Chapter 19 — Logan

Logan blinked his eyes open, feeling a weight on his body. Turning to his right, he saw Reed still fast asleep, his legs entwined with Logan's and his arm casually thrown over Logan’s chest. It felt like the most natural position in the world.

This is what it must feel like to be with the right person.

A grin slowly spread over his face as he thought about last night. He had never felt that intensity with his orgasms as he did with Reed and now, there was this yearning for more. His already swollen cock grew even harder under the thin sheet, prodding against Reed’s leg.

He knew they were an unlikely couple, but even with their different pasts, nothing felt more right than it did when they were together. Now that he’d admitted his feelings, he didn’t want to scare Reed, but he was certain he’d found the one.

Logan continued to watch Reed’s peaceful face. He ran his gaze over Reed’s thick, dark lashes, his beautiful and smooth skin that was now more tanned than normal from being mostly outside these past few weeks. With the sheets halfway down his waist, Logan admired Reed’s supple body—his pink nipples which were begging to be sucked and licked, and the light yet defined muscles which covered his abs. He was truly beautiful.

Logan needed to move his arm, but the slight movement caused Reed to stir in his sleep, and slowly, he opened his eyes, locking their gazes together. Reed dipped his head, almost shy.

“Morning.”

Logan tucked a finger under Reed's chin and tilted it to his face. "Morning to you, handsome." He leaned forward and pecked Reed on the lips. "I don't think I’ve ever slept so well.”

Reed’s smile sobered. “You don't regret last night, do you?"

Logan shook his head vehemently. “Are you kidding me? I told you that, I'm in this for real. I'm never gonna run or try and hide my feelings from you again."

Satisfied, Reed moved closer wrapping his arms around Logan's chest and kissing his nipples lightly. “I love this ink all over your chest—it’s so sexy…” Logan closed his eyes, relishing the feel of Reed’s mouth on him.

“I can feel that someone else is happy to see me, too.” Reed lowered his hands as he continued to pepper kisses over Logan’s chest, until he wrapped it around Logan’s cock. “Mmmmmm…” he groaned, “you feel incredible.”

Logan blew out a controlled but shaky breath. “I want more, Reed.”

Reed’s mouth froze against him and he lifted his head, his eyes questioning. “What do you mean?”

“I want you inside of me.” Logan’s heart began to thump harder. “I want you to fuck me, Reed.” The words came rushing out of his mouth, his body on fire at the thought of what he’d suggested.

Reed’s eyes widened. “You’re ready for that?”

“Yeah. I am. I can’t explain it… but I just need to be closer to you.”

Reed groaned and closed his eyes. Logan felt his cock pulse against his stomach, drops of pre-cum leaking out and coating him.

“God, Logan, what are you doing to me?” He blew out a deep breath as if wrestling with his control. “I want that too, so bad. But not today. After all,” he smiled, “I do want you to be able to ride that bike home.”

“Yeah.” Logan flattened his lips, disappointed. “I guess there’s that, too.”

“Soon, I promise.” Reed dropped light kisses on his stomach. “Straddle me, I want to try something.”

He settled on his back and Logan pushed the sheets away, exposing Reed’s full cock, which was pink and pointing straight up at him. Logan curled his hand around it, taking his time to explore it, squeezing it against his hand.

“Straddle me,” Reed panted.

Logan moved over him, taking the weight on his arm, careful not to crush Reed underneath him. Reed moved his hands, one to grip Logan’s cock, the other to knead his backside and Logan closed his eyes at the rush of pleasure at feeling the other man against him. Reed brought his hand up and sucked his finger as he continued to encourage Logan to move his hips, in sync with their thrusts as they rocked against each other.

Reed lowered his hand back down and move further back, causing Logan to jump in surprise as he felt a finger pressing against his entrance.

“It’s okay,” Reed assured him. “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Logan nodded slowly, incredibly turned on, and resumed his movement, each rock pushing back against Reed’s finger, rubbing slow circles on a part of him that nobody else had ever touched.

“That feels amazing,” Logan growled. He opened his eyes to see Reed’s face flush with desire, his eyes dark with lust as he watched Logan’s every expression. He bent down to take Reed’s pebbled nipple into his mouth, kissing, pulling and biting, as heat rolled off his body with Reed’s finger slipping inside him.

Logan was so close but he wasn’t ready to end it yet. He wanted to have Reed’s cock in his mouth.

“I need to taste you…” Slowly, he pulled away and Reed’s eyes fluttered closed in anticipation, moving his head to the side.

Logan moved lower down until he was face to face with Reed’s perfect cock. “You’re so fucking hot,” he said as he licked Reed’s crown. He grabbed the base and licked his way down the smooth, soft shaft. Reed instantly intertwined his fingers through Logan’s hair and groaned in appreciation. Spurred on, Logan opened his throat and took him all the way in. His tongue snaked out and licked Reed’s tight balls at the same time, making his cry out in pleasure. “Fuck, Logan,” he moaned, “You’re a natural at this.”

