Regrets

BECCA

It was 2 am. He was probably asleep, but I waited patiently. He said he would wait for my call. Logan met my expectations. I heard his sleepy and raspy voice through my phone.

“Yeah, babe... yawn... Are you in bed?” I took off my heels and sat on the bed.

“Sorry for waking you up.”

“It’s no big deal... besides, I told you that I would wait.” Logan chuckled, and I plopped myself on the back, feeling the tension disappear. “How was your night?”

“Scandalous.” I let my palm travel from my neck to my boobs.

“How so?” I think I got his attention.

“Jenny got a little drunk and decided to ask about Chase and me. Technically, about our only night. She wanted to know how he was with me.”

“And?” I heard the sound of moving sheets.

“I told her that he liked rough sex much more than other things. He isn’t like that with her.”

“We all change for our partners.”

“Yeah? And what would you change for me?”

Logan laughed curtly, and I let out a small smile as well.

“With you, I am open to everything. Whatever you would want. But I would never agree to a threesome with you and another guy or girl. You are mine. I don’t like sharing what is so precious to me.”

I closed my eyes, feeling butterflies in my stomach. What he said spoke volumes. I sighed.

“I want you so much, Logan. Even now. You are miles away and…”

“My thoughts exactly… Come home to me, Becca. You could change your ticket and be here tomorrow.”

“I would love to… But I promised Chase and Jenny that I would spend some time with them. I think they feel that everything will change very quickly, and they won’t have many opportunities to see me.”

“We could invite them. I would love to finally meet the guy who has always made me jealous.”

“You will. I promise. But you will need to promise as well to sign a card for him.”

“I could write him a check with some money for all the years he took care of you.”

“Logan, you are unbelievable.”

“What are you wearing right now?”

“Logan, I am so not doing this with you.” I laughed slightly and sat on the bed, taking off my dress. I tossed it aside and stayed in my underwear.

“Why? Hearing your beautiful voice made me hard.”

“I am in my lingerie.” My hand traveled from my chest down to the waistband of my panties.

“A few more details won’t hurt…” Logan’s whisper brought a jolt of joy to me.

“It's a lace push-up bra and a thong… I bought this set a few months ago, and it’s black.”

“Babe, I can already picture you… Damn…”

I heard his breathing get louder. He was jerking his dick, I was sure of it. I had never had phone sex before. It was so new to me, but hearing my man pleasuring himself gave me a much-needed push.

My hand slid under my panties. I placed my fingers on my clit and started rubbing in circles. I bit my lower lip, stifling a moan.

“Becca... What are you doing?... Tell me...”

“I am rubbing my clit... Your tongue would have been so much better, but... I need to be creative...”

“Oh yeah, I would love to lick you dry... Until you are begging me to stop... Shit, Becca... I am already so close... And you?”

“Uh-huh... Oh...”

I had an orgasm, feeling my whole body trembling and my insides spasming. I heard Logan’s moan, and I knew that he had an orgasm too.

“Logan... The things that I want you to do to me...”

“Have you ever squirted?” He walked somewhere, probably to wash his hands and change his underwear.

“Logan!”

“What? I want you to experiment…”

“Do you have any idea that you ruined the moment just now?”

“We will see about that. I am sure as hell that I ignited your curiosity.”

“I will think about it,” I whispered and turned over onto my stomach.

“That’s better, baby. I hope you have naughty dreams with me as your man.”

“Logan, it’s not even a question, you are always on my mind.”

“God, how happy I am to hear it… Bring your beautiful ass home. I miss you.”

“I love you. Sleep tight.”

“Love you too. I will call you tomorrow.”

I put my phone on the bedside table, pulled the blanket over me, and closed my eyes. I was happy, and above all, I felt loved.

The next morning, I woke up feeling very relaxed. I spent almost the whole day alone, gathering my things and looking for places to visit before I left.

In the evening, I met up with Jenny and Chase, and we went to an art exhibition. I was bored, but also surprised by Jenny’s behavior.

She seemed grim and moody. She had never been like that before. Chase and I exchanged glances, trying to figure out what was going on. But no matter how hard we tried to cheer her up, nothing seemed to help.

I spoke with Logan in the morning. He told me that Drew had promised to come over to his place later in the evening. They were planning to have a meal together and a few drinks. Logan even mentioned that Drew sounded normal. He hoped that Drew was able to move on from this situation.

I was very doubtful; it had only been a day since his phone call. But I didn't say anything.

When Drew arrived, Logan sent me a message. We decided to communicate through messages while Drew was visiting. It felt important not to show on our faces how much Logan and I were attached. I had a very strange feeling.

Yes, Drew was dear to me, and he would always have a special place in my heart, but his behavior and words made me very upset. I could understand him; there's no question about it. But if he was so hostile towards Logan, why was he willing to come and try to make things right?

It didn't make any sense to me.

When we were back at the house, Jenny strode straight to the bedroom, leaving Chase and me behind. We glanced at each other and, without saying another word, went to the kitchen.

Chase handed me a beer and took one for himself, and now we were sipping them on the porch. The night air soothed me, and Chase’s presence also made me feel good.

“Chase, can I ask you something?”

“Really? You need permission?” He raised his eyebrow at me. I pushed him in the forearm.

“Shut up! It’s just… Jenny asked me yesterday about you and me.”

His face contorted with confusion instantly.

“About our sex.”

“And? What did you tell her?”

“I tried not to answer, but she used the card of you and me sleeping on one bed sometimes, and she told me that I owe her… I told her that you liked something rougher. And she told me that you never were like that with her. Why?”

“I don’t know how to explain it. Yes, I always liked something more intense, more animalistic... But with her, I want to be only tender, and I want to caress and love her. Do I miss being with a more submissive partner? No. I have Jenny, and that’s enough for me.”

“Thank you for answering me.” I placed my head on his shoulder, and he bent down and kissed the top of my hair.

“I like you with your natural color. You are so beautiful, Rebecca, and so in love with him. Your Logan Jones is one lucky bastard.”

“He is... But he makes me feel the strongest emotions when he’s around. It scares the shit out of me.”

“I am sure that there is nothing you should be afraid of. What you told me about you and him makes me believe that you and him are forever.”

“I hope so.” I smiled and felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I took it out. It was a message from Logan.

Logan

Everything is okay, more or less. It’s good that you aren’t here, he’s opening up to me little by little. But I miss you so much 💔

“Oh my, Rebecca, you are a lost cause. You should have seen your face!” Chase started laughing and stood up. He extended his hand to me and helped me to my feet. I smiled at him without saying anything. We went inside the house and stopped before the door to my room. “Goodnight, Becca.”

“Goodnight.” I kissed his cheek and walked to the room.

As I fell asleep, the smile stayed on my lips. I was more than just happy, and I wanted the days to go faster. I wanted to be back with Logan.