My Billionaire Ex-Boyfriend by Roxie Wilde

Author:Roxie Wilde [Wilde, Roxie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Lexi

I’ve always been a sucker for the aroma of coffee. There was something magical about the backroom of the Daily Grind, the way that the unground beans were still giving off that magical smell of coffee. The promise of that heavenly fragrance just a moment away, the grinder sitting idly on a table, eager to deliver fresh grounds and another hit of that sweet, sweet aroma. Just setting foot back here was enough to bring back memories of early mornings and late nights fueled in turn by a fresh cup. It was a nostalgic, warm and singularly happy feeling.

Logan’s mouth on mine was even more intoxicating than being surrounded by a thousand pounds of Columbia’s finest dark roast. His hands were tangled in my hair, both of us upright as he leaned into me, pressing my back against the door. I reached down, pulling at his shirt, untucking the Tom Ford and getting my hands on his skin.

It should be illegal for an ex to get more attractive, especially as much as Logan had. It had to be against a Geneva convention or two.

My fingers traced along the flat planes of his stomach. Whatever Logan did at the gym, it fucking worked. He was shredded in a way that I hadn’t experienced before, and I couldn’t seem to stop myself from touching him, exploring. My hands had minds of their own, and they were both firmly in the gutter.

He didn’t seem to mind, his own hands sliding down from my hair to circle my waist. As I slid one hand up to his chest beneath his now-unbuttoned shirt — damn, my hands worked fast — I felt him brace himself and then lift me up.

My sudden laughter was muffled by his mouth, legs wrapping around him to pull myself harder against him. At this angle, I could feel how hard he was, feel the heat pouring off his throbbing dick through the layers of clothes. The only thing burning hotter was his eyes on mine as he looked at me with pure primal hunger.

“Logan, we shouldn’t. I’m going to get fired —”

I’d thought that the knee-length skirt and knee-high socks had been a cute look. I’d felt like I had a bit of my cheerleader flare back ever since Paris. I was regretting it now though, as my skirt was rucked up around my hips, exposing just how wet my second-best pair of panties were.

“I’m sure you’ll find another job.” His smirk was both infuriating and enough to make me squeeze his waist between my thighs, pulling him closer. I hated how much I wanted him right now. How easily he’d managed to get me back here, how eager I was to feel him inside me again.

“It’s not just that. We shouldn’t be…” I trailed off. I couldn’t put it into words, this indescribable guilt that I held for what we were doing. What I was doing.

“Why not?”

Those two simple words were enough to disarm me. The combination of

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