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I opened my eyes to find an empty bed, my heart fell slightly at the feeling. I wasn't stupid, I knew he couldn't stay. But the idea was nice.

Waking up to him next to me, having breakfast, then sleeping all day.

If only.

I stayed in bed for a few minutes, recalling last night.

He pulled away from the passionate kiss before saying, " I have to get home, Yasmin." I said nothing, my mood dampening.

I nodded and pulled away from him completely and fixed my dress. It was around eight by now, the sky dark besides the illuminated blotches through the huge window. I felt his presence behind me, his arms wrapping around my waist.

"I'll do whatever it takes to earn your trust again. But I can't just not return home, you know that." He pressed his lips against my neck softly.

"Are you going to fuck her?" I felt him pause slightly at my question as he answered.

"No." I turned around in his arms to face him. I searched for any sign of a lie. I still wasn't convinced when I detected none. I tried to pull out of his arms but he stopped me and pressed me against the glass. "I said no and I mean that. I'll just make some shit up, I won't hurt you like that again. I promise you."

"Your promises don't really mean

shi—" he stops me with a rough kiss, his hand lightly grasping my throat, his body removing all space between us.

I couldn't help the moan that slid past my lips as his hands pushed up the dress I had on. One hand, brushing against the fabric of my thong. I tried to take his button-up off but he stopped me and held my arms above my head with the other hand.

He kissed and sucked all over my neck, most likely leaving a trail of hickeys while his free hand slid into my panties. Just as I started to move against him he pulled away to wrap my legs around his waist before continuing his sensual caress.

I moaned into his mouth as he slowly rubbed my clit, not breaking his steady pace and his lips never left my neck for more than a second. He found out relatively quickly that my neck was the most sensitive part of my body besides the obvious, and he was quite busy with that.

In less than a minute, I could feel how wet I was as he finally sped up. And just as I neared my orgasm, he stopped and let me down to stand on my wobbly feet. Confused and slightly hurt, I looked at him quizzically.

Before I could ask him what was wrong he loosened his blue tie and slowly unbuttoned his shirt. His chocolate eyes never leaving mine when he shrugged the shirt off and began unbuttoning his pants.

Out of all the times Logan and I had sex, this was the only time where we didn't fight for dominance. It was always equal or when we had rough sex, we would push each other to the limit to gain control. Only to tire ourselves out in the midst. But now, I couldn't help but willingly give in to him.

My mouth went dry at his physique, the way he teased me with his every move. He stopped after his slacks were unbuttoned, a prominent bulge waiting to be relieved. Walking over to me, he slid my dress off my shoulders, leaving me in my black strapless bra and matching thong.

I had the strongest adrenaline rush, I felt like an energizer bunny around him, as weird as that sounds.

My mouth was literally salivating at the sight of him, my heart racing, I pushed him backwards to the couch slowly until he sat down. I moved to my knees and pulled at his pants hungrily. He sprang free from his boxers, pre-cum spilling from the tip. Without a second thought I gripped him with both hands and pulled the rest of him into my mouth.

Closing my eyes, I jerked him into my mouth, taking him in as far as I could while moving my hands in a circular motion. I could hear him cursing in pleasure as I moved faster, his hand brushing away any strands of hair covering my face. "Fuck, yaz."

He started pushing himself further into my mouth causing me to moan onto him, all the while never stopping. "Fuck, fuck—" I could tell he was close to coming as the muscles in his thighs started to tense and the grip he had on my hair tightened.

I deep throat him down to the base, making him toss his head back with a groan, my hands no longer gripping him. I swallowed every drop with a moan as his body tensed completely before going slack. His length only semi-hard now. Logan was definitely an all-nighter, never had we only had sex once or just twice.

Somehow, after that, I persuaded him to follow me home. You would expect the sexual tension to dissipate from the drive but it only seemed to strengthen.

We had sex three times once we came back to my place after more foreplay and that's when we both fell asleep.

I looked at the clock to see it was a little past eight in the morning, with a huff I get up and pull on a robe. Just as I head into my bathroom, I hear the doorbell ring. I walk past the mirror quickly and try to fix my wild

bed-sex-hair before walking downstairs.

I opened the door and came face to face with Logan. I looked at him in shock but he stepped into the house and pulled me against him, closing the door. He turned baseball cap to the back so it wouldn't knock me in the head. With his lips latching onto mine, he slipped his tongue into my mouth as I gasped. I stopped him when his hands tugged at the tie to my robe.

"Wait, wait, Logan. W-what are you doing here? What happened?" I look into his eyes and couldn't decipher what emotion was embedded in them, he was obviously upset because he hadn't said a word yet.

He looked away from me and pulled away then he turned in his heels headed for the door.

"Logan! Wait, I'm sorry. I... um I don't mean to pry. We don't have to talk about it. I'm sorry." I grabbed his arm before he could leave and pull him away from the door.

His eyes met mine again and he closed them for a second before opening them again. He walked closer to me and caressed my jaw with his thumb, looking over my features silently.

"No, I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"I'm just fucking confused and I'm taking it out on you and I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, Yaz." He kissed my forehead and wrapped me up in his arms tightly, swaying us both.

I smiled at the feel of him holding me, a funny feeling spreading through my chest. I kissed his cheek and brushed a hand over his chest. "It's okay, what are you confused about?"

He stared at me for a moment before he finally spoke. "Sarah wants to try and have a baby."

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