Chapter 15
O ne thing Mum always instilled in me was the belief that it’s better to be surprised than hurt. That if you don’t get your hopes up, you can’t be disappointed. So, to say I was absolutely not expecting to come back to two adorable bundles of fur waiting for me is an understatement. The evidence of him listening and remembering something I only mentioned once had me lost for words.
Throw in him being so passionate about explaining how he wants us to work out? It’s almost more than a girl can take.
“Meow.” Being woken up to the little tabby cat, or Teddy, as I’m calling her since she looks like a teddy bear, prancing up and down my back, is the only acceptable way to wake up. Rolling over dislodges her for a second before she jumps on my stomach, purring and making biscuits. I’d always dreamt of having my own pets but it was never very practical and the last thing I would ever want to do is get a pet I can’t give the absolute world to. Looking to the bottom of the bed, I spy Rocky with his head between his paws as he looks at me. Cute puppy dog eyes, gah!
With a final ear scratch and kiss to her nose, I lift Teddy off me, and bend down to give Rocky some loving to before saying, “You two wait here while I shower and then we’ll get you guys sorted, okay?”
With a few slow blinks as my only answer, I turn my back on them and grab some clean underwear before heading into the en-suite. I let myself in, only to freeze. Because behind the steam is none other than Logan, showering. Standing there in all his naked glory, tanned skin shimmering under the shower heads spray, back muscles flexing as his arm moves. Because not only is he naked, which is distracting enough, but he has one hand braced on the wall as he leans forward and the other…oh shit. He’s jerking off. Watching his arm muscles flex as he strokes his cock has me fighting back a whimper. My foot catches on to something, sending me crashing to the floor, drawing Logan’s attention.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to...The door was unlocked,” I rush out as I keep my eyes firmly north of his cock. I am absolutely not tempted to look down at it. Nope, not at all.
“Are you okay?” he drawls, not moving a muscle to stop what he’s doing. No, if anything, going by the way the veins on his arm pop out, he very clearly has tightened his grip. And if my eyes aren’t deceiving me, he’s moving his arm faster as he keeps his eyes firmly glued to me. It’s then I remember I’m still dressed in my tank top and short sleeping set. My nipples are definitely visible, and if I turn around, he’ll see my ass too.
“Yep, I’m all good…I’m just gonna...go.” Climbing to my feet, I jerk my thumb behind me before spinning around and firmly closing the door before leaving heavily against it while I process what I just saw. Not only is he very gifted down there, his nose isn’t the only thing he has pierced. Holy shit.
What would that feel like inside me?
Would those silver barbells on the head of his cock make him harder to take?
When can I find out?