Chapter 20
W hen you were trying to buy a building and start a business, it was not, Logan decided, in your best interest to forgo having sex with the woman you love.
He was losing it and losing it fast.
Yes, each and every night he got to touch her and sleep with her in his arms. And yes, he took pleasure in all the other things they were doing, but it was getting hard, no pun intended, to not make love to her.
Damn the stupid fucking voice in his head.
He wasn’t sure what the voice in his head was waiting for, but he knew that he had to wait it out. Everything good that had happened to him in his life, was because of that voice. As much as it pained him, he had to continue to listen to it.
He’d just secured a bank loan to purchase the building that would become his new art gallery and now he was on his way home. There were a million things that needed to be done in order for him to get the gallery up and running and he had plans to meet with his mom in a few hours to start a list. But first he wanted to make some calls to his friends in the business to gauge interest.
Back at his house, he stepped up onto his front porch. On his door there was a note.
“Come on in but only if you can handle what you find.” he read out loud.
He’d recognize Melanie’s handwriting anywhere but he didn’t understand the message. Unlocking the door, he twisted the knob and walked inside his home. The first thing he noticed was that all the shades were drawn making the room dark, but it was lit with what looked like hundreds of candles.
There was no Mel in sight and he was just getting ready to call out to her when he saw something on his couch. Walking over to it, he saw that it was red lace panties and a matching bra. Next to it, another note.
“This was just so uncomfortable so I took it off.”
His body went to DEFCON one instantly. Somewhere in his house, she was naked and waiting for him.
He adjusted his growing dick and walked further into his house. She had to be in his bedroom, so he walked slowly down the hall. When he reached his room, the door was closed and there was another note.
“If you come into this room, there is no going back.”
Her words hit him like a ton of bricks. She wanted sex, and it seemed, she was determined to get it. And then he heard it, the little voice in his head. “She’s ready, she’s ready, she’s ready,” it said over and over again.
And it finally made sense to him. He’d needed to know that she was truly good and ready before he took their relationship to the no going back stage. And by planning this, making it something that wasn’t just a spur the moment decision, he knew she was.
Taking a deep breath to prepare himself, he slowly opened the door. There on his bed, buck naked, laid out for him like a feast on Thanksgiving day, was Melanie.
And he was a starving man.
“I see you got my messages.”
He nodded afraid his voice wouldn’t work. He took a step further into the room, never taking his eyes off her. It took a lot of guts and trust to do what she was doing.
Kicking off his shoes, he ripped his shirt over his head and dropped it to the floor.
When he reached for the button on his pants, her breath hitched and he smiled. It was nice to know that he had the same effect on her that she did on him.
As his pants fell to the floor, her legs seemed to open wider giving him a full view of the mother ship. He wanted to go slow, love her like she deserved. But his dick had his own plans and they included being buried inside her in the next ten seconds.
As if reading his mind, she said, “Fast or slow, it doesn't matter. I just want you.”
Taking her at her word, rather than combust, he grabbed the condom that she had conveniently set at the bottom of the bed, and covered himself.
“You fucking take my breath away,” he said as he climbed onto the bed. Dragging his hand up her smooth, toned leg, he bent to kiss her hip. She shivered under his touch, spurring him on more.
He felt her hand on his back and then her nails dug into his skin. That one small gesture was all the motivation he needed to pick up his pace. His lips, finally at hers, kissed her, lightly murmuring words of love. Her body was pliant and ready under his, and when he felt one of her hands wrap around his base and direct him where they both wanted him, he thanked God that he loved a woman who knew what she wanted.
He lifted up on his arms, hovering above her as he felt her warmth start to engulf him. Going slow was torturous but he didn’t want to hurt her.
“Oh, God.” Her eyes had glassed over as he continued to enter her.
His cock was about to burst and he wasn’t even fully inside her yet. He had no idea how he was going to last long enough to make it good for her, but he would try his damnedest. Just when he thought it couldn’t feel better. Melanie entwined her legs around his back, pulling him into her and pushing him the rest of the way inside.
