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She swallowed, not trusting herself to speak, and lowered her own hand until she grabbed his and guided him toward the part of her that ached for his touch.
When he slid his fingers into the slick folds between her legs, she whimpered and he froze once more.
“Don’t stop,” she whispered, pulling his head down because she had to kiss him again. “Don’t ever stop.”
Their tongues danced together as his fingers stretched and teased, and then his fingers found that sweet spot, the one that drove her crazy. Moments later she came, screaming into his mouth as he kissed her savagely, and moved his heavy body overtop of hers.
His erection was heavy and thick against her belly as he propped most of his weight up on his elbows, so that he could look down at her.
Billie’s heart swelled to the point that tears pricked the corner of her eyes. She loved this man. She loved him with every fiber of her being. She couldn’t remember a time when she didn’t love him in some way and as she’d gotten older, her feelings had changed—her love had changed.
But it had never gone away.
A lump formed in her throat. It would never go away. She knew this now.
If only she could tell him.
; “Hey,” he reached down and kissed her nose. He was still breathing heavy, still wired and tight.
Tendons strained along his shoulders and biceps as he hovered over top of her. His thick hair was mussed, his eyes, dark and fathomless. He was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen and they were far from done.
Billie reached up and sank her hands into his thick hair. She pushed him backward, her mouth on his, until he rolled to the side and she was out from underneath him. She broke their kiss, panting from the effort, and her breasts swelled, her nipples pebbled at the scorching look in his eyes when she sat back on her knees.
As his gaze moved past her breasts and headed south, she leaned back on her haunches, spreading her legs slightly so he could see exactly how wet she was.
“Christ,” he muttered hoarsely, eyes glued to the apex between her thighs.
Her eyes settled on the tattoo along his shoulder and she leaned forward, her lips gliding over his hard, straining flesh, teasing, tasting. It was an intricate, colorful design boasting a music note and vinery, but it was the other, the one on his arm that caught her attention.
“What is this?” she asked roughly, barely able to get the words out as she fingered the strange markings along his bicep.
“Greek,” he answered.
“What does it say?” she asked, grinning wickedly when her other hand closed around the straining length of his cock.
Logan made a strangled noise and nipped her neck. “It says that you’re one hell of a cock tease and unless we finish this right now…Jesus Christ.”
He swore as she ran her fingers along the soft underside of his head, and suckled his chest at the same time.
“Dammit, Billie, all hell is going to break loose.”
Billie rose above him and pushed him until he was flat on his back. His cock rose straight into the air and she licked her lips in anticipation.
“Well then,” she said breathily. “We can’t have that.”
“No,” he agreed.
“Condom?”
He nodded in the general area beside the bed and she leaned across him—inhaling sharply as her sensitive nipples scraped along the stubble on his chin. She grabbed his jeans from the table beside the bed and slid her hands into the front pocket, smiling when her fingers settled on a small foil packet.
She tore into it, carefully lifted one leg so that she straddled him, and slowly rolled the condom down his cock.
“Holy hell, Billie,” Logan’s eyes never left her hands and when she rose slightly and sank down onto him, he groaned loudly.
Immediately his large hands cupped her butt and she nearly cried out at the sensation of having him inside her.
