Chapter 9 #7
Without thinking, the first thing that pops into my head comes out of my mouth. “Did you fuck her Logan?”
He seems a bit surprised by my question, but what did he expect? “Gia, no I never fucked her. I was her Dom for about a month, and she made it clear what she preferred and that wasn’t part of it. She preferred dildos and vibrators.”
Well, at least she can’t throw that in my face. I don’t know if I could face her knowing that he had sex with her. I reach over and put my hand on top of Logan’s very large hand. His face softens and then he laces our fingers together.
“Gia, you have nothing to worry about. But you need to know if we do this, we are exclusive. I have watched several of our members and staff ogling you every chance they get, and I am one jealous fucker.”
“Logan that is all I want. I know that I am fresh from a breakup, but I have never met anyone like you, and if you can deliver like you did tonight, I will be one happy woman.”
“Gia, I have never had an exclusive relationship, so for me to tell you that is what I want is a big deal. I have so many things to teach you as a Sub, but please know that if you do something that requires punishment, you will get it.”
We finish our beers and onion rings and head back to the gym.
He asks me if I want to come to his place for the night, but I explain I want to shower and then get a good night’s sleep.
Although he tells me he is okay with that, his face tells me another story.
I have all these feelings that I need to decompress, and I need to be alone.
My alarm goes off at 5:30 a.m. and I stretch, feeling invigorated.
I put on my yoga outfit and get ready for my 6:00 a.m. class.
We both exit our apartments at the same time.
Logan grabs me and kisses me passionately and we head down to the gym.
Before he leaves to go to his area of the gym, he whispers that he can’t wait to take me back to the club.
The morning goes by extremely fast, and thankfully Susan has no classes today. That is one problem I don’t have to deal with.
Lunch time arrives, and Logan stops at the studio and waits for my class to finish. “Do you want to do lunch Beautiful?”
“I would love to, I will let you pick.”
Just as we are walking to the main area of the gym, we run into Kenzie and Andy.
“Where are you guys headed? How about the four of us go to that roof top restaurant down the street, it’s a beautiful day for it?” Kenzie asks.
We all decided that would work. Logan grabs my hand as we walk out of the gym, which raises a few eyebrows. I can hear the chatter of the female members. Oh well, eat your hearts out ladies, he is mine.
The rest of the afternoon went well, but I do notice the times I ran to the restroom, Blake and Mason chatting with Logan. I can’t wait to hear about those conversations.
My last class was at 4:00 p.m. I finish cleaning up the studio, tally up the attendance of each class today and then I go over tomorrow’s schedule. I enter all the information into the computer and then head upstairs for a shower.
As I am stepping out of the shower, I hear a knock at the door. I yell out that I will be a minute. I grab a pair of shorts and tank and throw them on, sans undergarments. When I open the door, Marco is standing there.
“Hey Gia, may I come in?”
“Sure Marco, come on in and take a seat. Do you want something to drink?”
“I could use a bottle of water if you have it, today was a brutal training day.”
I walk to the fridge and grab a bottle of water and hand it to him and then I sit down across from him.
“Gia, I was wondering if you would be interested in going to a concert with me at Rupp Arena. Nickelback is going to be there on Friday. Do you like Nickelback?”
“I love Nickelback, but unfortunately, I already have plans with Logan. I am sorry.”
I can tell he is extremely disappointed.
I have a feeling that he doesn’t fully understand that Logan and I are an exclusive couple now.
He is such a nice guy, and I am sure he will find someone, but I am not that someone.
And on cue, Logan strolls into the apartment, and plants a kiss on my forehead and sits down next to me, placing his arm around the back of the couch.
“Well, I have to run. Catch you later,” Marco states. And with that, he leaves the apartment.
“Poor guy, I guess he felt he might still have a chance.”
“He never had a chance with you, and I did see you first,” Logan says as he laughs. “Plus, he is going to receive some more bad news. He is being turned down for club membership. He apparently doesn’t have a good reputation in the community; he actually hurt a Sub at a club that he was visiting.”
“Oh my goodness, little Marco? He seems so timid.”
“Do you want to grab some dinner? I am in the mood for Italian tonight. Will that work?”
“Perfect, I am starving. In fact, a pizza and a good glass of wine sounds wonderful.”
We leave the apartment and walk downstairs.
There are a few people working out on the machines, but there doesn’t seem to be anyone at the desk.
That isn’t normal. We both walk over to the front desk and check the schedule to confirm who should be there.
Matt Smith’s name is on the schedule. He is new, so maybe he’s just in the bathroom or something.
As we start to walk to the front door, Matt comes running in from the area of the yoga studio. We turn and see him going for the phone.
“Yes, I am calling from Steven’s Street Gym, we need the police please. Someone has vandalized one of our studios,” he begins. “No, I haven’t touched anything, I will wait and call the owners to come over as well. Okay, thanks,” he finishes and hangs up the phone.
“What is going on Matt? Which studio?” Logan asks.
Matt looks up at me and I already know it must be my studio.
I start to run towards the studio, but before I can step foot inside, Logan grabs me around the waist and turns me around holding me.
