I smiled as I pushed a strand of his hair back away from his face. “I won’t.” Then, I pressed my lips to his in a kiss that told him how I felt. “I want to make love to you again.”
This time, his face was serious. “Okay,” he said, and then pressed his lips to mine, as white hot flames of passion ran throughout my body.
I pulled back and looked into his eyes. “I love you, Logan.”
His eyes were filled with unbridled honesty and passion, reflecting my own. He rolled another condom down over his erection and pushed into me a moment later. Then, he brushed back the hair from my face and looked into my eyes. “I love you, too, Allie. I always will.”
I looked into his eyes, filled with so much honesty that I knew it was true. My body responded, answering every unspoken question that his asked, as I showed him the depth of my love for him over and again.
A few minutes later, his cock swelled
I parted my lips as my heartbeat quickened and fire ignited within me, spreading directly to my sex. “If you keep kissing me like that, I won’t ever let you leave.”He laughed against my lips, and then lifted me with ease. I wrapped my legs instinctively around his waist. He kissed me passionately and I melted into his arms. A moment later, he pressed my back against the wall. “You’re so gorgeous,” he said just as he pushed his hard cock into me, taking my breath away, sending white hot fire throughout my body.I parted my lips for him as I pushed against his hips and then came down hard, enjoying the feel of him inside me.Suddenly, he was everywhere, kissing my neck and my breasts as he fucked me with a ferocity unmatched by man. My breath quickened as he pushed into me harder and faster, sending me over the edge. “God, Logan!” I said as my body filled with emotion and lust. He pushed into me, over and again, unt
As I pulled into the parking lot of the warehouse where Craig had instructed me to go, I already missed Logan, but I quickly pushed the thought aside, determined to make a good first impression on my band. What would they be like? Would they be as good as Logan’s band? I took one step at a time, and then paused for a moment with my hand on the door when warm-up rifts rushed to my ears.“The hell with it,” I said as I screwed up my courage and pulled the door open abruptly.The music was immediately magnified as I stepped in and closed the door behind me. The lead guitarist’s fingers flew over the neck of his electric guitar, sending a thrill through me as the music penetrated my soul. Beside him, the bass and rhythm guitar players kept time with the beat of the drummer, as if it were no effort. They were good. Really good.The drummer looked up, eyeing me from across the room, and immediately stopped. “May I help you?”
The bass guitarist stepped forward with his hand extended. “Shawn Simmons. That was priceless,” he said, flipping his reddish brown hair out of his eyes. It was long in the front, but collar length in the back and sides, and wavy.“Nice to meet you,” I replied, laughing as I shook his hand. Somehow, I already felt at home with this group of guys. In fact, it was almost as if we had known each other for a while and not that we’d just met.The drummer stretched across his drum set, extending his hand to me as a strand of short brown hair fell into his eyes. “Wyatt Ryker,” he said, laughing. “That was so cool!” He nodded toward his blond friend. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen him at a loss for words before.”“Ass,” Brett mumbled under his breath as he turned his attention back to his guitar. “It was an honest mistake. She looks young.” Then, he looked over at me. &l
Brett looked up from packing away his things, too. “Honey, you’re one of the best guitarists I’ve ever seen. You were born for this.”I laughed. “Why, thank you, Brett! Is that a compliment?”He smiled as one corner of his lips curled into a smile. “Yeah, but don’t get too used to it.”Laughing, I crossed the room to the door and waved over my shoulder. “Don’t worry. I won’t,” I joked. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow. Same time?”Noah looked up from packing his equipment. “Sounds good.”Everyone sounded their agreement. It was great to have a band of my own. I was curious about their story—if they had been playing together long, or if Craig had put them together—but, for now, I didn’t want to over think it. I just wanted to enjoy the moment. They were the perfect band for me.“Wait up, Alyssa,” Craig said, bri
“Did you bring your things?” I asked, eager for him to move in.“I brought just a few things for now,” he said as he pushed the key into his jeans pocket. “I’ll bring the rest later. But right now, I want you.” His lips crushed down on mine, almost an assault, as he supported me with one arm under my ass and then ran the other hand through my hair. He walked over to the couch, unable to wait for the bedroom, and sat down with me on his lap. My breath quickened as I felt his rock hard erection through both of our jeans. He looked into my eyes as his fingers slid into my hair, pulling my head toward him.I pulled his shirt up his back, enjoying the feel of his tight muscles under my fingers. He broke the kiss just long enough for me to pull his shirt off and throw it onto the floor, and then pressed his lips to mine as he fumbled with the buttons on my shirt. “Oh, fuck it,” he said and them ripped it open.I la
I spent the next few days in rehearsals with my band during the day, and with Logan every night. We were getting into a groove, Logan and I, settling into a rhythm with our lives.“We’re not going to practice tomorrow, but let’s get to the Powder Keg Tavern a bit early to warm up,” I said to my band after rehearsal the night before our first public concert.“Sounds good,” Brett said as he laid his guitar in its case.Over the past week, we had tightened our songs to perfection. I nodded as I laid my guitar in its case.A moment later, a hand rested on my back. I turned around and it was Noah. “Don’t worry, lass. You’re ready. We’re all ready.”I nodded and then wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and pulled him in for a hug. Over the past week, he had become a teddy bear—like a brother to me. “Thanks, Noah,” I said, and then patted his back as I pulled back.
I pulled up in front of my apartment, and Logan’s car was already there. I sat in my car, thinking about what Craig had said, and started to fume all over again. How dare he say that about Logan? But as I thought about it, I knew that it was nothing against Logan. Craig would have said that about any guy that I dated. I took a deep breath and silently vowed not to tell Logan what Craig had said, knowing that he would hit the roof.I walked into the apartment, and the scent of rich Italian cuisine rushed to me. I inhaled the tangy scent, letting it wash away my anger toward Craig. “Hey, honey! I’m home!” I bellowed as I stepped in.“There she is!” Logan said as he peeked his head around the corner from the kitchen. “Come on in! I poured you a glass of wine.”I smiled. It was good to come home to Logan. He made everything beautiful just by being there. “Wow! Something smells great!” I said as I wrapped my
He shook his head as he took another bite of pasta, listening.“But they were good parents,” I said, stirring my pasta as I thought of them. “One good thing about them being teachers was that they were always home when I got there.”Logan nodded as his eyebrows pulled together, lost in thought.“What are you thinking?” I asked as I took a bite of the delicious garlic bread and moaned.He shrugged. “Nothing. I was just thinking of how lucky you were to have parents who cared enough to be there for you when you needed them.”I smiled as I shook my head. “Sometimes, they were there a bit too much. Both my mother or my father was at school, and then they were there when I got home, too.” I laughed without humor. “Try getting a date when you’re the daughter of an English teacher. Between us, I wondered if my father secretly threatened them to stay away from me.”Logan l