Logan
Needy moans echoed through the walls of the hotel room.
I took a slow sip of my wine, barely paying attention to Amelia, who was sprawled out on the bed beside me, her legs spread wide, her fingers disappearing between her thighs as she pleasured herself like a desperate w***e.
“f**k,” she gasped, arching her back, her breath hitching as she circled her c**t, her other hand palming her breast, rolling her hardened n****e between her fingers.
Her moans grew louder, more frantic, her body trembling with each slow stroke she gave herself.
“Logan,” she moaned breathlessly, dragging out my name. “God, I’m so wet. I need you.”
I didn’t look at her. My mind was elsewhere. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop hearing Chloe's voice. "You are a monster."
I ran a hand through my h
