Chapter 54 Let me make love to you
~Logan's POV~
The sunlight streamed through the windows of the apartment, but all I could see was her.
Still sitting cross-legged on my couch, her hair a messy bun around her head, her eyes were so soft and trusting, even after everything I barely managed to tell her last night.
She didn't even freak out as i was expecting. I didn’t deserve her.
But selfishly, I wasn’t going to let her go.
I pushed myself off the wall where I’d been leaning and crossed the room toward her.
She smiled up at me, the kind of smile that made the tight knot in my chest loosen just a little. The kind of smile that lit up my whole world.
"You doing anything later?" I asked, my voice coming out roughly from lack of sleep and too many emotions.
Her head tilted slightly. "No... why?"
I smirked and sat on the coffee table in front of her, close enough that our knees brushed.
"After football practice," I said, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, "I'm taking you out. Proper date. Just you and me."
Her face lit up and I was left wondering because how the hell could someone like her still smile like that at someone like me?
"I'd love that," she said softly.
"Good," I muttered, leaning in to brush a kiss against her forehead. "I'll pick you up at six. Dress warm."
She laughed lightly, making my lips curved in a smile too . I couldn't resist.
I was so gone for her.
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Football practice took longer than usual.
Coach was on a rampage about the upcoming game, barking orders, plays and corrections like we were in a damn boot camp.
Normally, I would have been locked in- laser focused, nothing else mattering.
But today?
Today, I was distracted as hell.
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Ava.
Saw the way she looked at me like I wasn’t broken beyond repair.
Saw the way she smiled at me like I was worth staying for.
When Coach finally blew the final whistle, releasing us from his torment, I didn't even bother hitting the showers. Just wiped the sweat from my face with a towel, grabbed my bag, and sprinted toward the parking lot.
I just wanted to see her.
But what I found made my blood boil.
Across the parking lot, near Charlotte’s car, she stood with Charlotte and some guy I didn’t recognize.
He was tall. blonde. Pretty-boy smile plastered across his face as he leaned a little too damn close to Ava, laughing at something she said.
She smiled politely, a tight, polite little smile but the asshole didn’t seem to get the hint.
He brushed his hand down her arm, like he had a right to touch her. What the fuck did he think he was doing?
A low growl built in my throat, and my vision turned red. I was a possessive man and I certainly don't like others touching what's mine.
Without thinking, without caring about anything else, I stormed across the lot.
"Hey," I barked.
The guy turned, eyebrows lifting in surprise. Ava’s head snapped toward me, her eyes widening.
The dude- whoever he was- straightened up, sizing me up like he thought he could take me.
Not fucking happening.
I came to a stop inches from him, squaring my shoulders.
"You got a problem, man?" the guy asked, smirking slightly. Like this was a joke to him. Did he think I was joking right now? I was literally fuming,close to bursting, but that didn't seem to reach his fucking brain.
"Yeah," I said, my voice low and dangerous. "You touching what's mine."
Ava gasped softly, but she didn’t pull away.
The guy laughed like he couldn't believe it.
"Chill out," he said, holding up his hands. "I was just talking to her. Didn’t realize she came with a guard dog."
Wrong move.
I took a step forward, grabbing his shirt and shoving him back roughly against the car behind him.
He grunted in surprise, his eyes going wide.
"You so much as look at her again," I growled, "and I’ll make sure you can't walk straight for a week. You hear me?"
He nodded quickly, fear flashing across his face.
I shoved him once more for good measure before letting him go. He stumbled away without a word, disappearing into the crowd.
I turned to Ava, still seething.
Her mouth was parted slightly in shock, her cheeks flushed.
"Logan..." she started.
But I didn't let her finish.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to me, crushing my mouth to hers in a hard, claiming kiss.
She melted against me instantly, her hands gripping my sweat-soaked shirt like she didn’t want to let go.
When I finally pulled back, we were both panting.
"You’re mine," I rasped. "Only mine."
She blinked up at me, her lashes heavy, her eyes dark with something that looked a lot like desire.
Before she could even answer me, we heard Charlotte clearing her throat.
“Mmh… !... I'm still here, you know?. By the way, thank you for a free show! I'll go now , before you start undressing each other”. She waved at us and drove her car away
I turned to Ava but I didn't trust myself to say anything else.
I just grabbed her hand tightly in mine and tugged her toward my truck.
The date could wait.
First, I needed to make sure every single person in this town knew she was off-limits.
