Chapter 45 Only Her
Logan's pov
I regretted those four words the second they left my mouth.
"None of your business."
Really? That was all I could say?God, I sounded like a complete asshole! What the fuck was wrong with me?!
But my blood was still boiling from the phone call. That voice, the one that haunted my nightmares and my childhood, had no right to call me now. Not after everything.
And definitely not while I was here, with her. Why did he have to call me now? He ruined my whole day.
But when Ava asked… it was like something in me snapped. Like all the anger I’d buried deep decided now was the perfect moment to come clawing out Even though I didn't mean to snap at her.
She stiffened beside me, pulling her knees to her chest. She looked so small, so hurt, and I hated myself for putting that look on her face.
But instead of apologizing, I made it worse.
“Why do you always have to push?” I snapped. “Why can’t you just let things go for once?”
Her head whipped toward me, eyes wide. “Are you fucking serious right now? I ask one question because I care about you, and that’s how you react?”
“It’s not about caring,” I muttered. “It’s about boundaries.”
“Oh, boundaries?” she scoffed, getting to her feet. “Interesting. Because you didn’t seem to give a damn about boundaries when you kissed me in front of Natasha just to make a point.”
My fists clenched. “That was different.”
“No, Logan. It’s not different. You can’t just pick and choose when to let me in and when to shut me out. That’s not how this works!”
People were starting to glance our way, but I didn’t care. I stood up, too, anger bubbling like a volcano under my skin.
“You don’t get it!” I shouted. “You don’t know what you’re asking me to talk about! You have no idea what kind of shit I’ve been through, Ava!”
Her voice cracked. “Then tell me! God, Logan! I’m not asking for a full biography .I just wanted to know why you looked like someone ripped your heart out after that call. I just wanted to be there for you.”
I stared at her at the pain I caused, at the tears she was desperately trying not to let fall , trying to hide and felt my own heart cave in.
Then I said, softer this time, “I can’t. Not yet.”
Her shoulders dropped a little. “Why?”
“Because if I start… I don’t think I’ll be able to stop.” I looked down at the sand. “And I’m scared if you knew everything, you’d look at me differently.”
She was quiet for a long moment. Then she stepped forward, slowly, and touched my hand.
“I won’t, Logan,” she whispered. “I promise you, I won’t.”
I exhaled shakily, pulling her into my chest. Her arms wrapped around me like I didn’t deserve her, and maybe I didn’t.
I always find a way to fuck things up.
“I’m sorry,” I murmured into her hair. “For snapping. For shutting you out. I just... I don’t know how to talk about him. Not yet.”
She nodded against me. “Then I’ll wait. As long as you need.”
We stayed like that under the stars, waves crashing beside us, our hearts still beating fast but this time, not from a fight. From relief.
The walk back to the beach hotel was silent. Nobody talked. Maybe it was because of the fight we had earlier and it was making things weird.
Ava stared away, arms folded, her lips pressed into a thin line. I didn’t blame her. I’d been a complete asshole back there.
My anger got the best of me again. But every time I thought about him my so-called father was threatening her... I just snapped.
I unlocked the door to our room and stepped inside. Ava walked past me without a word, rummaging her small overnight bag on the corner of the bed. The air was thick. The ocean breeze floated in from the balcony, but it didn’t ease the pressure sitting in my chest.
I watched her move. Her back was to me, but I could feel her silence like a punch.
“Ava…” I said, voice low.
She didn’t turn around.
I closed the door softly, then stepped closer. “I’m sorry.”
She turned then, eyes glassy. “You didn’t have to shut me out like that.”
“I know.” I rubbed a hand over my face. “I just when it comes to him, I lose it. I didn’t mean to take it out on you.”
“You said it was none of my business.” Her voice cracked a little. “But I am your business, Logan. Or am I just here for the fun parts?”
That hit hard. Too hard.
