Page 128 of The Things That Hold Us

I feel him push into me, and I moan into his mouth.

He thrusts slowly, hitting that same spot over and over, torturing me with pleasure.

His kisses are lazy and thorough, which pushes me even closer to the edge.

I moan into his mouth again, and feel him smile.

“That's my girl, let me hear you gasping and moaning for me.”

My hands greedily roam over his back and chest, taking it all in.

This is mine. And I’m not letting it go.

“I love you, Charlie girl.” He whispers into my neck between kisses.

He pulls back, meeting my eyes. I know he isn't waiting or expecting me to say it, but as I look in his eyes, while we're connected on the deepest level possible. I swear I feel our hearts merge into one.

“I love you, Logan.” I whisper back, and for once, my voice doesn't shake.

Logan's eyes go glossy, and he kisses me deeper. I feel my entire body tighten, pleasure enveloping me completely.

“Oh god.” I moan, tipping my head back.

“That's my girl.” He praises, and his voice sends me over the edge.

My legs shake, squeezing around him, and my head falls back in pure bliss.

Logan follows right behind me, filling me completely.

We both lay on the floor panting and naked, and I’m so glad it's dark outside.

We stay quiet for a minute, trying to catch our breath.

Logan sits up and leans on his elbow, leaning over me.

He smiles, and kisses my nose.

“I love you.” he says, and plants a soft kiss on my lips. “I love you, and I promise not to stop loving you.”

I kiss him back, my heart feeling complete for the first time in a long time.

“I love you.” I tell him. And it feels so good to say.

“Charlie?” he asks me as he trails his fingers along my stomach.

“Yes?”

“I want you to know, I understand how hard this is for you.” he pauses, gazing up at me trying to gauge my reaction to what he’s saying, “And I want you to know, that we can take this at whatever pace you need. I don’t want you to feel like I’m tryingto replace Sam, or force you to move on from him. In fact I don't want you to move on from him, not completely.”

A lone tear falls from my eye, and he quickly kisses it away.

“I know Sam still holds a huge part of your heart, and I’m ok with that. As long as I can have what’s left.”

I sit up so I can look at him. My hair falls over my chest, and I watch as Logan tracks the movement.

“It was hard, at first. Really hard..but now..” I take a breath, looking into his deep brown eyes. “Now, it’s not so hard. Not anymore.”

I watch Logan's chest rise and fall, and I know hearing me say that is probably a huge relief for him.

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