~
I couldn’t stop looking at her. Couldn’t stop thinking about the way she tasted, the way she trusted me.
By the time we made it back to my apartment, I couldn't control myself anymore.
The door barely clicked shut behind us before I had her pinned against it, kissing her like I was starving for years and she was the only thing that could save me.
She kissed me back just as fiercely, her hands dragging my hoodie up over my head and tossing it somewhere behind me.
I needed more.
Needed her.
"Logan," she breathed against my mouth, her hands fumbling with the hem of my shirt.
I helped her, pulling it over my head and tossing it aside. Her hands traveled over my chest, feeling my rock abs, and I shuddered under her touch.
I tugged her sweater over her head in return, revealing the soft, lacy bra underneath.
I groaned low in my throat, running my hands down her sides, touching every inch of her to my memory.
"You’re perfect," I whispered.
She smiled up at me, shy but sure, and reached for the waistband of my jeans.
We stumbled backward toward the bedroom, fell onto the bed.
I hovered over her, taking a moment to just look.
Her flushed cheeks, her kiss-swollen lips, the way her chest heaved with every breath.
I pressed my forehead to hers, grounding myself.
"Let me make love to you Ava" I said, my voice hoarse. "Tell me now you want that"
She cupped my face in both hands, her thumbs brushing my cheekbones.
"I do," she whispered.
And that was all I needed.
A permission.
I was on top of Ava, our bodies tangled together in the soft sheets of the bed. Our lips met in a fiery kiss, our tongues exploring each other's mouths with hunger. I could feel the heat radiating off of her skin, and I knew that she was just as eager as I was.
I broke the kiss and trailed my lips down her neck, nipping at the sensitive skin and eliciting a loud moan from Ava. My hands roamed her body, tracing the curves of her breasts and hips before settling on the waistband of her panties.
I hooked my fingers under the fabric and tugged them down, revealing the sweet, wet center.
I positioned myself between her legs, my eyes locked onto the pink, glistening flesh of her pussy. I leaned in and flicked my tongue over her clit, teasing the sensitive nub with soft, slow strokes.
Ava moaned and arched her back, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pressed me closer to her.
“Oh god! Logan don't stop". Ava moaned loudly.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, rolling it between my lips and teasing it with my tongue.
Ava's moans grew louder, her body trembling beneath me as I brought her closer and closer to the edge.
"Oh fuck, Logan," she gasped, her voice thick with desire. "I'm so close."
I pulled back and grinned up at her, my lips slick with her juices. "Not yet, baby," I said, my voice low and husky. "I want to feel you come around my dick."
I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her slick, wet folds. I thrust forward, burying myself inside her with a single, powerful stroke. Ava cried out, her pussy clenching around me as I began to move.
I pounded into her, each thrust driving me deeper and deeper inside her. I could feel her nails digging into my back, her hips rising to meet mine with each thrust.
The room was filled with the sounds of our moans and the wet, slapping sounds of my cock meeting her pussy.
I pulled out of her and flipped her onto her stomach, positioning her on her hands and knees.
“I wish you could see what I'm seeing right now. So fucking sexy!"
I ran my hands over the curves of her ass, admiring the way her body moved beneath me. I positioned myself at her entrance and thrust forward, filling her up in one, smooth motion.
“God! please" Ava moaned.
“Please what Ava? Be specific, what do you want?" I teased her even though I was on edge too. Her body looked so fucking sexy under me.
“Please don't stop!" She moaned softly as I teased her with my cock sliding up and down her wet folds.
I grabbed her hips and began to pound into her, my thrusts growing harder and faster as I chased the release that was building inside of me.
Ava's moans grew louder, her pussy clenching around me as she neared her own climax.
"Fuck, Logan," she gasped, her voice strained with pleasure. "I'm going to come."
I reached around and rubbed her clit, my fingers working in time with my thrusts. Ava's body tensed, and then she was coming, her pussy clenching around me as she cried out in pleasure.
The feel of her orgasm sent me over the edge, and I came with a groan, my cock pulsing inside her as I filled her with my hot, sticky cum.
I collapsed onto the bed beside her, our bodies slick with sweat and our breaths coming in ragged gasps. Ava turned to me, her eyes sparkling.
"That was amazing," she said, her voice still breathless.
I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What's that?"
She leaned in and whispered in my ear, her voice low and seductive. "I love you
I grinned and pulled her closer, my hands roaming over her body as I prepared to take her once more. This time, I knew that it would be even better than before.
“I love you too, and Ava! You're mine"