Sam shattered around him, her body gripping him painfully as she screamed his name. He slammed into her as deep as he could, and he let himself go, filling her, his cock pulsing inside the sweetest, hottest woman he’d ever known.
It might’ve been five minutes or five hours by the time Logan managed to come back down to earth. He was lying on his side, Sam wrapped in his arms, both of them naked and sated on the deck of his boat while the afternoon sun beat down on them. The breeze was warm, but the sweat from their bodies helped to cool them off.
“I don’t know how I’ll ever live up to that again.” Logan said, pulling in deep breaths, as he brushed her hair back from her face. He noticed she wasn’t looking at him so he pulled her chin toward him so he could see her face. “What’s wrong, Sam?”
~*~*~
Reality came crashing down around Sam, leaving her in a state of utter embarrassment. Or maybe it was shame she was feeling. What they just shared was something she’d never imagined. What the hell had come over her? With Logan’s vibrant hazel eyes staring back at her, Sam didn’t know how she would be able to answer him.
What was wrong? Hell, look at them.
They were both lying stark naked in the middle of the lake, on the deck of his boat, fucking like rabbits – sexually aggressive ones at that – for all the world to see. The fact that he wanted to know what was wrong told her this probably wasn’t unusual for him and her gut tightened.
“I’m fine.” Those were the only words she could come up with, but as she tried to pull away, to find her clothes and go inside where she could hide her head in shame, Logan held her tighter. The tears threatened to spill, but he continued to look at her with such tenderness, she didn’t know what to do.
“Wait a minute. Where are you going?”
“I just need to get up. We need to head back.” She told him as she once again tried to move, but this time he pulled her body toward him, his mouth coming down on hers for a tender, heart wrenching kiss. He cupped her face, holding her close as he pressed sweet kisses to her lips, her chin, her neck.
“Did I hurt you?” He asked as he brushed her hair back from her face, tucking the stray stands that had fallen from her ponytail behind her ear. He leaned up on one elbow, his body partially covering hers as she lay flat on her back on the deck.
“No. You didn’t hurt me.” She wanted to reassure him. This wasn’t his fault, it was hers. “I’m just… I’m sorry. I don’t know what came over me.” She said as she diverted her eyes.
“Baby, I don’t want you to be sorry.” Logan’s voice was low, his tone gentle. “Look at me, Sam.”
Sam couldn’t help but look up at him, noticing that his eyes were darker than before. She knew he had lost his inhibitions as well during their lovemaking. Or was it just sex? She didn’t know and maybe that was what frightened her. There was an unexplained connection between the two of them that was far beyond the realm of just sex.
“That was amazing, baby.” He caressed her cheek, pressed a kiss to her lips. “Don’t be sorry.”
Apparently he wasn’t satisfied with her lack of response because he centered his face above hers, making her look directly into his eyes.
“We’re going to get up, get dressed and take the boat back to the marina. Then, we’re going to go to dinner and enjoy ourselves. What happened between us stays between us. But, what happened between us will happen again. I assure you that.” Logan told her, but before she could get a word in edgewise, he continued. “This is more than some weekend romp, and you know it as well as I do. If that was just sex to you, tell me now so I know what I’m getting myself into but if it wasn’t, just know that it wasn’t for me either. I want you, Sam, that’s a given. But I want all of you.”
Sam couldn’t believe her own ears. He was probably just as wrapped up in the moment as she was, but she wasn’t about to tell him it was just sex, because that would be a flat out lie and she wasn’t starting off with a lie. Not with him.
When she didn’t respond, he continued.
“That’s what I thought. So, I’m going to grab my shorts, put them on and then I’ll find you a towel. I don’t know if we have an audience or not, but I’m not going to share that incredible body with anyone else right now.”
He kissed her lightly on the lips and then moved to get his shorts, quickly pulling them on before heading toward the other side of the deck to get one of the towels they had brought out earlier.
Sam took the towel and wrapped it around herself, grabbing her bikini and her other clothes on her way to the cabin. She needed a moment alone.