Page 74 of Love in the Time of Wildfires

She laughed, feeling brighter than she’d felt in a while. They came together, kissing smiles onto each other’s lips.

“I love you,” he said.

“I love you too.”

Logan was right. Things were going to be okay and, even during times when they weren’t, they’d figure it out.

Their breezy kissing soon turned into a full make out session as their kisses grew heavier, and she couldn’t resist sliding her hands under his T-shirt, feeling the hard muscles along his torso. The guy was amazing and, even better, he was hers. He didn’t try to stop her when she grabbed the fabric of his shirt to pull it off.

This might have been a mistake because she soon found herself getting the giggles as he pressed kisses on her neck just below one ear before pulling off her tank top.

“Still with the giggles?”

“Okay, but in my defense, you’re so hot,” she replied.

“You’re cute.”

Thankfully, the giggles didn’t last long and were soon replaced with moans as he lowered her on the couch, kissing and lightly nipping at her breasts. She wove her fingers through his hair. One of his hands sneaked through the bottom of her shorts, his finger stretching the garment and underwear to the side as he bent to lick up her center like he was worshiping at an altar. “Oh, Logan,” she gasped, arching into him. This was more like it. There was just this and the man who had her heart. River didn’t feel remotely tied down. In fact, she’d never felt more free.

“I remember someone saying I need to show my appreciation in person, so that’s what I’m going to do.” And Logan continued doing just that until River was a mess of want and desire.

As soon as he popped up, River undid the fasteners of his pants, trying to free him even while being clumsy about it. Those gray eyes of his heated and were a bit wild, his hair sticking out at all angles. Still, he stopped. “You sure? What about your ankle?”

“I need you now.” River didn’t want to be babied. She wanted this—she didn’t even consider her injuries.

She didn’t have to tell him twice, although he took extra care sliding her shorts and underwear off, taking the latter and pushing them into the pocket of his pants.

“Oh, come on. You know panties aren’t cheap, right? I can’t keep replacing them because you’re a horn dog.”

He grinned. “I’ll buy you some new ones.”

“Oh, so you can afford medical bills and new underwear? We got ourselves a rich man here.” She smiled while reaching for him and kissing him fully.

Logan pushed down his pants and underwear before fitting himself between her legs and slowly pushing into her. “Okay?” he asked, checking on her.

“Mm-hmm,” she replied, brushing his nose with hers. “More than okay.”

He slowly began to slide in and out of her. “I just want to make you feel good.”

“Same,” she replied.

There weren’t many words after that. Logan lifted her good leg to wrap it around his hips as he got a better angle and pushed harder with a consistent rhythm. She closed her eyes, tilting her head as she let the pleasure wash over her, feeling connected to him. Little gasps of pleasure came. Logan pressed his face into her neck as he increased speed. There were beads of sweat along his skin, and she felt out of control as she was urged to move with him to claim her own bliss. It wasn’t merely sex, but also an expression of everything they meant to each other.

Suddenly she was there, her body snapping and pulsing as she cried out, feeling overwhelmed by it. Logan’s movements became more demanding as he slapped into her before pushing into her one final time with a groan.

They lay there for a moment, their breaths filling the air.

“Maybe we should move this to the bedroom,” she said as he used his discarded T-shirt to clean things up.

He appeared surprised but also pleased. “You want more?”

“You should know that I want everything with you, osito. Always.”

He smiled at her before pulling himself off the couch and lifting her into his arms like she was no burden at all. He took her, naked, to the bedroom. After setting her on the mattress, he settled beside her, pulling the covers around them and spooning her from behind. Logan gently kissed along the back of her neck. “I told myself I wasn’t going to manhandle you until you were a hundred percent healed,” he murmured into her skin while fondling her breasts.

River snorted a laugh. “Oh, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.”

“Is that so?”