Close Your Eyes (Gods of Saint Pierce #3) Read Online Logan Chance

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire Tags Authors: Series: Gods of Saint Pierce Series by Logan Chance
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Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
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Quickly, we remove the sweatpants from my body as he gazes down at me.

“You’re stunning,” he says as he flips me again, this time repositioning us to where I’m straddling his chest. “Stand and take the panties off.”

My eyes widen. “Stand on the bed?”

He nods, lying flat on his back, lifting one arm to rest behind his head. “Do it.”

I use my hand to push off his chest as I stand over him, my feet on either side of his body. I slowly remove my panties, and fling them across the room.

He stares up at me. “Now sit on my face,” he says, all husky and barely there.

I shake my head. “Umm.”

“Do it,” he demands. “Please do it.”

“Well, because you said please.” I lower myself to where I’m sitting on top of him, my vagina right over his mouth.

“I could die right now and be a happy man.”

Chapter 25

Ledger

Posey positions her pussy just over my mouth, and I stick out my tongue to greet her. I use my hands to rock her hips so she rides my face. I grip her ass, my mouth hungry for her.

She rocks along me, her body picking up speed as she finds her rhythm. I keep guiding her, moving her along with me as she grows closer and closer to her release.

God, I love this woman.

“I’m so close, Ledger,” she calls out, and the bed rocks, smacking up against the wall as she rides my fucking face. “Oh, I’m coming,” she calls out, and I pride at the fact that I’ve done this for her.

That she’s mine now, and I’m never letting her go.

After we clean ourselves up and grab some fishing gear and more clothing from a local shop, I pull Roman’s SUV into a spot near May Lake. We travel down a little beaten path that nobody knows about, surrounded by towering trees and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze. The air is crisp and fresh, filled with the scent of pine and earth. We hold hands as if we’ve got nothing to care about in the world.

Roman's been keeping me updated, and so far, Bane’s been quiet. I’m not really sure if that’s a good or bad thing, but either way, I push thoughts of Bane and the fiasco of the wedding out of my mind and focus on today, on the present moment.

I've got Posey with me, and she’s safe. The sunlight filters through the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the ground as we walk. Birds chirp in the distance, and the serene beauty of the lake comes into view. The calm water reflects the clear blue sky, creating a perfect backdrop for this stolen moment of peace.

“You ready to show me how it’s done?” I ask Posey, holding up a fishing pole.

She lets out a tiny gasp. “This place is beautiful.”

I glance around, taking in my surroundings. “Not many people know about this place. Most tourists gravitate toward the park on the other side of the lake. Roman and I use to come here as kids.”

“I can picture you two causing a lot of trouble.”

I blush. “Maybe we caused some, but we weren’t too bad.”

Posey steps up closer to me. “I know you’re a good man. I’m happy I know you.”

I set the fishing supplies down and wrap my arms around her, bringing her closer to me. “Why do you sound like you’re never going to see me again?”

She sighs heavily. “I’m just hoping everything works out.”

I bend at the knees, so I’m on eye level with her. I stare into her eyes. “It will. You have to visualize the perfect life we’re going to have together.”

This gets her to smile wide. “Well, so far it’s pretty perfect. I can’t think of anything better I’d rather do than fish with you right now.”

I squeeze her ass. “I can think of a few things.”

She laughs, pushing at my chest as I tug her closer to me. “You’re incorrigible.”

I let go of her as we start to set up. She shows me how to bait a hook with the worms we bought from a local bait shop. Her hands move skillfully, and I can't help but admire her ease and confidence. For the next few hours, we sit together under the bright yellow sun, casting our hooks and waiting for a fish to bite. The tranquil sound of the water lapping against the shore and the occasional rustle of the trees make the time feel almost magical. She catches something small, and we gently remove the hook from its mouth before throwing it back into the lake.

“Is this how it was?” I ask her, curious about her past.

“Fishing with my father?” she replies, a hint of nostalgia in her voice.

I nod. “Yeah.”

She grins, the sunlight dancing off her kissable skin, her hair swaying slightly in the breeze. “It’s something I want for my future. I want to be able to teach my kids to fish. I want to spend that special time with them. It goes by so quickly.”


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