What Was Lost

Chapter 15

"Ok, I'll concede," Logan says with a satisfied sigh, pushing his empty plate to the side. "That was actually pretty tasty."

"See? Look at you, trying new things," she teases playfully. "I can't believe you were so hesitant. I thought you were the one who was 'open to everything'."

A mischievous glint flashes in his eyes as he leans back against his chair. "That was more of a sexual reference than a food one."

A laugh bubbles up from her throat as she shakes her head. "Yeah, I figured that much."

The air between them was light and relaxed, a comfortable ease that came with being in each other's company. He pushed himself away from the table, his lean muscles stretching as he stretched out. With a gentle pat on his lap, he beckoned her over. Gingerly, she rose from her chair and straddled him, feeling the warmth of his body beneath hers.

His fingers brushed against her hair, tucking it behind her ear to reveal the graceful curve of her neck - a silent cue that he was ready for more. His eyes roamed over her face, taking in every detail as he spoke. "Thank you for cooking dinner for me," he said sincerely. "Besides my mother, it's been a long time since someone has made me a homemade meal." He gestured towards the salad and pizza on the table. "And with so many vegetables too. It's kind of sexy that you know how to cook."

She blushed at his words, feeling a surge of happiness at being able to please him in such a simple way. The aroma of spices and herbs filled the room, adding to the sensual atmosphere as they enjoyed their meal together.

With a gentle smile, she delicately brushes her fingers through his hair, tucking a few stray strands behind his ear. "Everyone knows how to cook, it's just a matter of following directions."

A mischievous glint sparks in his eyes and he leans in closer. "Yeah, you're pretty good at following those." He trails kisses along her neck. "Do you want to show me how good you're at following directions?"

She takes a sharp breath, savoring the warmth of his lips and the playful nip of his teeth. "What did you have in mind?"

With each kiss, he gently tugs on her bottom lip, teasingly pulling it between his own. "I think we should continue with the theme of you taking care of me tonight. It's only fair after all."

He shifts away from her, his intense gaze locked onto her own. "Get on your knees," he commands in a low, husky voice.

Normally, those words would make her bristle with anger and disgust, but coming from him, they evoke a different reaction. She feels a deep desire to please him, to show him just how much she wants him.

She slides off his lap and he lifts his hips, peeling down his pants and boxer-briefs in one swift motion. His erect length stands at attention, glistening in the dim light of the room. His hand wraps around it, stroking slowly as he watches her with dark eyes.

Despite his commanding presence and dominant demeanor in this moment, she can't help but admire the duality of his personality. He can be tough and intimidating when needed, but also sweet and thoughtful in their everyday interactions. And in their most intimate moments, he unleashes the dirty desires that stir within both of them. She loves every aspect of him, even the contradictions that make him who he is.

"Show me with your mouth how your pussy will feel when I'm inside it," he whispers seductively.

Her breath hitches and she can feel the heat pooling between her thighs in response to his suggestive request. Involuntarily, she presses her legs together as if to contain the ache. Stepping closer, she plants her hands on his knees for support.

With a firm grip on her hair, he tugs her towards him until their lips are almost touching. "Fuck me with your mouth," he commands.

Hesitantly, she runs her tongue along the length of his shaft, testing the waters. His gaze is intense and hungry as he watches her every move. Using gentle licks and teasing kisses, she slowly works her way up and down his hard length, provoking moans and gasps from him.