grabbed my jeans.

“What are you doing?” she asked breathlessly.

“Condom,” I muttered. My body was literally aching with need, and I wasn’t sure I could get more than one word out.

“Don’t. I’m on the pill now.”

“Thank God.” I grinned as I dropped my jeans and climbed back onto the bed. “I’m not going to last very long this first time. I need you too much.”

“I don’t care. We have all night,” she said as I positioned myself at her entrance.

“We have forever.”

I slammed into her, making her cry out. She wrapped her legs around my waist, so I could go deeper.

“Jesus f*cking Christ, woman. You feel so good.”

Being with her before had been incredible, but now, without a condom, was life-changing. I pumped my hips fast and hard, her cries of pleasure driving me to move faster. I braced myself on my arms and used her footboard as leverage.

“Come with me, baby,” I said as I felt myself reaching my limit.

I rocked into her once more before the world exploded around me. I roared as I released into her. If I died right now, I would be okay. I doubted if I would have another moment in my life as good as this one.