In two steps I was in front of her, my hands gently cupping her face. “ What the fuck Ava? Why would you think like that? You’re everything to me, Ava. I don’t say it enough. I don't show it enough. But I’m scared. I’ve never felt like this before, and I don’t want to screw it up.”
She stared up at me, her breath trembling. “Then stop pushing me away.”
“I’m trying.”
And maybe it was the fight, the emotions, the fear of losing her but I couldn’t hold it back anymore.
I leaned in and kissed her like it was the only thing keeping me sane. Her lips were soft, warm, and when she kissed me back her fingers curled into my hoodie I felt the tension between us snap like an overstretched wire.
We stumbled backward, toward the bed, our kisses growing more desperate. I lifted her gently and laid her down, never breaking contact. She pulled me closer, and everything else the yelling, the pain, the secrets faded away.
Only her.
Only us.
I grabbed Ava, pulling her close, my hands rough against her soft skin. I could feel her heart racing, a wild rhythm that matched my own. I didn't ask for permission, Itook what I wanted, my lips crashing against hers in a passionate kiss.
Ava was taken aback by my boldness, but she didn't resist. She melted into my embrace, her body responding to my touch. She could feel My hardness pressing against her, a stark reminder of my desire. My hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and dip, My touch igniting a fire within her.
"You're so fucking beautiful, Ava," I growled, my voice thick with desire. I spun her around, pushing her against the wall, my hands gripping her hips. I ground my erection against her ass, the friction sending sparks of pleasure through us both.
Ava gasped, her breath hitching in her throat. She could feel my hardness against her, the thin fabric of her swimsuit the only thing separating them. I could feel her pussy growing wet, her body aching for more.
My hands slipped under her swimsuit, my fingers finding her slick folds. I groaned at the wetness I found there, my fingers sliding easily into her. I pumped them in and out, my thumb circling her clit, driving her wild.
"Logan," Ava gasped, her voice barely above a whisper. I could feel her orgasm building, a storm of pleasure threatening to consume her. My fingers moved faster, my breath hot against her ear.
"That's it, baby," I growled, my voice rough with desire. "Come for me, Ava. Show me how much you want this."
Ava's orgasm crashed over her like she had a seizure, her body shaking with the force of it. I didn't give her a chance to recover, I spun her around, my hands gripping her ass.
I lifted her up, her legs wrapping around my waist, her pussy pressing against my hard cock.
I carried her to the bed, my hands gripping her hips as I lowered her onto the mattress. I pulled off my swim trunks, my cock springing free. Ava's eyes widened at the sight of it, her pussy clenching with desire.
I climbed onto the bed, my body covering hers. I positioned myself at her entrance, my cock teasing her slick folds. I looked into her eyes, my gaze intense. "Are you ready for this, baby?" I asked, his voice a low growl.
Ava nodded.
I didn't hesitate, I thrust into her, my cock filling her completely. Ava gasped, her body stretching to accommodate my cock. I started to move, my hips thrusting against hers, my cock diving deep into her.
She kept moaning my name and I was loving every second of it. Because that made me proud because I was the only one who made her feel like this.
Ava could feel her orgasm building again, her body aching for release the way she clenched her walls made my thrusts grow more urgent, my body slamming against hers. I gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her skin, as I pounded into her.
"Fuck, Ava," I growled, my voice strained. "You feel so fucking good, baby. I can't get enough of you."
Ava could feel her orgasm approaching, a tidal wave of pleasure building within her. She gripped my shoulders, her nails digging into my skin, as she came, her body quivering. I followed her over the edge, my cock throbbing inside her as I came.
We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies slick with sweat and sex. I rolled off her, my cock slipping from her pussy my cum leaking out of her, a reminder of our intense fuck session.
I pulled her close, my arms wrapping around her. I kissed her forehead, my lips lingering against her skin. "I love you, Ava," I whispered, my voice soft.
Ava smiled, her body still trembling from our lovemaking. She snuggled closer to me, her body fitting perfectly against mine. "I love you too, Logan," she whispered back, her voice filled with contentment before she drifted to sleep.