He didn’t move, barely breathed, for fear that he would come in that second.
And there they were, him seated fully inside her, staring into each other’s eyes. She slowly began gyrating her hips under him, making it difficult for him to control himself. Taking his cues from her, he did his best to hold back his release until she came. Together they ground their bodies in unison, both of them panting and grunting. This moment was a long time coming, and Logan knew that Melanie felt the same way.
Her skin became slick with sweat beneath him, and her legs, which were still wrapped around his back, slid even higher. Logan couldn’t wait to experiment with how limber she was in the future. Her heels dug into his lower back with such force, making him moan loudly. Sounds of pure, unadulterated pleasure escaped her mouth and he knew with absolute certainty that she was close.
Closing the distance between their mouths, he poured his heart and soul into kissing her. He wanted to be connected to her in every way when they both came. She trembled under him and her pussy clamped down even harder on his cock. He swallowed her screams with his kisses, and finally, let himself go.
Sweat-covered and panting, he looked down at her. She wore a ridiculous half-smile that he had seen every time he’d made her come over the last week.
“So this was a surprise.”
She lifted a hand and pushed his hair back off his face. “A good surprise, I hope?”
“The best.”
He felt her legs loosen on his back and then drop to the bed. Not ready to pull out but knowing that he needed to – hello, condoms weren’t one hundred percent – he rolled to the left and quickly discarded the condom.
Melanie turned her head and looked at him. “I didn’t force you into anything that you didn’t want to do, did I?”
He wanted to laugh yet somehow kept a straight face. “Yes. Yes you did. Because making love to the woman I love is the last thing I’d ever want to do.”
She rolled to her side, facing him. They were both still naked, and Logan had no desire to change that. “You know what I meant. What about the voice?”
“The voice screamed at me that I would be a fucking idiot if I didn’t take the naked woman lying in my bed at face value.”
Unsure, she asked, “Really?”
“Really.” He rolled onto his side to face her and kissed her forehead. “Everything we did together, I was in complete favor of.” He caressed her arm, feeling her shiver under his touch. “What made you think of this?”
She smiled. “It was pointed out to me that maybe I needed to be the initiator in order for you to know that it was what I really wanted.”
He laughed and shook his head. “I’ll have to thank Carly and Leah for that later.” He was sure they were behind it and it was confirmed when Melanie laughed with him.
“How long have you been here waiting for me? And wait, aren’t you supposed to be at work? It’s the middle of the day.”
“Leah is covering for me, not that she can teach the classes but she is doing some fun stuff with the kids. As for how long I’ve been here, I knew you had that appointment at the bank, so I came and set up while you were there. And then I just waited and hoped you were coming home afterward.”
“What if I hadn’t?” He loved that she had gone through all this work and planning just to show him that she was ready.
“I brought a book. That’s what I was doing before you came.”
Laughter bubbled out of him. “You were just laying here naked reading?” That image in his mind, had his cock already stirring again.
She gave him a sly nod. “Yep. You missed out.”
He kissed her, taking it deeper than he had anticipated, but wasn’t surprised when he felt her legs entwine with his and pull him closer. Happiness was always something that he’d thought he had. But now with Melanie by his side and a new business on the horizon, he was overly aware that what he felt now, was true happiness.
“I was thinking,” she purred, “I might need a repeat performance of what we just did. I’m not sure I got the full effect of the awesomeness.”
He rolled onto his back, pulling her on top of him. “Are you insinuating that I am less than awesome?”
Her eyes widened in fake shock. “I would never.” She sat up on top of him, hands splayed on his chest. Since both of them were still naked, his cock was nestled perfectly between her legs and he could feel her wetness.
His breath hitched when she slid back and forth just once. “Condom,” he croaked out.
Leaning over him, he assumed to grab one, he had a perfect view of her spectacular tits. Not being an idiot, he took one perfect peak into his mouth and had the pleasure of hearing her gasp.
