I nod.
“I wonder what else you might remember.” He slowly pulls down my underwear, then spreads my legs.
I prop up on my elbows to watch him. He grins as he moves into place. The moment his tongue runs up my slit, I release my arms, falling back as my hips buck up. Then he zeroes in on my clit, licking and sucking.
It’s intense and fast, but I don’t want him to quit. “Yes!” I hiss out, and my orgasm quickly builds.
He stops, and I find him staring at me.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m savoring all of this. Being here with you. And, of course, this.” When his tongue meets my clit again, I’m right there on the edge again. This man always knew exactly how to touch me, and all these years later, it’s no different. As I get closer, he inserts his finger inside me, and it’s my undoing.
“Logan!” I yell as I come harder than I ever remember coming before.
As I come down, I open my eyes to see he’s watching me. Then he kisses his way up my body, stopping at my breast and then moving to my neck.
His phone rings, and he ignores it.
I wrap my arms around his neck as he kisses me. My hands move down his back to his ass. Everywhere I touch is muscle on this man. Then I move my hand around to the front and grip his hard cock.
His moan is deep, and knowing I still have such an effect on him, too, turns me on even more. Despite having just orgasmed, I’m aching with need for this man. I need him inside me now. As I tug at his underwear, his phone rings again.
He breaks our kiss and presses his forehead to mine. “I hate to say this, but I should probably see who is calling.”
I nod, wishing whoever it is would leave us alone for just a little while longer. But the phone continues to ring.
He rolls over and grabs it from the nightstand. “It’s Brian. The third time he’s called.” He stares at the phone as he takes a deep breath. Then he answers on speakerphone.
I know I should probably stop, but I can’t. My hands roam over his back and around until I graze his nipples. His eyes half close, but he doesn’t stop me.
“Hey, Brian, you have news?” he chokes out.
“You all right? Not dead?”
Logan grins at me. “I’m good.”
My hand moves down and into his underwear. He leans back just enough for me to get inside and wrap my hand around his cock.
Brian sighs heavily into the phone. “I was worried about you. But I do have news. It turns out we don’t need your eyewitness testimony anymore.”
I stroke while moving my body up and down his back, mimicking what I want to do but also making sure my breasts rub against him.
He groans. “Why not?”
“Uh, I thought this would be good news. Did you want to testify?” Brian asks.
Logan turns his head and arches a brow at me, but I continue to stroke him. “No, I didn’t. What’s going on?”
Brian chuckles. “We got lucky. It turns out that parking lot is a park-and-ride. There are a few cameras installed for security purposes. The cameras caught Nelson going in and out of the warehouse. At no time that day was Duke on the video. And Duke also has an alibi. All charges against him have been dropped.”
I loosen my grip and remove my hands. The mention of my brother is a bit of a mood killer. But at least it’s good news. If the charges are dropped, maybe whoever is coming after us will stop.
“That’s great news. What’s his alibi?” Logan asks as he watches me retreat off the bed and dig around for my clothes.
“A woman. She came in and said Duke was with her the night before and all of that day. She had some photos they had taken of themselves that the police confirmed match the date and time of the explosion.”
A woman just now comes forward? “What’s her name?” I ask as I put on my underwear.
