Flame, Rekindled

BECCA

I woke up when the sun was already streaming into my room. I tried to move but soon realized that it would be very hard to do. Logan was a keeper. I smiled and snuggled closer to him. My back was pressed against his chest while his hand was wrapped around my hip.

Honestly, I never felt that good in the morning. His embrace gave me a sense of safety, care, love, and possession. I was totally and undeniably his, and it could have scared me. Probably, it should have scared me, but no, I had this confidence that he would never intentionally hurt me.

It was too good. My eyelids started to get heavier. I felt myself drifting back to sleep. I opened my eyes wide, trying to chase away my dreams. Okay, I needed something to think about. Logan’s hand moved from my hip to my belly from behind, sending shivers down my spine.

I sighed and felt his hand slide up to my breast, cupping one of them. Come to think of it, this was the first night I spent in his arms. When I first slept with him, I didn’t stay in his room, leaving because we decided to keep it a secret.

Then there were a few times when we hung out together, and I slept on one bed with him. The last time was when I found out that Drew had cheated on me… Fuck!

I promised to have dinner with Drew. Knowing him, he wouldn’t let it go, and besides all that, I would need to tell him about Logan and me.

“Rebecca, are you awake?” Logan’s whisper right in my ear caught me off guard. I jerked away a little, and he instantly pulled me back. I smiled goofily and turned around to face him.

“Good morning, Logan,” I said, gazing into his beautiful brown eyes with their long, thick eyelashes. He smiled at me.

“Morning…” He leaned in and kissed my lips. Instantly, I curled my leg around his hip and my hands snaked up to his shoulders, wrapping around his neck.

I wanted to melt into him, pressing my naked breasts against his chest. Anticipation grew within me. I closed my eyes and kissed him back with all the desire I had for him.

With our pelvises pressed together, I felt his cock grow harder. Our kiss became more and more passionate with each passing second. It was mind-blowing, clearing my mind of everything except one thought—that I wanted him.

Logan's hands landed on my waist as he turned onto his back, pulling me to straddle his legs. I moved my hips, rubbing my clit against his hard-on. Desire clouded my mind. I had no idea what time it was or if anyone else was awake.

In that moment, it was just Logan and me. The world around us faded into invisibility.

Without hesitation, I moved and took his dick inside me in one swift motion. I closed my eyes and moaned, feeling him fill me was incredible. I remembered thinking, all those years ago, that he fit me perfectly. He was long enough and thick enough to drive me wild.

I moved my hips slowly at first. Soon enough, Logan pushed himself up and sat on the bed, hugging me tightly. His hands were roaming over my body, caressing my breasts, my belly. He was kissing my neck, sucking on my nipples. I felt warmth spread through my body.

I was on the edge of losing myself in his arms. My moans became louder, and Logan pulled me in for a kiss, drowning the sounds in our locked lips. The orgasm hit me, and it was powerful.

I clung to his shoulders, continuing to move my hips even faster despite waves of pleasure rippling through my body. I felt Logan’s grip on my hips tighten, his lips pressed to mine with such force as if he needed my lips to breathe.

A few minutes after I felt him trembling inside me, a loud moan escaped his lips.

I placed my palms on his cheeks. A little stubble started to grow on his chiseled jawline; Logan leaned into my touch. We stared into each other's eyes, sharing our feelings.

If someone were to ask me later, how did I know that he was the one for me, I would tell them that I realized it just by looking into his eyes, from the moment our eyes met at that party in the fraternity house at college a long time ago.

We just needed time to be able to be together. It was like I finally found the piece of the puzzle that was missing, and now the picture was complete.

“I love you, Logan…” I whispered and kissed his lips sweetly. My fingers snuck to his hair, massaging his temples, and then his nape. His hands were wrapped around my waist. Neither of us was ready to let go.

“If every morning with you were like that, I wouldn’t want to leave the bed at all.” Logan gave me a little peck on my lips, ending our kiss. “And I love you, too.”

“I wouldn’t mind that.” I smiled at him admiringly. “All day in bed with you… What could be better than that?”

