Insider (Exodus End #1)(92)
Author: Olivia Cunning

Still laboring for breath, he lifted his head and looked down at her. “That was very irresponsible of me. We really need to get you on some sort of birth control.”

She flushed and avoided his gaze as she pulled the vibrator out of her ass. She probably should have mentioned that she’d been on the birth control shot for years—not because she was having sex, but because her menstrual periods had been dangerously heavy and her doctor had thought the shots would help lighten them.

“I’ll call Butch for some Plan B.”

He shifted to move from the bed, and Toni grabbed his wrist. “That won’t be necessary.”

He looked at her like she was a raving lunatic. “I’m not ready to be a father.”

“Me neither,” she said. “I mean I’m not ready to be a mother. I’m already on birth control. I get the shot every three months.” She’d never thought of it as birth control before, but she supposed it was now working double duty.

“And we’ve been using condoms why?”

“Because,” she said, her heart aching. “Because you’ve been with a lot of women.”

He laid a hand on her head. “And I’ve always been extra careful.”

She lifted a skeptical brow at him, and he laughed.

“I guess that’s hard to believe, considering I can’t seem to keep my unprotected dick out of you, but it’s a fact. I’ve never had this uncontrollable need to be skin on skin with a woman before. Being safe has always been more important than feeling good.”

Her skeptical brow lifted a notch higher.

“I’m not just saying that to gain your cooperation, Toni. I mean it. And if you’re worried that I’ve got some STD, you can check my physical report. We all get a full health screening before every tour. It’s in our contract.” He scowled. “There’s a lot of weird shit in that contract.”

“What else is in that contract?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

“Nope, we’re not talking about that tonight.”

“Why? Does the contract prevent you from discussing the contract?” Wow, that must be some seriously iron-clad document.

“No,” he said. “It’s your night off, and I still have a whole lot of lessons planned.”

She smiled. She’d definitely rather enjoy his lessons than talk about contracts.

“And since we don’t have to use condoms anymore . . .” He tilted his head toward her and waited for her to nod, which, after a few seconds of contemplation, she did. “Yes!” He made a victory fist and then used it to cover a weak cough. “The lessons are sure to become more spontaneous.”

A group with laughing, boisterous voices traversed the hall just outside their suite. A loud knock on their door sent Toni scuttling after the nearest cover—a comforter wadded up in a corner of the room.

“Logan,” Steve called through the crack in the door. His voice sounded slurred. “Loooogan. Need some help in there?”

“Knock it off,” Max said. “You know he’s with Toni tonight.”

“You don’t think he needs any help with her?” Steve said, his voice carrying through the door. “Loooogan, let me in. I’ve got a boner with your pretty friend’s name on it.”

“Go away,” Logan called. “I’m balls deep in a piece of heaven right now and need no assistance.”

Toni bent over and scooped up a stray sock ball to throw at him. Logan’s claim would have been true ten minutes ago, but even then, it wasn’t information Steve needed to know.

“If you change your mind, you know where to find me and my boner.”

Logan pressed three fingertips to the center of his forehead and shook his head. “Sorry about that, lamb. He must be drunk.”

“And horny.”

“He’s always horny. He’s just more likely to share that information when he’s drunk.”

Toni stared at the door, thinking about what Steve had said. Did he really have a boner for her, or was he just messing with Logan?

“You aren’t considering his proposition are you?” Logan asked.

She pulled her gaze from the door and fixed on him. “Of course not. I want only you. Not Steve. Not even the toys. Just you.”

He stared at her for a long moment and then moved to the desk where several bouquets of flowers were arranged in vases. He picked up a room service menu.

“Are you hungry?” he asked. “I’m starving.”

She was very aware that he didn’t return her blurted sentiments, but what could she do? Just because she’d fallen head over heels for him immediately didn’t mean he had contracted the same unfortunate condition.

“I could eat,” she said. She tucked the comforter around her body. “But I think I’ll start by doing some damage to that strawberry shortcake.” The one he’d so thoughtfully ordered for her. For a guy not willing to admit he had feelings, he sure was playing all his cards at once.

Toni could honestly say it was the best night of her life. They talked and laughed, pigged out on room service, made love, watched eighties movies and quoted memorable lines, and played a game of truth or dare in which Logan wound up naked in the elevator and Toni revealed her most embarrassing moments. Still, though exhausted, Toni had a hard time falling asleep. She decided it wasn’t because Logan snored every time he rolled onto his back, but because she was afraid she’d wake up the next morning and find everything had been a dream.

Not sure when she’d finally drifted off, she woke at first light and smiled to find Logan still beside her. She touched his beard-roughened face, traced his brow, and wrapped his golden curls around her fingertips until she was met by a disgruntled, blue-eyed stare.

“What are you doing awake so early?” he asked.

“Just thinking that if last night was that much fun, today is going to be beyond great.”

“The only lessons I give before noon are for anal sex.”

Her butt cheeks tightened automatically. Yes, she’d enjoyed having a slender vibe back there, a finger or two, and even the occasional flick of his tongue, but she didn’t ever want to find out what it felt like to have his huge cock pounding the wrong hole.

“I’ll let you sleep then.”

He winked at her. “I’ll wear you down eventually.” He flipped onto his side and curled into his bunched pillow, while she spent the morning trying to convince herself that lots of prison inmates had anal sex. So how bad could it be?