After math

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Soft kisses on my forehead, nose and lips is what I slowly wake up to. I stretch out trying to wake up and then open my eyes to see Logan's smiling face right above me. As I arch up I see his eyes darken with desire.

"Hey cupcake," he says in a husky voice, "I figured I had better wake you up, you'll want to sleep tonight," then his lips are on mine, kissing me hungrily. I respond by wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to me.

He shifts more of his weight over me and I separate my thighs in response to the silent demand his body is making. Logan nestles himself in between my thighs, and running kisses down my neck. Feeling his lips nipping and sucking, I can't help but squirm underneath him, causing his hard penis to brush against my center. I arch up in sudden need, wishing all the layers between us would disappear.

Logan shifts his body, so that he is pressing more against me, he pulls away and gives me a teasing grin before he gently thrusts against me. I whimper in need as I helplessly respond to the wash of desire that is flooding me. I pull him down to me and kiss him, showing him without words how much I want him. I gasp when he rocks again. Logan takes advantage of my soft gasp, using it to deepen our kiss, stroking his tongue across mine.

I let out a helpless moan and thrust my hips up, which makes me moan again and cause him to let out a grown, and thrust more firmly against me. His kiss loses all hints of playfulness as he shows me with his tongue what he'd like to be doing with a different muscle.

I'm clutching desperately at him, about ready to demand more, when he suddenly shifts away from me. A soft plea of denial escapes me as he moves from between my thighs. I don't want him to stop. He sucks on my bottom lip, and I can see that he regrets moving to. He places a lingering kiss against my neck, and then gives me a brief peck on my lips before reluctantly pulling back.

"Cupcake, you're going to be the death of me," he tells me, his eyes dark with need. I reach out to pull him close to me in silent demand and he chuckles, shifting further away. "You don't know how bad I want to rip the clothes from you and take you." He growls as he swoops in and gives me another heated kiss. "However, we keep finding ourselves in this position with an audience just a few feet away and when I make you scream my name, coming violently in my arms. I want it to be just me and you," He gives me a roguish grin, "at least for the first time." He takes advantage of my shock at his last words to pull away and get up, holding a hand out to me.

Trying to banish the mental image he just created, I slowly stretch watching with a smirk of my own as his eyes are riveted on my arched breasts. As I continue to stretch I take note of the sore muscles. Sadly they are not the ones I'd enjoy being sore, the tender feeling of being well loved. Instead these are the muscles in my neck and shoulders, all tensed up from my emotions. Reality floods back in as I take his hand and he leads me out to the living room.

Aiden is sitting on my couch, watching T.V., I let go of Logan's hand, give him a kiss, resisting the desire to pull him back in the bedroom and finish what he started. Stepping away from temptation I go to sit in the empty spot next to Aiden.

As I pass Aiden he reaches up and pulls me into his lap. I am still so aroused from Logan, I have to resist the urge to wiggle. There is no need for three of us to be aroused and wanting. Kyle comes in and moves to take the spot I had been eying, give me a kiss on the top of my head as he passes. Sitting next to Aiden he lifts my legs and places them in his lap.

He hands me a bottle of water, waits until I take a sip, and then he speaks. "You know baby doll, your mom is just so sweet, I wish she was mine," he says with a mischievous grin. I feel rage washing through me, replacing the lusty haze that I had been enveloped in. Even though I can hear the teasing in his voice, the thought of her being considered sweet by any of my guys is the straw that breaks the camel's back. Angrily I jump up, then stumble as the rush of blood causes me to get a dizzy. Logan takes a couple steps toward me as I catch myself and hold up a hand warning him to stay where he is at. All my guys look at me confused and that just makes me angrier and I just can't help the words the spew out of my mouth..

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