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“One more time,” she whispered as her eyes drifted shut.
“I love you, Chloe.”
She kept her eyes closed, savoring the incredible feeling of warmth blooming in her chest and spreading throughout her body. “Logan?” she said as she opened her eyes.
He tilted his head. “I love you too. I love everything. All of you. So much.” Her voice caught on the last word.
As though a spark leapt straight from the fire and into the space between them, heat filled his eyes. A small, strangled sound tore from Chloe’s lips, and in the next instant she was flying down the stairs toward him.
The sight of her in motion kicked his ass into gear as well. He shot forward, closing the distance with his longer legs pumping faster than hers. An all-consuming need to touch him, feel skin on skin burned her more than the fire ever could.
Chloe launched herself straight at him. They met at the second step, colliding against each other like two runaway trains. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and clung like a spider monkey.
“I forgot you’re hurt!” she cried as he tried to hide a subtle flinch.
“It’s fine. Can’t feel a damn thing but the need to touch every part of you right now,” he said right before he slammed his lips on hers.
She moaned. Normally, she went pliant in his arms, melting into him. Not tonight. Tonight, she fought for control of the kiss. Battled him for dominance. Their mouths dueled in a fierce lip battle full of nips, hard sucks, and plunging tongues.
“Skin,” Chloe said as she ripped her mouth away. His lips were swollen and a thick bulge behind his zipper pressed right into her core. She couldn’t help but rock against him, eliciting a harsh groan from both of them. With his hands on her ass and her legs wrapped around him, she was stable enough to use her hands. And, boy, did she use them. In a frenzy, she yanked his T-shirt up and off his body, scoring his skin with her nails as she went. Hers was next, tossed over her head without care.
His focus immediately went to her tits. With his hungry gaze on her, Chloe felt strong, powerful. He hefted her higher and closed his mouth around one stiff peak.
Shit, that felt so damn good.
Chloe cried out, clutching at his head for support as lightning shot from her nipple to her clit. She ground against him, humping at his abs, wild for some kind of friction to ease the ache.
“Shit, Logan, I need your cock.” She was soaked, the thin panties not doing a damn thing to contain the flood of arousal leaking from her body into him.
“Fuck yes,” he said as he released her panty-covered ass to undo his cargo pants. The moment he let go, she almost crashed to the ground.
Chloe yelped and clung to him tighter while he tried to remain on his feet. All they managed to accomplish was another press of her drenched pussy against his abdomen which had him groaning and losing his balance entirely. There was no time to cushion her fall or for him to brace to keep from squashing her. They crashed to the steps, landing in a heap of tangled arms and legs.
Chloe grunted as her back made contact with the carpeted steps. The coarse fibers dragged across her skin in a burning trail that would certainly leave a mark. Her small grunt was the only indication either of them had even noticed the incident. Logan’s gaze held a crazed hunger as she locked in with single minded focus on her target.
His belt.
She attacked it with a ferocity she hadn’t thought herself capable of. In record time, his belt was undone, zipper down, and cock firmly in her hand. She stroked, loving the way his entire body bowed into her. “Fuck me, Logan. Now. You have no idea how bad I need you.”
The second her hand stroked down his throbbing length, he fucking lost his shit. “No idea?” he growled near her ear. “I spent the last sixteen nights fucking dreaming of you with a dick so hard it hurt. Swear to Christ, woman, I’ve never wanted anything like I want to fuck you right now.”
He was going to make her come with his words alone. “So stop talking and do it,” she said, throwing as much sass into the command as possible.
Rocket grabbed her hand in a rough grip, ripped it off his cock, and pinned it to the step near her head. He aligned himself with her drenched opening, and without any finesse, powered into her.
“Shit, you’re so fucking tight and hot.” She was so wet he had no problem sinking to his balls on the first stroke. When he bottomed out, Chloe emitted a sharp cry. Her back arched off the steps, tits like an offering he didn’t ignore. He scraped his teeth over one nipple.