“Holy fuck,” she swore yet didn’t pull her body away.
He teased her nipple with his teeth, something he had learned in the last week that she loved. She was out of control on top of him, her moisture covering his cock as she slid back and forth.
Gripping his hair with both hands, she pulled his head back forcefully. “Fuck me now,” she said her eyes wild with need.
Pressing her upright, he grabbed his cock from between them. “Put the condom on me.” Licking her lips, she tore open the packet with her teeth and with him holding himself at the base, watched her roll it down his length. Condoms were a necessity when he had sex and he’d never thought of them as sexy. But watching Melanie roll one down his hard cock had him vowing to make it her permanent job.
And then it got even better.
She lifted herself just enough to guide him to her opening. And with one swift move, she engulfed him with her heat.
“Oh God,” he groaned out, grabbing her hips.
She was literally sitting on his cock, her feet on the bed next to his hips. It was like she knew this was his favorite position. She began lifting herself off his cock and then back down again. Slowly at first and then faster. He’d expected her to balance herself by dropping her hands to his chest, but he should have known that dancer Melanie would need no help in this area.
Her back was arched and her head was thrown back as she rode him hard. His hands were gripping her hips, helping her move faster and faster. He’d just come like fifteen minutes ago and already he was ready to go over again. The force at which she was fucking him was beyond anything that he had ever experienced.
And then, like a phoenix rising from the fire, she came. Her arms stretched above her head, her eyes closed and her mouth open, she was the most gorgeous thing he’d ever seen. And realizing that she was his, that he’d get to see and experience this every day if he wanted to, made his own body shudder in release.
She was heaving on top of him, his own breath just as heavy and fast.
“Feel free to do that again, any time you feel the need.” he said, partly joking but mostly serious.
Eyes wide, she brushed her hair back from her face. “I’ve never done anything like that before.”
The revelation had him asking, “Like what?”
“I’ve been on top before but never like that. Never with me on my feet and doing all the work.”
She seemed to be in awe of herself and since he felt the same way, he wasn’t going to do anything to bring her down from her sexual high. “Well, consider me an equal opportunity lover.”
She shook her head side-to-side and smiled. “It was really okay?”
“You’re kidding right? It was fucking phenomenal. My head practically exploded.”
She bit her bottom lip, and grinned. “I love you, Logan. So much.”
“I love you too.”
She climbed off him and stood at the bottom of the bed. “I’m gonna use the bathroom real quick, but after that, wanna get some food? I’m starving.”
“You’re on.” He watched her ass sway back and forth as she walked away, marveling at the epicness of it. Sitting up, he removed the condom and stood to find his clothes. Just as he grabbed his pants, his phone, which was in the pocket, rang. Digging for it, he found it in the front and answered.
“Hello.”
“Logan,” his mom said.
“Hey mom, what’s up?”
“Can we cancel getting together this afternoon? I have a few more things I want to work on before I meet with you.”
“Sure mom.” That would actually be better now that he planned to spend the rest of his day with Melanie.
“Great. How about Sunday? We could have a family dinner with everyone, but before, you and I could talk.”
“Sunday sounds good, mom.”
“See ya then, sweetie.”
He clicked off and when he lifted his head, he saw Melanie standing in the doorway.
“Is everything okay?’
“Yeah, my mom wants to have a family dinner Sunday and beforehand she and I are gonna go over some gallery stuff.”
She pulled a t-shirt over her head. “That’ll be fun for you guys.”
“Don’t you mean for us?” He picked up his own shirt from the floor, and put it on.
“Why would I go, it’s a family thing.”
He scoffed. “One, you always go to family things at my parent’s house, and two, you’re with me. That means you are permanently invited.”
She angled her head. “If we hadn’t already made love twice, you would be getting so lucky right now.”
“There’s always later.”
“I guess you’ll just have to do something else to make me want you before then.”
“Come on, tease. Let’s go eat.”
He took her hand and they walked out of his room together.
Together.
A word that meant so much more now that he had her in his life as his girlfriend.