Chapter 30
Chapter Thirty
LOGAN
I get to her house as soon as I’m sure she’s back from the school drop off. She opens the door in skimpy shorts and a flowy top, her silky hair pulled back into a ponytail.
“Morning,” she says with a smile.
She’s beautiful. I want nothing more than to kiss her, but I don’t think she’s at that stage yet.
She’s been skittish since we started, and I get it.
She got out of a long-ass marriage only a couple of months ago.
And even though she never fully explained what happened, I know he did a number on her.
Made her believe she’s unworthy when she deserves the entire world.
So I need to take this slow. Let her accept it on her own terms. Though the wait is making me jittery. It kills me to be just her contractor, as much as it kills me to pretend as if I don’t want to kiss her every minute I spend at this house.
“Morning,” I finally drawl back.
She heads to the kitchen, and I follow her, taking the coffee she offers me. She’s biting her inner cheek, obviously nervous about something.
I wonder if she’s thinking about the same thing. How she wishes to kiss me.
“Do you think you’ll be here in the afternoon one of these days?” she says, all in one breath, before explaining, “Olivia asked me if she’ll have a chance to work with you.”
Oh. So she wasn’t thinking about me kissing her. Just wanted to take care of her daughter.
“Yeah, sure. I was planning on working longer this week, anyway. I want to finish this for you.”
Her mouth stretches into an infectious smile, one that connects straight to my chest. But as I walk out on the nearly finished deck, I take a gigantic sigh.
What I told her was a lie.
This could have been done days ago. I’ve been tinkering with stupid shit for weeks, to stay near her for a little longer. Just so I can be rewarded with her presence when she walks outside and greeted by one of her smiles.
Already deciding on it, I dial Jim, my second in command.
“I won’t be coming in today,” I say, hoping to avoid further discussion.
“What? But you need to approve of those materials that arrived. We’ve been doing this all on our own…”
“Deal with it,” I bite out and end the call.
I’m a good boss, typically, but they’ve been hounding me for weeks for leaving them out to dry.
And it’s difficult to explain to your employees that you took on a huge extra job, because there was something about the divorced single mom that needed her deck built.
Or that you’ve been stalling the project because you might have fallen for her in the process.
I’ve been paying him my salary the whole time, and I plan to give him a hefty bonus when the project’s done, but I don’t want to sit around and chit chat about that.
It’s almost eleven when Sadie walks out, taking one of her writing breaks. It’s the favorite part of my day. She usually sits close to me, bringing me lemonade and a sandwich, and we talk about everything and anything.
Not today. Today, she gives me a small wave and gets on the lounge near the pool; her Kindle in her hand. That won’t do. She promised me a date, never mind it was under duress. And I’m going to cash that in. Pressing a few buttons on my phone, I order us lunch and head to where she’s sitting.
“Hope you like tacos,” I say, startling her slightly.
She looks flushed, and she’s breathing fast, and I don’t think it’s because I snuck up on her. “I do?” she responds, confused.
I wave my phone, showing her I’ve ordered them. “You know, people usually suntan in their bathing suits,” I add. “You should really take that shirt and those shorts off.”
“I don’t have a bathing suit on.”
“They also suntan naked.” Her eyes widen. “And it’s not like someone is here. Someone other than us.”
She’s still staring like a doe caught in headlights, and I love it. I love that I can make this witty, brilliant woman glitch for a second.
“Oh, yeah? Why don’t you go ahead, then? As your boss, I’d say you’re due for a break.”
My smirk is devilish when she throws the ball right back in my court. “You’re right, boss.” I wink and take off my shirt in one smooth swoop.
Her eyes land on my chest, but they lower, starving, when I unbuckle my pants. Once I’m fully naked, I shoot her a smirk and run to the edge of the pool before jumping into it.
Fuck, it’s freezing.
I pop my head above the water, shaking my hair.
“Feeling refreshed?” She chuckles.
“Yup. Refreshed as fuck. I need to warm myself up, quick.”
“You’re a smart guy. You’ll figure something out.” She smirks.
“As a matter of fact, I already have a great idea. But I’m going to need some help.”
“Where do you plan on finding that help?” She looks around, pretending to search.
“Come here,” I say in a low growl.
The smile disappears from her face and her tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip .
