Goodbye, Mr. Ex-Husband, I Won't Come Back novel Chapter 117

Hidden Subway Dreams

PART–117

Tessa

To say I wasn’t disappointed when Logan told me that he could finish his conversation with Raelynn, it’d be a lie.

After the wait of years, he finally decided to move on from his past on his own will and give me a chance. He was willing to tak step forward in our marriage but my fate played another wicked game.

I couldn’t blame Logan because Riccardo Manchini was a bad news, someone who wrapped mystery around himself. I didn’t want Logan to come across him because Riccardo could hurt my husband. He was a shady man and involved with Raelynn.

Her odd behaviour around him confirmed my suspicion.

The door of my room creaked open and Logan walked inside. He had changed his clothes. The fresh smell of his shower gel invaded the air.

“Still working?” He asked.

“Yes, it’s the last file. I’ll sleep in a while.” I told him and pretended to read the file but I could barely pay any attention on my work as he plopped on the other side of the queen sized bed.

The space between us seemed to shrink even more. I tried my best not to look at him and act composed. For two straight night and even morning, we were intimate.

The sexual attraction between us was visibly felt.

“Are you done?” He asked me again after ten minutes.

“Hmm..” I closed the file and placed it on the bedside table.

Switching off the lamp, I turned on the baby monitor and laid down on my side. The only light illuminating the room was coming from the window. I couldn’t sleep with lights turned on.

A few minutes had passed when I felt his body warmth and his arm sliding on my waist. The warm feeling filled me. It was intimate and connected our souls than our bodies. It was something I always dreamt for.

“Can I hold you like this every night?” He asked softly.

“Are we going to sleep together every might?” I asked with a smile knowing he couldn’t see my face.

“Yes.”

His answer was straight and confident.

I didn’t answer just yet but enjoyed the comfort that he provided me.

But soon his hand slipped under my shirt and my breath got hitched in my throat.

“Logan, didn’t we agree to sleep together? What is it?” I asked somehow because my voice was ditching me when his cold fingers traced my stomach.

“Yes, we did but how can I keep my hands off the woman who drives me insane.” He sniffed my hairs and his lips dropped feathery kisses on my neck.

I arched and snuggled back so our bodies were practically pasted together.

Taking as a green signal, he moved his hand down and slid it inside my panties. I shuddered when his fingers stroked my core. I parted my thighs to give him deeper access while my breathing was ragged.

He gently tilted my head so our eyes could meet. I bet my cheeks were flushed. The weather outside was worsening with passing

hours.

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He brushed his lips against mine. I clutched his t–shirt. I was anticipating more than just a kiss from him. He inserted a finger into my folds and teased me in a slow pace.

“Do you like it, Theresa?” He whispered with dark eyes.

I swallowed hard. He knew that when he called me with my full name, it turned me on.

“Just say it and so I can do much more.” He kissed my cheek still not kissing my lips.

He was trying to make me succumb to him.

But I didn’t mind it all because the pleasure would be beyond any explanation.

I cupped his face and brought his face close for a kiss but before our lips could meet, there was a knock on the door. I quickly distanced myself from him because the soft knock came from only one person, Lucas.

Whenever the weather turned worse, he whined to sleep with us because he was scared of thunders.

“I am going to bring him inside.” Logan said and went to open the door while I adjusted my disheveled clothes.

Lucas was standing at the door step in his cute night suit. He frowned looking up at his father.

“I came to sleep with Mommy tonight. What are you doing here, Dad?” Lucas asked his father because he knew very well that his parents were sleeping in separate rooms.

Logan’s expressions were priceless and it took me hard to supress my laugh.

“Come here, baby.” I opened my arms for my son and he ran towards me.

“Mommy, can I sleep with you tonight?” He asked already jumping on the bed and snuggled close to me whereas Logan stood near the door scratching his nape.

I smirked seeing his face. He might need another shower to calm his desires.

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