Page 36 of Oohs, Ahhhs, and Orbs

Chapter

Nineteen

BRIDGETTE

Iwoke up on the verge of screaming. Without thought, I reached out and gripped Logan’s hair, my fingers clenching tightly to the dark strands. It took a moment for my sleepy brain to comprehend what was happening to make my body feel so fucking good.

Logan’s head was between my legs, doing things with his tongue that I wouldn’t even be able to describe. It felt so amazing that it only took him mere seconds to have me writhing and shaking. Before the scream could die down around the room, Logan was already up, covering my body with his own. He easily slid inside me, making all the nerve endings light up from the friction.

“Good morning,” I whispered, my voice husky from sleep and all the screaming I just did.

He grinned down at me. “Good morning, little witch.”

I gasped as he rotated his hips and hit something inside me that I hadn’t known existed.

“Oh yes, do that again,” I demanded on a groan. Without hesitation, Logan did it again. And then again, and then again.He kept rolling his hips as he thrust inside me, making sure his cock brushed against the sensitive spot that was sending me into orbit. I hadn’t known what the big deal was about sex. I thought the hype was way overblown. But ever since Logan and I had become intimate, I quickly learned exactly what the big deal was.

Logan buried his face into my neck and shuddered. “You feel so fucking good, Bridgette.” He pulled back to stare into my eyes, and as he gazed down at me, it was almost as if he could see into my soul. “I’ll never get enough of you,” he rasped.

After several more thrusts, he groaned deep in his throat, and I could feel him expand inside of me, triggering my own release. I mourned the loss of him as he withdrew, and then I felt the wet heat hit my skin as he released on my belly. With a heaving chest, Logan rolled to my side.

“I want to wake up like that every morning,” I said, only half joking. If I actually did get that kind of wake-up call every day, I was reasonably certain I would lose all feeling in my legs—permanently.

“I’m sure that could be arranged,” he chuckled.

We both lay on our backs side-by-side as we caught our breath. Once his chest had stopped heaving, Logan sat up. “Stay where you are. I’ll be right back.” I didn’t have the energy to tell him I had no intentions of moving. He slid off the bed, and I summoned enough strength to turn my head, watching him as he sauntered into the bathroom. I couldn’t help but admire his back as the muscles there rippled and flexed. Yeah, I could definitely get used to seeing this every morning. The water turned on and ran for a few minutes before he came back with a warm washcloth. I felt my cheeks grow hot as he cleaned the mess he’d made all over my belly.

“I’m going to go make you a cup of coffee.” He looked down at me, the way I was starfished out on the bed, and chuckled. “You’re adorable, do you know that?” He placed his fist on thebed beside me and brushed his lips over mine in a gentle kiss. “All right, be right back,” he said.

I could hear moving around in the kitchen, and I must’ve dozed off again because the next thing I knew, he was placing a cup of coffee down on my nightstand.

“Here, you relax. Drink your coffee. I’m going to jump in the shower really quickly.”

I blinked up at him. “Do you need to go to work today?”

He shook his head. “I just need to grab my files. I want to go over the case again. I’d like to see if there’s anything that pops out at me. I also have other cases I’m working on as well that I need to check up on.”

I watched as he dug through his duffel bag. He pulled out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and then carried them into the bathroom. I sat up and picked up my cup of coffee, and as I took a sip, I heard his phone ding on the nightstand. My eyes were immediately drawn in that direction. I couldn’t help but see the text that popped up with the name Kristy. I frowned as I read.

Kristy: You’re right. I’m sure Sammy would love to see you. We’re going to be at our favorite park if you want to see her. Be there in about 30 minutes.

I glancedat the bathroom and was just able to make out the shower from my position on the bed. I couldn’t help but wonder who Sammy was. I knew they didn’t have any children together, so maybe it was a niece? I shook my head and told myself not to overthink it.

A few minutes later, Logan reappeared, rubbing the towel on his head, dressed in jeans and a T-shirt. I never thought a mancould look so delicious just out of the shower. Even though he was already clean, I was half tempted to ask him to come back to bed.

“You got a text,” I said nonchalantly.

“Oh yeah?” he asked, and he picked up his phone. I watched as his eyes lit up as he read the message. I glanced away quickly as he turned to look at me, not wanting him to think I was spying or being suspicious. “I’m going to go ahead and run to my apartment and grab those files. I’ll be back in an hour or so, okay?”

I looked up at him, searching for anything on his face, but he gave nothing away. I didn’t know if he was hiding it from me, or maybe he thought it wasn’t significant enough to tell me. I just gave him a small smile and said, “Okay, Detective. I’ll see you soon then.”

He leaned down and placed a soft kiss on my lips. I could smell the mint from his toothpaste, and it reminded me that I needed to get up and get myself ready for the day.

“All right, little witch, I’ll see you soon.” With a wink, he picked up his shoes and pulled a pair of socks from his bag before walking out of the bedroom. I heard him rustle around in the living room a little bit, then his footsteps as they went down the stairs.

I jumped out of bed, ran into the bathroom, brushed my teeth as quickly as I could, then ran a brush through my hair. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and decided I was good enough. Going back into the bedroom, I threw on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt of my own and slipped on a pair of sandals. I heard his motorcycle engine rev outside and knew he was about to pull away, so I rushed to grab my keys.

I ran down the stairs just as the sound of his motorcycle began to fade. I opened the back door into the alley and watched as he turned left onto Main Street. I let the door close behind meand ran down the alley to the end, then looked down the street and watched as Logan stayed on Main Street. There was only one park in town going in that direction, so I knew exactly where he was heading.

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