“You’re giving me ideas, Rebecca,” Logan growled and turned us around. Now I was on my back while he was towering over me. Suddenly I saw his brow furrow, and he became very serious in an instant. I tensed just by instinct. What was it about? “Shit… I came inside you.”

“It should be okay.” Hurriedly, Logan pulled away from me and sat on the bed, turning his back to me. He was tense like a string. To think about it rationally, I understood why he was reacting like that.

We had only just decided to try to be together, something might go wrong, and we could break up. So, pregnancy would definitely be a complication. And still… This reaction from him was painful to see.

I took the blanket off me and climbed out of bed. I glanced at my phone. It was 9 am. I went straight to the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My lips were swollen, my cheeks were flushed. Only a few moments ago, I was incredibly happy. Now? I don’t know what I feel.

I was confused by Logan’s reaction. I was confused by my reaction as well. My emotions were dictating that I be sad about Logan’s behavior, while my mind was telling me that it was okay. I stepped inside the shower and turned on the water. I closed my eyes, trying to empty my mind.

“Becca, look at me.” I opened my eyes and saw Logan opening the door to the shower stall. He stepped inside and wrapped me in his arms. “I am sorry, babe… It’s not what you think…”

“How do you know what I think?” I buried my face in his broad chest.

“Because I know you.” I heard a smile in his voice. “I wouldn’t mind having babies with you. But I am sure as hell that we need to try living together first… Becca, my life isn’t easy. It’s not all unicorns and rainbows. Sometimes I am barely at home; practices take a lot of my strength and my time.

“When it’s rough, I can be in a bad mood. And don’t forget the games… I am sure that we will be perfect together, but I need you to see my life, to try to live the way I live. Because maybe, love won’t be enough, and you will decide to leave me…”

“I won’t. I know it. And you will see it for yourself.”

“Honestly? I fucking hope so, Becca... You are worth trying for, worth overcoming every struggle.”

He kissed my lips, and we stayed in the shower for some time, kissing and caressing each other. I had no desire to talk about our future. Actions always speak louder than any words. I know that from experience.

I know that I will be able to get used to his life. I am sure of it because I want to be with him. Because he is perfect for me. And he always has been.

“How long are you planning to stay here?” Logan asked when we finally were back in my room. I was choosing what to wear while he was sitting on my bed, fully dressed in his clothes from last night.

“If by ‘here’ you mean your family’s house, then I will leave after lunch, as soon as Lily and John go to the airport. But, if by ‘here’ you mean your hometown, then probably I will go home on Thursday.”

“Why do you need to leave the house?”

“Well... I agreed to stay at Tim and Kate’s place until it’s time for me to go home.”

“Shit... I was hoping to spend more time with you.”

“What is stopping you from seeing me? I will talk to Kate, and I am sure they will be fine with it.”

“Ha!” Logan started laughing. I put on my floral maxi dress and turned to look at him, raising my eyebrow in question. “You sure don’t know about my fight with Tim because of her.”

“I know, Logan. She’s sorry, and she regrets her behavior. She wants you and him to be friends again.”

I walked closer to him and sat on his lap, wrapping my hands around his shoulders. Logan hid his face in my neck, pushing aside strands of my hair. I snuggled into him, moving my hands to the back of his neck, massaging him, running my fingers over his tattoo.

“Don’t tell me that you don’t regret it. You were friends with Tim for years! You should look at the situation from his side.

“Picture if it was Lily or me, who said something about Tim and his colleagues and that every one of them heard that. That he called you out on this. Wouldn’t you be defending her or me?”

“Of course, I would have…” Logan started talking and then fell silent. “Okay, babe, you have a point. I miss him. Truthfully. I am disappointed that one shitty situation broke our friendship.”

“I will talk to them. Kate mentioned something about dinner at their place. I think I could convince them to invite you. Will you come?”

“If they are okay with it, I am all in. It’s time for Tim and me to talk. Having you by my side at a time like this sounds like a miracle.”

“Flatterer.”

I kissed Logan’s lips and tried to stand up. He didn’t let me do that, capturing my lips with his and deepening our kiss in a few seconds. Damn! Would we be able to stop this? For now, it looked as if we couldn’t get enough of each other. The knocking on my door brought us back to reality in a flash.