Page 61 of Tattered (Lark Cove 1)

I loved it.

He rolled the condom onto his hard cock, never once breaking my stare, even as he toed off his shoes and kicked his jeans loose.

In one swift movement, he had me pinned against the door, my thighs around his hips, his hands under my knees and his cock buried deep.

“Logan,” I gasped as my back arched against the door. One thrust and I completely unraveled, clenching around him as my orgasm racked my body in jerks.

“Thea,” he groaned, dropping his head into my neck. His lips sucked against my collarbone as his hips began to move.

He pounded into me, rattling the door with every thrust. The safety chain’s clang mixed with the sound of his grunts, my moans and the slapping of our skin. My only warning that Logan was coming was the shudder that ran over his shoulders. He planted himself to the root, then roared, loud and long into my neck as his cock pulsed inside me.

My arms wrapped tighter around his neck when he stopped moving. I collapsed forward, giving him the weight of my boneless body. He spun us away from the door, staying inside me, as he walked over to the bed. With one arm holding me, the other whipped off the blanket.

Then he slowly pulled me off of him before setting me down on the white sheets. “Don’t move.”

Move? I couldn’t even see straight. “Right.” I collapsed back on the bed, my chest still heaving.

Logan disappeared into the bathroom to take care of the condom. When he returned, he fell onto the mattress at my side. “Fuck,” he told the ceiling. “That went fast.”

“Yeah,” I panted, swiping stray hairs off my forehead. Fast, but incredible.

“Give me five minutes and we’re going again.”

I just nodded, still not able to really breathe.

I hadn’t been with a man since Logan, but what a way to end my dry spell. Not only had he given me my only non-self-induced orgasm in the last six years, but he’d flipped a switch. My body, something that hadn’t craved sex in years, was on fire and desperate for more.

I didn’t know if I could wait five minutes.

I didn’t have to.

Logan rolled off his back, covering my naked chest with his, and grinned as one of his legs pushed mine apart.

“I have more questions,” Thea declared against my chest. She was draped over my side, our legs tangled underneath the sheet. I was twirling a lock of her soft hair around my finger.

I chuckled. “I’m all ears.”

“Why didn’t you come to the house when you got to town?”

“You were upset, so I decided to just wait until morning.”

Up until an hour ago when Thea had burst into my room, I’d had an awful day. I hadn’t wanted to bring my shitty mood to her doorstep.

This morning, I’d arranged for a Saturday brunch with my parents in order to tell them about Charlie. It had gone as I’d expected. My parents’ greatest concern had been Thea’s motives. Mom and Dad had grilled me about Thea’s background, immediately assuming a defensive stance. Their first assumption was that Thea was out to scheme a sliver of the family fortune. After they’d asked questions about her financial status, education and family history, most of which I hadn’t been able to answer, my father had excused himself from the table to call the attorneys.

From there, the day had gotten worse. There’d been an accident on the way to the airport, so I’d left two hours late. I’d had to take a conference call for the foundation from the jet, which had run an hour long, like I’d told Thea.

I’d hoped to make it to Montana in time to surprise Charlie and give her a face-to-face good night. But by the time I’d landed, I’d missed her bedtime call and Thea had been so pissed, she’d hung up on me.

The thirty-minute drive from Kalispell to Lark Cove had gone fast. I’d fumed the whole way, angry that Thea hadn’t had any faith that I’d keep my promise. When I’d finally pulled into Lark Cove, I’d been exhausted and all too ready for the day to end.

But now, with Thea in my arms, I’d actually go to sleep with a smile on my face.

I yawned. “Is Hazel with Charlie?”

“Yeah. I texted her while you were in the bathroom and told her where I was and that I’d explain everything in the morning.”

I pulled the sheet up higher, covering her bare back.