I did get a quick look, and it is devastating.
The things written on the walls are hurtful, degrading and downright shitty.
I begin to cry in his arms. He tries to console me, as we hear sirens off in the distance.
Logan steers me towards the front desk again, and we sit down on the couch in the waiting area.
Andy and Kenzie come in behind the police and start speaking with Matt.
Matt relays that he was doing his final walk around the gym before the end of his shift.
When he went by the studio, he noticed the door was cracked.
Earlier in the evening he knew that it was shut and locked.
When he opened the door all the way and flipped the light on, he saw the damage and then rushed to the front desk to make the call.
The police took Matt’s statement, and said to keep everyone out of that room and that someone would be here in the morning to dust for prints, etc.
“Gia, I know this is devastating, but do you think you could hold it together long enough to send a text blast to all the members in the database that usually attend yoga to let them know classes are canceled for the next few days?” Kenzie requests.
“Yes, that shouldn’t be a problem. I will take care of it now.”
I say my goodbyes and head up to my apartment.
Once the laptop has booted up, I open Google Messages for Web and open up the group that I created when we opened.
Thank goodness I keep it updated, removing and adding people to the text group as needed.
I explain to them that there is an issue with the studio, without going into detail, and let them know that classes are canceled for the next few days.
I also advise that I will follow-up with a text when we resume classes.
Once done, I text my instructors to let them know that classes have been canceled for the next few days and that I will let them know when it is business as usual.
Right away Carol responds, asking what is going on.
I just can’t deal with that right now, so I respond back that we can talk tomorrow.
I ask both of them to come in about 10:00 a.m.
I close my laptop and head to the kitchen.
I need a drink. I pour myself a generous class of a red wine that someone gave me as an apartment warming gift.
It isn’t my favorite, but it will do. I sit down on the couch and take a sip, closing my eyes and feeling the warmth of the liquid go down my throat.
My door opens, and without opening my eyes, I know it’s Logan. He walks over to me, sits down and just holds me.
“Beautiful, I know how hard this must be. We will get to the bottom of this, please know that. Andy is super pissed, and he can’t believe this happened.
He is going over the security footage right now, the problem is the hallway to your studio and the studio itself don’t have cameras installed, but that apparently is going to change.
He said he also wants to get cameras installed everywhere possible without invading people’s privacy. ”
That should make me feel better, but it doesn’t. We just sit in silence for about thirty minutes, and then he takes my glass, places it on the coffee table and tells me we still need to eat. I agree with him, although I don’t have a clue if I can really eat.
We head out of the gym, and walk the four blocks down to Giuseppe’s, and for once they aren’t crowded, due to missing the dinner rush.
After being seated at a table in the corner, we order some wine and a large pizza with everything.
This restaurant is known for its pizza, so it is a great choice.
I guess after the long walk here, my appetite has returned.
We devour the pizza and finish off the bottle of wine.
Logan pays the waiter, and we stroll out into a beautiful evening.
The weather is perfect, so we decide to take a walk over to the park, stopping to sit on one of the benches.
“Gia, I don’t want you to be alone tonight, I am going to stay with you, if that is okay. No sex, just sleep, I think we both need it, is that okay with you?”
“Absolutely, you don’t even have to ask, but no sex?” I ask, giggling.
He lifts a left eyebrow as to say don’t push my buttons, but then he gives me that famous Logan grin and I know we are on the same page.
After about an hour, we walk back to the gym, going in through the back door and then over to the new area where our apartments are located.
After locking the door, Logan takes my hand, and we walk into the bedroom.
He slowly removes my clothes until I am standing before him completely naked.
His eyes roam over my body, and I begin to shiver.
He notes that and walks to the bed and turns down the covers and then picks me up and places me in the bed, covering me up.
I watch him as he slowly removes his clothes, once again, he is going commando.
I want to giggle, but I don’t want to ruin this moment.
Logan slides into bed and grabs me by the waist and kisses me.
I can tell he is ready by the way his member is already long and hard.
I am not sure if tonight is a Dom/Sub scenario, but I am going to take matters into my own hands literally.
I slide an arm down and grab his penis, and start to stroke him.
The kiss deepens, and I don’t want to break the magic, but I want my lips around his penis now.
I break the kiss and slowly kiss my way down his rock-hard abs.
Gary had nothing on this Greek masterpiece.
I lick the top of his member and then all the way down to his balls.
I take each ball into my mouth, and suck as hard as I can.
He seems to really like that based on his moans.
I then make my way up and suck his member as hard as I can without gagging.
I have to say, I did get good at this as Gary always demanded I blow him before we had sex.
It is almost as if he couldn’t get hard unless I did.
Suddenly, I am thrown on my back and Logan enters me and strokes me long and hard.
He starts to suck my right breast and then my left breast. I am so wet, and Logan is hammering me hard.
We both come at the same time, and then he falls on me and all I hear is our heavy breathing.
Within a few minutes, Logan gets up and heads to the bathroom, returning with a warm cloth to clean me up.
He then pulls me into his arms, and we both fall asleep.