Logan-POV
As I hurried out of the door and down the hallway, the emotions coursing through me were wildly overwhelming. Develton’s abrupt return was unexpected, and it sent my insides into a tailspin.
I had braced for his anger when he joined me in the shower, but I was met with the opposite. His demeanor had shifted completely; a new curiosity had replaced his earlier ire, and the abrupt change in his attitude seemed borderline suspicious.
He had demanded to know why I’d put up my wall, and being the master that he was, he quickly coaxed the confession from my lips. His slow, repetitious strokes up and down my c**k had done the trick, and they caused the words to flow from my mouth like water.
I spewed every explicit detail: from the way she looked to the way she smelled, the sweetnes