“I said: come here. Before I freeze,” I repeat.
She lifts from the lounge, getting to the edge of the pool.
“You know what’s fantastic for raising your temperature? Skin to skin.” Her breath hitches. “Take off your clothes.”
She stalls for a second, but as soon as my eyebrow rises, she gets to work. In less than a minute, she’s left standing in her underwear. A tight, little bralette and cheeky panties. Not good enough. I continue staring at her pointedly until she gets the message.
Letting out a sigh, she unclasps the bralette, setting her gorgeous tits free. Next up is that perfect little pussy, with just enough hair to drive me crazy.
“Care for a bit of advice?” she says, shifting on her feet. “Us older women, with multiple pregnancies behind us, don’t appreciate standing naked in broad daylight.”
I pat the edge of the pool in front of me, gesturing for her to sit down. “Too bad, because I really fucking appreciate the sight.”
Luckily, even though she’s fighting me with words, her body is fully complicit, sitting down exactly where I said.
“And it might be my youthful naivete speaking,” I continue sarcastically, “but I really appreciate a woman who looks like one, not a teenage girl.” I spread her knees wide, eliciting a sharp inhale.
My head hovers above her pussy and as a few drops of cold water from my wet hair land on her stomach, she winces.
“Don’t worry,” I coo, “I’ll make it all better. ”
I pull her closer to me by her thighs. And then my mouth is on her center, her scent making me let out a loud groan.
Her pussy is my drug, the way she reacts to my touch is my addiction.
I don’t know what sick thoughts her ex put into her head, but I’d live between her legs if she’d let me.
I heat instantly, my cock hardening, regardless of the cold water I’m submerged in.
I spread her open with my hands, flattening my tongue for a long lick before I focus on my favorite part, her clit.
My finger finds its way inside of her, and she moans at the cold of it.
Her eyes close as her back arches, lost in pleasure .
“Look at me when I’m licking this perfect pussy, boss.” She opens her eyes, though they immediately roll to the back of her head. I smirk.
She loves me talking dirty to her. She loves me being savage for her. And I can’t be anything but.
I nip her clit with my teeth, making her hiss. She starts out apprehensive of her sounds, trying to keep quiet, but the backyard soon echoes with her moans.
“That’s it, baby. Let me hear how much you like it.”
“Yes, Logan. Fuck!”
Another finger added, I pump them in perfect tempo while tending to her clit and before you know it, her pussy seizes, and she trembles before me, releasing a pleading whimper.
She might’ve just came, but I’m nowhere near done.
Pressing my palms to the edge of the pool, I pull myself up above her, landing my mouth on hers.
She winces again, my wet body dripping on her, but she melts into my mouth, our tongues finding a flawless rhythm.
My head lowers to her tits, sucking on the delicious, tightened nipples.
“We’re not done, baby. Get on the chair.” I motion my head to the lounge she was lying on before.
She scoots back, sitting on it.
“Turn that pretty ass around. I want to watch it while I fuck you.”
Her gaze lands on my bobbing cock, defying the laws of gravity and temperature. She licks her lips before doing what she’s told. Seeing her on all fours in front of me is almost too much. Her long, sun-kissed hair spills over her shoulder, and I can’t wait to wrap it around my fist.
“This is going to be rough, boss.” I drop to whisper in her ear. “Say stop if you need me to. Ok?”
She releases an audible gulp before saying, “Ok.”
I find my way to paradise, bottoming out inside of her and making her gasp. She’s a furnace to my frozen cock.
“Shhh, I’ll take care of you. This cock is going to fill you up so good.” A moan tears from her, and she pushes her hips back. My lips pull into a smirk. Game on.
Wrapping my fist tightly around her hair, I hold her in place as I bottom out inside of her again.
“Aaah!” she screams.
Another punishing thrust. And another. And another.
Her pussy’s squeezing the life out of me, making spots of color dance in my eyesight.
Her juices are dripping down my balls and it makes me wild.
I lift her by her hair, so her back is flush to my chest. A sheen of sweat covers her as she takes my cock like a fucking champ.
My other hand snakes up her form, leaving goosebumps in its wake, before finding her puckered nipples.
The noise she lets out barrels me toward the edge, but I need her to come once more.