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"Whatever you want, boss."
"Oh, give me a break," I snap. "You respond like that when he tells you something, but you treat me like a piece of dirt."
John completely ignores me and turns back to Logan. "Do us all a favor, Mr. McDonagh. Get rid of her."
"I am not getting rid of her," Logan states.
"Well, either I go, or the bitch goes."
Logan sighs, and John smirks at me.
"Mr. Croakes, I am giving you one chance to apologize to Miss Hudson."
John snorts. "Apologize to her? If she weren’t such a snarky little bitch, everything would—"
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence before Logan smacks him in the face with his fist. John crumples forward, stumbling down the steps before Logan catches him and holds him up.
"Do you need to get anything from your trailer before you leave?" Logan asks.
"You are going to hear from my lawyers," murmurs John, holding his face.
Logan pushes him forward. "Get the fuck out of here."
John stumbles a little before righting himself. He looks back over his shoulder but doesn’t say anything else.
Logan turns back to me. "I’m sorry you had to—"
He’s the one who can’t finish his sentence this time, but it is not because I smack him in the face… It's because I can’t stop myself from kissing him.
No one has stood up for me like that before, especially not when there are millions on the line. Logan could have sided with John to keep the peace, but he does have my back. I feel overwhelmed by the support, and my need to be fucked kicks in.
I ram my tongue into his mouth, searching for his, and it responds a second later as he realizes what is happening. He grabs me and kisses me back, but there is a tenderness there too. He wants to protect the baby and is wary about hurting the baby and me.
"Here?" asks Logan when we come apart.
"I need you," I whisper as I pull him into the trailer.
I need him to make me feel like he has made me feel before. I need to release the pent-up emotion and frustration that has been building, and I need to be closer to the man who protects me.
Logan pulls the door closed behind us and turns the lock. It won’t keep a burglar out, but it will stop someone from opening the door.
"I hope he doesn’t come back to get anything from his trailer." I giggle.
"He will be really pissed off if he does." Logan looks around the room. "Okay, I did not think about there being a lack of a bed, but why would there be a bed in here?"
"I don’t care," I respond. "And we don’t need a bed."
I move to the couch and throw the book and sweater from the cushions. I take Logan by the hand, spin him around over to the couch, and push him back into it. I feel as if I am possessed by a nymph. I need to get some in the next ten minutes or I am going to burst.
I want to leap on Logan, but the best I can do in my pregnant state is lower myself on top of him as I place my knees on either side. I grind my crotch right into his and lean forward to kiss him again. I move my hips back and forth as our tongues dance, and I can feel my juices start to flow.
"We will not…?" Logan looks down at my bump.
"No, the baby will be fine, but forget about that for now. I just want to ride your cock until I cum over and over. Please tell me you will give it to me, Logan."
Logan takes my cheeks in his hands and brings my head in close. He touches his lips to mine very gently and very briefly before he turns my head to the side. I can feel his warm breath in my ear, and it tickles.
"I will give it to you," he whispers.
