Before, it frightened her, and it wasn’t something she could handle with her broken heart and life in tatters. Tonight, both those things were still true, but she wasn’t frightened.
For over two weeks, this man had stood beside her, sat with her, and brought her breakfast every morning. He’d been the rock she hadn’t asked for but the one she clung to during the worst time of her life. And that was saying alotas she’d had some pretty terrible times.
She looked forward to seeing him every morning and dreaded saying goodbye to him at night. She’d trudged through her days in a fog that only cleared when he was near.
Now, it was over. Her mother was finally sleeping, the men who’d murdered her father were dead, and she wasfree. She had no idea what that meant for her future, but she wouldn’t think about it. She knew what she wanted from tonight, and it washim.
Maybe she was making an ass of herself, perhaps she would regret this, but she didn’t care. All she cared about was tonight and enjoying it. And she had no doubt he wouldn’t turn her away. He’d been nothing but a gentleman since that night at the motel, but he couldn’t hide his desire when he looked at her.
Rising, she strolled across the porch, opened the door, and turned to look back at Logan. His brows knitted together as he watched her. Elena lifted a finger, crooked it, and beckoned to him with it.
For a second, Logan didn’t move as he tried to understand what was happening. Then, Elena vanished into the home he and Asher shared.
Unable to believe she was beckoning to him, he didn’t move until his inner voice shouted at him to stop being an idiot, and he launched to his feet. He strode across the porch and followed her inside.
Elena stood with her back against the wall and her palms flattened against it as she watched him from the other side of the room. He stopped as she gripped the edge of her shirt and pulled it off to reveal the swell of her full breasts.
The enticing sight of her caused him to become so hard, so fast, his teeth clamped against the ache in his cock. He closed the door but didn’t move toward her as he simply stood and drank in her exquisite body.
Her areolas were darker than her enticing, golden skin. Her pert nipples stood out as he imagined gripping her round hips while bending to draw one of them into his mouth. She would taste as delicious as she looked.
Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to move toward her. His feet remained planted in place as his conscience warred with his dick. In the end, his conscience won out, but barely. Logan couldn’t believe he was about to say this, considering he’d spent the past two weeks imagining what it would be like to fuck her, but he forced the words out.
“Elena, it’s been a rough couple of weeks.”
“It has,” she agreed as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them leisurely down her thighs.
She was trying to kill him; he was certain of it. Logan’s mouth watered when he realized she wasn’t wearing any underwear. A black triangle of neatly trimmed hair shielded her sex from view, but everything else was on full display as she kicked off her sandals and tugged her jeans the rest of the way off.
When she finished, she kicked them aside and lifted her head to meet his gaze. Helen of Troy had nothing on this beautiful creature who was offering herself tohim. And as badly as he desired her, he still couldn’t move.
He couldn’t take advantage of her when she was mourning and lost. He’d never forgive himself if he did.
“Things are tough right now; you might come to regret this,” he said.
“I’m not going to regret this. Things have been tough, but this is theonething I’m certain about in a whole sea of uncertainty. I’m offering myself to you because I want to forget everything that has happened, and I wantyouto be the one to make me forget. Can you do that?”
Oh, he could make her forget in the most delightful of ways, but… “And if you regret this tomorrow?”
“If you do your job well enough, that won’t happen.”
The challenge in her words brought a low growl from him.
“I’m a grown woman, Logan. I know what I’m getting into; I don’t need you to protectmefromme. So, unless you don’t want me—”
“You’re all I’ve wanted since I met you,” he interrupted harshly.
“Then why not have me?” she asked huskily.
Why not, indeed?He wondered as he prowled toward her.
The ravenous look in his eyes had her body arching toward him as he drew closer.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked.
He stopped in front of her and rested a hand against the wall. With his other hand, he claimed one of hers and brought it to his cock. “What do you think?” he asked.
She smiled as she rubbed her hand along the rigid length of him before squeezing it. “I think we’re going to have alotof fun.”