Logan continued that way, sucking and licking. He wasn’t sure if he was doing it right, but from the way Reed was reacting, he figured he was doing okay. He felt Reed swelling in his mouth and instantly knew that he wanted all of Reed, not pulling off even when Reed tried to push his head away. This was all new to Logan, but it felt so incredibly right and natural. He reached a hand down between his legs and fisted his own cock, which felt harder than he’d ever been before.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna…” And then Reed came, shooting his hot seed down Logan’s throat. Logan swallowed it all, licking every last drop, wanting to own all of Reed. Reed’s aftershocks pulsed in his mouth until finally, Logan slid his mouth off him. The next moment, Logan felt his orgasm rush through him and his vision exploded with stars. His entire body spasmed as his cock shot out streams of cum all over Reed’s abdomen.

“Jesus,” Logan growled, “that was… unbelievable.”

Reed grinned at him, cupping Logan’s face with his hand. “It was. And if this is just the prelude, the main event will be out of this world for us.”

Panting with the force of his orgasm, Logan moved up the bed, kissing Reed on the mouth with a fierce passion, trying to tell him everything he felt but couldn’t put into words.

“Come on,” Reed took his hand. “Let’s get cleaned up. Then we need to eat. I’ve got a feeling I’m gonna need all my energy around you, my military man.”

Later, they walked across the road to the same diner Reed visited the previous night.

“This place gave me the creeps, last night.” Reed frowned as they crossed the road. “I swear everyone was staring at me—and not in a good way.”

“I wouldn’t have let anyone touch you.”

Reed stopped to face him once they were on the other side. “Thanks, but you weren’t there.”

“I was watching you from the parking lot. You were safe.”

Reed’s mouth dropped open. “You could see me? Why didn’t you come in?”

“I didn’t want to upset you.” Logan kicked at the dirt. “Wanted to keep our meeting private.”

Reed looked away. “I understand.” He began to move, when he felt Logan’s hand on his arm.

“We can go someplace else if you’re not comfortable.”

Reed placed his hand on Logan’s, smiling. “That’s so considerate but I’m good. Don’t think anyone’s gonna mess with me today with you by my side.” He winked at him and continued in the direction of the diner.

After a hearty breakfast, Logan sat back in his seat, sliding his arm across the back of the booth. He patted his stomach. “That was so good. Though, I eat like a horse compared to you.” He eyed Reed’s half-eaten plate of pancakes.

“Honey, you don’t get a body like this for nothing.” He gestured with his hand towards his body and winked at Logan, pushing his plate away. “I’m done. Totally stuffed.” Reed swirled his coffee around in his cup before bringing it to his lips. Blowing across the top, he took a small sip, looking at Logan. “Tell me about yourself. About your family, why you joined the Navy… I want to know everything about you since you pretty much know my story.”

Logan drew his eyebrows together with his fingers, a frown line appearing between them. He inhaled sharply.

“Let’s just say that I had a pretty shitty childhood, bouncing around from one foster home to the next.” A smile stretched across his lips that held no humor. “I was told continuously that I was unwanted. I found out later on that my so-called mother was a coke addict and my father was a drunk. So yeah, that part was true—I was an unwanted accident.”

Reed’s eyes flared with compassion. “Jesus, Logan. I'm so sorry. It must’ve been really tough for you growing up.”

"Yeah, it was. I used to watch the other kids getting dropped off by their moms, sandwich bags in hand, kisses to go.” He snorted. “I was lucky if I made it to school in one piece.”

“What do you mean?”

Logan sighed and leaned forward, playing with the salt shaker. “The foster homes I grew up in? It was every dog for themselves—survival of the fittest. I got pushed around quite a bit but quickly learned to toughen up and defend myself.” He looked up and smiled at Reed. “Unfortunately, being withdrawn and quiet earned me the title troublemaker."

“Oh, man. Life’s so unfair sometimes.” Reed placed his hand on Logan’s, giving him a gentle squeeze before removing it. “And the bikes? How did that come about?”

“I was in my early teens and finally got moved to a home where I felt like I fit in. The guy in charge—my foster father, Jon—was mad about customs and classics. To keep myself out of trouble, I often went into the garage to watch him and the other guys, help out occasionally if they’d let me.”

Reed nodded, not wanting to interrupt.

“So, eventually I picked some of it up and then he’d let me work on the bikes together with him. I learned a ton over those years—better than any mechanic school could teach me.”

“You still keep in touch?”

Logan’s eyebrows drew down. “I did. I stayed with them until I hit seventeen and with their consent, I enlisted in the Navy. Kept in touch throughout.”

Reed held his breath. “What happened?”

Logan dragged his hand over his face. “Jon had a heart attack last year. Came out of nowhere, his wife, Jenny, said.”

Reed’s eyes filled with compassion. “I’m so sorry.”

Logan nodded. “Yeah, me too. That’s why I opened my shop—it’s a tribute to his memory.”

Apart from Michael Barnes, no one else had known the reasons behind Logan’s shop. Yet, sharing the story with Reed made him feel even closer to him. Slowly, he was revealing parts of his life that he’d kept hidden for years.

As they chatted in the diner for the next hour, Logan knew that with Reed, everything just seemed to fall into place. He was sexy, kind, big-hearted… and they just clicked.

Reed was the missing piece of Logan’s heart.