Page 9 of 14 Night Tryst

So much as one graze of your fingertips and I know every inch of skin on this body will long for you tenfold.

I wantmy fingersin her hair. While she’s down on her knees looking up at me, her honey-colored eyes watering as she chokes on my cock. And after I’m done feeding her my seed, I want to lick her tears while I praise her. Tell her she’s my good girl and no one sucks my dick and makes me cum the way she does.

There is so much I want to do to her, dowith her. Even though at the start it was only meant to be a one-night fling, I knew after I had that first taste of her that I wouldn’t walk away. I wasn’t done with her, hell I’m still not done with her.

How Trent managed to walk away from her countless times I’ll never know.

I love my son, but he’s an absolute dipshit for allowing Savannah to walk away. A girl like her only comes around once in a lifetime, and it’s unfortunate that she’s come twenty years too late to be mine, because I would have claimed her and loved her in every way she deserves.

We have no future, I’m fully aware of that, but I can’t truthfully say that there’s not been a fleeting moment where I’ve not pictured a life with her. A life where she wakes up in my bed every morning and falls asleep in my arms every night. A life where I can’t wait to come home to her.

It’s a nice thought,being loved, but she’s got a whole life to live and new things to experience—things I’ve already done and have absolutely no desire to do again.

Aside from sex and an affluent life, there isn’t much else I can offer her that would encourage her into sticking around. And I know eventually that won’t be enough. She’ll want more, they always want more. She’ll want the big wedding and the kids and honestly, I can’t think of anything worse than starting all over again, especially at my age.

Look at me scrutinizing the situation like we even have a shot at trying to be anything. Fuck sake Logan, she’s been with your son, your flesh and blood. Let. It. Go.

“Logan?” My eyes dart over to Savi when I hear her call my name. She’s watching me with a quizzical look on her pretty face.

“Hm?” Savi looks to her left and I follow her gaze to see the flight attendant holding a tray of food. “I’m sorry, thank you.” The tray is set out in front of me and my stomach growls in rejoice when the delicious smell of food wafts toward me. I watch Savi lift the silver plate cover and her eyes widen in surprise when she sees crepes with berries and thick vanilla and orange cream on her plate from her favorite breakfast shop in San Diego.

“Oh my God, Logan, is this from Crepes and Bakes?” Savi asks, looking at me with those wide gorgeous hazel eyes full of awe.

Smiling, I nod and lift the cover to my own and my mouth instantly waters. “It sure is. Ever since you mentioned it to me that morning, I’ve been wanting to go and give this place a try to see if it’s as good as you claimed.”

Savi smiles picking up her knife and fork, ready to dig in. “And?” she urges, grinning at me broadly, clearly aware my answer.

I shrug, “Meh,” I utter indifferently— teasing her of course. It was love at first bite and now I’m obsessed.

Savi gapes at me. “Meh?” she intones, “What do you mean ‘meh?’ That crepe is the best thing you have ever put in your mouth, admit it.” I chuckle, unable to hold it back any longer when she playfully swats my hand.

I catch it before she can pull away and look her in the eyes, my thumb stroking her knuckles. “It’s a close second, or third, but definitely not the best.” I tell her austerely and revel in the way her cheeks redden when she catches on to my insinuation.

Savi draws her bottom lip between her teeth and smiles back at me prettily. “Mm, isn’t it a pity that we can’t combine all three together?” She coos suggestively, lifting her free hand, dipping her index finger into the cream, she brings it to her pouty mouth and sucks it off with a breathy moan.

Lord, give me strength.

This girl is on a mission to break me.

“You’re just adamant on making this as difficult for me as possible, aren’t you?” Savi smiles impishly and shrugs one shoulder.

“What am I doing that’s making things difficult for you, Mr. Peirce?” She asks softly, dragging her finger along the soft pillow of her lower lip forcing my gaze to her mouth again.

“Existing.” I swallow thickly, pressing my molars together so tight a dull ache sweeps across my jaw. “You know exactly what you’re doing, Wildfire.” I retort gruffly, fixing her with a knowing look.

“I’m simply playing by the same rules you seem to be, Logan.” She states, lowering her gaze to her hand still encased in mine on top of the table. She turns my hand and brushes her fingertips over my palm. I suck in a deep breath when the act sends a mass of heated tingles straight up my arm. “Besides, I don’t recall us ever agreeing to not innocently flirt with one another.” She adds, drawing shapes in my palm, each one causing my heart rate to spike as I frantically fight to hold onto the last thread of control I can feel slipping away from me one bit at a time.

“And what part of this feels innocent, Savi?” I probe, enclosing my fingers around hers so she’ll stop tracing her fingers over my palm and distracting me. Savannah nibbles on her bottom lip, her eyes sweeping over my face. “Because I promise you, there is absolutely nothing innocent about the thoughts you’re evoking in me.”

Those captivating eyes flash with desire and I know that tight pussy is throbbing for attention, just as desperately as my cock is straining against the zipper of my jeans gagging to be buried deep inside her.

Savannah smiles softly and raises a brow when our eyes lock, “I would love to be able to crawl into your mind and see firsthand what those not so innocent things are that I’m evoking.”

My body heats up rapidly, and despite my brain screaming at me to not entertain this, I choose to ignore the righteous voice in my head and respond. “And I would love nothing more than to strip you off right here and now and give you a firsthand taste of those not so innocent things I’ve been doing to you in my mind.”

Savi exhales, her cheeks flushed, she presses her lips together and narrows her eyes. “But let me guess, you can’t, right?” When I don’t respond, her shoulders drop and she nods meekly, pulling her hand out of mine. She smiles, “Why couldn’t you have found me sooner?”

I chuckle, rubbing my bearded jaw. “I’m not sure how much difference that would have made for us, but I really wish I had, Wildfire.”

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