Chapter 22

Logan took a deep breath. "If I do that, I might end up getting carried away."
I looked into his eyes. "I trust you."
He nodded and then pushed his boxers to the floor, letting his rock-hard cock spring free. I gasped-his whole body was just as muscled and toned as his chest. His ass was as firm as Adonis.
"God. You're hot," I said before I had a chance to take the words back.
He smiled. "So are you," he said as he crawled over my body and his lips descended upon mine, this time, letting himself down so that I could feel the whole length of his body against mine. "Is this what you wanted to feel?" he asked as he grazed his cock between my folds.
"Oh. God. I want you, Logan," I said. "Fuck! You feel so good." I rocked against his cock involuntarily, and the head slipped in just a bit, but he quickly pulled it back out.
He knelt up on the bed. "If we're going to do this, you need to lie still unless you want me to put on a condom."
I shrugged. "It's up to you, but we can just play."
"Okay. So hold still."
I nodded and then leaned back. The cool air caused my nipples to stand up at attention. I was so horny that I would have done just about anything he wanted at the moment.
He crawled over me again, and I arched my back as his lips devoured mine. His cock played just on the outside of my folds and it felt great. I wanted so badly to feel his dick pulsing inside of me, but did as he asked and held still. Then, he rolled his body over mine, letting his cock just graze my pussy, almost making me come. His body radiated so much power that with every roll and thrust of his hips, my body wanted to match it.
"Fuck me, Logan. You got me so horny."
Without a word, he crawled down the length of my body until he was lying between my legs again. This time, he lifted and spread my legs, propping them over his shoulder, as he kissed my inner thighs, getting closer and closer to my heat. Then, he grazed my clit with the point of his tongue, flicking it over and again.
"Fuck me, Logan," I repeated.
He smiled against my pussy, clearly enjoying my reaction to his efforts. Then, he sank his long tongue into my pussy as he lifted my ass with his hands. His tongue darted in and out, pulling out only to suck my clit, and then he shoved it back in, literally fucking me with his tongue.
"Oh, man. You feel great!" I said, and then moaned involuntarily in pleasure as he did wonderful things to me. Then, he straddled my body again to suck on my nipples and then flicked his tongue over them as his ready cock played just outside of my folds. If he was this good in bed without going all the way, I could imagine that the real thing would be spectacular. "Oh. Fuck me. Logan!"
He pressed his lips to mine again, and then ran his tongue down the full length of my body again, until he was once again between my legs. This time, he lay down on the bed between my legs, and his ass was spectacular. He lifted my ass again and then thrust his tongue in and out of me as he sucked my clit, over and again, until my body trembled and I screamed out in orgasm, pushing hard against his mouth.
"God. That was fabulous!" I said between breaths. He trailed kisses slowly up my body, now tingling in the afterglow. After a moment, I asked, "Would you like me to do something for you?"
He bit his lower lip and smiled as he shook his head. "Not right now. I don't want you to be late for your meeting with Frank."
Panic shot through me. "Oh no! What time is it?"
Logan looked at the nightstand as he untied me from the bed, one arm at a time, giving me a lingering kiss between. "It's noon. You have just enough time to shower and eat something before you go to the studio."
"Are you sure you don't mind?" I asked, hurrying to get out of bed as he dressed.
He laughed. "Don't worry. You can pay me back later."
"No doubt," I teased as I wrapped the blanket around me and headed across the hall to the bathroom.
I rummaged around in my small bag for my toiletries and found my shampoo and conditioner. I quickly stepped into the shower, my skin tingling where the water hit. Soon, I adjusted and quickly showered. Then, I stepped out and pulled a towel off the shelf and wrapped it around me, then brushed my teeth.
When I looked into the mirror, my eyes were bright, glowing in the afterglow of my morning with Logan. God! He was so sexy! I didn't know where our relationship was leading, but I made a silent vow to go with it, no matter where it may lead, although I was sure that it would lead to heartbreak for me.
After rummaging in my small bag for my hairbrush, I pulled it through my hair and then walked out into the bedroom. Logan was nowhere to be seen. "Logan?" I yelled as I quickly rummaged through my suitcase and pulled out a blue blouse, skinny jeans, and my short black boots. When I looked in the mirror, I decided that I didn't look dressy enough to be talking to studio executives, so I pulled out my black blazer. Perfect.
After quickly drying my hair, I applied just enough makeup to add life to my skin. Satisfied with my efforts, I hurried down the hallway, slipping small earrings into my ears. "Logan?"
"In here!" he called from the kitchen. He had slipped on his T-shirt and was wearing the same jeans that hugged his tush just right. "Good morning." He gave me a light kiss on the lips as he handed me a bowl of cereal. "Here. Eat this. You don't want to be late."
I nodded as I took the bowl and began shoveling the contents into my mouth. "You want me to take you home?" I asked for anything better to say.
He laughed. "I think I can find my way. Don't worry about me. I'll be fine." He held up the coffee pot. "Want more coffee?"
I nodded, and he poured me another cup and set it on the counter. I sat down at the breakfast bar and finished my cereal. "Did you already sign your contracts?" I asked as I ate the last bit of cereal, hungrier than I thought.
He nodded. "Yes. We signed the preliminary papers yesterday. He'll call us when the final contracts are ready."
I nodded. I hadn't signed anything yet, but I was sure that was what I was going to do today. "When do you start recording?"
"Wow. Aren't we inquisitive this morning?" he asked as he poured himself another cup of coffee.
I smiled. "Well, if someone hadn't tied me to the bed this morning, we may have had a bit more time for chit chat earlier."
Logan laughed. "Are you complaining?"
"What was it that you said last night?" I teased as I kissed him lightly on the nose and looked into his gorgeous blue eyes. "Not just no, but hell no."
"That's what I thought." He laughed as he gave me a quick peck on the lips and pushed me toward the door. "Now, go! You don't want to be late."
I looked around at the mess in the kitchen as I slung my purse over my shoulder. "Just leave the mess; I'll get it later." Then, I rushed across the room and gave him one last peck on the lips. "Come over later?"
He shrugged. "I'll try. I'm not sure what the guys are doing today. We need to get our songs together and be ready when they call."
I nodded as I grabbed my guitar, still setting in the same place that I had left it the night before.
"But if I'm not here, come over to my apartment, okay?" he asked.
I nodded as I headed toward the door. "Sounds good."
"We can talk about dinner plans later." He followed me out the door. "Oh! Get a cell phone today after your meeting!" he yelled down the stairs after me. "And give me your number!"
I laughed as I rushed to my car. "Oh, Logan? Lock up when you go! I'll give you a key later!"
"Will do. Now go!" he yelled from the top of the stairs.
I laughed, blowing him one last kiss goodbye as I slid my guitar into the backseat and headed toward the studio.
I stopped on the way and got a Diet Coke to take with me-I'd had enough coffee-and a few minutes later, I pulled up in front of the studio. A chill ran through me as I turned the ignition off, knowing that I was now going to step in the footsteps of so many great artists who came before me. But, despite the fact that Logan and I were together, I was still utterly alone.