Don't Let Me Fall(86)

were my favorite ones.

I grabbed his shirt and pulled it off. I wanted to rip it but since there’s no buttons, I can’t really do that quietly. And I want him to leave not looking like an animal attacked

him.

My eyes took in his muscled body and I started to drool. I don’t think I’ll ever get sick of looking at him. Not when he is the way he is. Add that smile and I’m a goner. I think

I always was.

My eyes roamed his body until they landed below his rib cage. My breath caught as I sat back on his legs, staring at it.

“I got it on Christmas Eve,” Logan said propping himself up on his elbows. “I was going to surprise you with it on your birthday.” And then he was going to tell me about the

deal.

My fingers traced the black script inked on his skin. You’re what I always wanted. It’s on the opposite side of my ‘I’m what you never wanted’ tattoo. I found his eyes and he

looks scared. Shit, does he think I hate it?

“You got it for me?” I asked, tears running down my cheeks, nothing sexy about it at all.

Logan nodded and pulled me into him. “You got yours because of your mother. I wanted you to see this and think of you. I want you to be happy. I want you to know that I’m always

thinking of you.” Stop talking before I turn into a girl! “I. Just. Want. You,” he said in-between kissing my cheeks, nose and lips.

My tears hit his chest but he didn’t complain. He just held me and planted feather-light kisses up and down my neck.

I turned off the light and collapsed on him, our tattoos touching.

It was never fake for him. He was always in this.

He loves me.

And somewhere inside of me, I know I love him too.

I just can’t say it. That involves opening up completely and letting him in. I can’t handle that right now.

I wiped my eyes and managed to sit up on Logan.

“Okay…so are you going to get naked or what?” I asked. I can’t be a girl for too long. It’s weird.

We attacked each other like wild animals and Logan didn’t hold back. It’s like he knew we were going to have sex. He f-ucking knew he’d get me back. What a prick.

Logan grunted as he moved up to kiss me but he must have not known we were on the edge of the bed because he rocked against me too hard, causing us to fall to the floor. And we took

Hunter with us. “Wait,” I said breaking our lips apart, holding Logan down as I stopped moving against him. “We can’t have sex on Hunter.”

“Hunter?” Logan panted. “Who the f-uck is Hunter?” I squeezed my thighs around him to shut up as I pointed at the bear. “You named him Hunter?” His eyes found mine and I swear

they changed into a lighter blue.

He knows I love him. I can’t say it but he knows.

He smiled like a f-ucking idiot as we managed to get Hunter out from under us then we got back to moving, our bodies connecting until we didn’t know where one of us ended and the

other began.

And then my door opened.

I was really in the moment that when I saw the door open, instead of screaming, a moan escaped my lips. Then my eyes widened and I stopped moving. Kelsey is at the door.

“Becka?”

I threw a hand over Logan’s mouth to stop him from breathing too loud. I leaned into the side of my bed, grateful that I’m kind of blocked, and made a sound that I tried to pass

off as a ‘what.’

“Are you okay? I keep hearing things knock over.”

“I’m fine,” I said out of breath. Shit, I’m about to explode. It doesn’t help that Logan is still inside of me. Moving under me. Dammit. He’s smiling up at me. Fucker!

“Oh, god,” Kelsey shrieked. “Are you touching yourself?”

Just to get her out of the room I said yes.

“Gawd…awkward. You should have let Logan into the house.” I rolled my eyes but didn’t say anything because then he wouldn’t have climbed in through the window and this wouldn’

t be happening right now. I prefer this.

She closed the door and I dropped my hand from Logan’s mouth. “Are you ashamed of me?” he teased.

“Yeah, because my fourteen-year-old sister needs to see your cock while you f-uck me,” I deadpanned. “Now shut up and flip me over.”

“You know I love when you snap at me. Especially during sex.” I smiled hearing that.

“No shit. That’s why I do it. Come on. I think you lost a few inches. You’re not hitting the right spot,” I teased. And it worked.

Logan turned me over, my back sticking to the hardwood floor as he made sure I got all of him. Every last inch.

God, this is amazing.

I felt myself come apart and drift into the clouds. Floating higher then come back down. Falling. Falling. Falling. But Logan was there to pick me up and do it all over again.

I don’t want to come back down.

I want to stay on this high forever.

With Logan.



- 19 -



My eyes cracked open and stared at the sleeping, fully clothed man lying beside me. I would prefer him naked but we are in my father’s house and my family is inside of it. Logan

stayed the night (morning) so he threw on his clothes and got in bed with me just in case anyone accidently walks in here, they won’t see something they shouldn’t.