Chapter 22: Chapter 22

LAUREN

Lauren laughed and leaned down to kiss him. Her stomach fluttered, her body tingling with warmth as his tongue ran along hers. She sighed into the kiss, grinding down on the hardness that was still trapped inside his slacks.

Impatience burst inside her like popping bubble gum, and she tugged his pants button until it released. Then she reached between them to pull his hardness free, his girth and length making her pussy drool.

She kissed his neck, sucking on his skin before moving down his body, relishing the taste of him after going so long without it. His tip leaked onto her hand, inviting her for a taste.

Holding eye contact as she went, she moved down his body and closed her lips around him, her pleasure spiking at the way he groaned and reacted.

He gasped and said, “Oh, fuck,” when she took him all the way to the back of her throat. Bucking against her mouth, he gripped the blanket as he sucked in sharp breaths through clenched teeth.

Lauren sucked and licked him, making him harder and harder, until her pussy was drooling as much as her mouth on his cock was. Her core tightened in anticipation as she let him go, her throat coated in his want.

Climbing over him and lifting her hips on his waist, she positioned him at her entrance.

“Let me see your pretty pussy take this cock, sweetheart.” The way Logan’s voice got so deep when they fucked had her sinking onto him.

She moaned and shuddered as he filled her.

His tip hit that spot deep inside that gave her a delicious, sweet pain she wanted to feel every minute of every day.

And then she rode him—hard—too impatient to do things slow.

The bed shook beneath them as his moans and grunts mixed with her cries and pants. He reached up, nipping at her peaks while she dug her nails into his chest. Her body prickled with sweat, the tension in her body growing unbearable again.

“Fuck. Fuck. Holy fuck,” she panted as his cock pounded into her, his hips meeting hers so hard she thought she was going to break bones. She found his mouth, kissing him hard. Her hair fell over them as she stroked his tongue with hers in time with her thrusts.

And then she was there, her body flushing with a searing heat that had nowhere to go. Her core released a tidal wave of pleasure that had her trembling around him. Her silent cries fell out of an open jaw as he gripped her hips and rammed her orgasm home.

His hard thrusts shook her to the bone just as he let out a deep rumbling growl that rippled through his body. He rocked his hips against hers until he stilled, releasing himself inside her.

“Beautiful. So fucking beautiful,” he said through heavy breaths. Sitting up, his cock still hard as a rock inside her, he cupped her face.

She met his gaze through hooded lids, her body still riding its high. He kissed her softly, the tender pressing of his lips on hers pulling her out of the haze enough for her heart to skip a beat. His kiss also cleared away the other clouds in her mind.

Lauren was done pushing Logan away. The connection between them was undeniable, and she couldn’t pretend it wasn’t anymore. She needed to see where this could go. And for that, she needed Shana’s blessing.

“I have to tell Shana,” Lauren said between heavy breaths. “I don’t want to stop doing this, so we need to make it okay with her.”

Logan smiled, his cock pulsing inside her. “We?”

“Yes, you need to find a way to guarantee it won’t affect her.” She hissed as he squeezed a nipple. “Sign a contract or something.”

“I can do that,” he said. “Anything else?”

“Yeah,” Lauren said. “I want to keep it private. At least until your event is over.” She gasped as he lifted and then dropped her onto his cock. “I can’t have our relationship affecting my business. That’s very important to me. Do you understand?”

“I hear you, Lauren. But,” he said, kissing her again, “tell Shana tomorrow. For now, I have to make sure you can’t walk, remember?”

In a flash, he flipped them, burying his face in her neck, and she laughed. But her laugh was cut short when he slammed inside her, shoving her to the edge again.

And then he kept his promise. He fucked her all night and made her orgasm all night, and when the morning came, though she could still walk, the thought of sneaking out didn’t even cross her mind.

***

Lauren stepped out of her shower the next morning, ready to tell Shana about her and Logan. Despite her nerves, she couldn’t make the smile leave her face. Logan Hawke had put it there, and it wasn’t leaving.

Dressing in jeans and a jumper, she went out to the living area where Shana messed about in the kitchen, cleaning through the shelving and wiping surfaces.

Lauren stopped dead in her tracks, the happiness that bubbled in her stomach turning to a simmer at the frown on Shana’s face.

She was angry cleaning. That wasn’t a good sign.

Lauren edged forward and sat on the barstool, chewing her lip and fiddling with the end of her jumper sleeves. She had been hoping Shana was in a good mood, but Lauren’s anxiety got worse when Shana didn’t even turn to her.

If it was a fight with Dre she was angry about, then Shana would already be ranting, which only left Lauren in the firing line.

Shit.

“Any chance you’re angry cleaning because Love Island didn’t end how you wanted it to last night? Or because they didn’t have your soy milk at the café?” Lauren asked, keeping her tone light and playful.

Shana snapped her head to her, glaring. “You know why I’m angry,” she said, her tone biting.

Lauren racked her brain for any reason Shana would be mad at her besides the fact that she was fucking her boss, but none came to mind. She wondered how Shana had found out.

When Lauren didn’t answer, Shana huffed and climbed down from the step stool, the cabinets looking show-home clean, before throwing the cloth in the sink and putting her hands on her hips. “You and my boss fucked,” she said.