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“Holy hell,” he said roughly, taking a step forward.
“Stop right there,” Billie said, lips shiny as she gazed across the narrow space at him. Her hair was all over the place, that shiny mouth was as red as a cherry, and Christ, her red bra barely covered her breasts. As if that wasn’t sexy enough, she wore the smallest pair of red boy shorts he’d ever laid eyes on. Period.
Logan was hard and ready. Hell, he’d been ready for hours now. All those teasing looks and the sexual innuendo while watching her play darts had been hard to take. But this here, right now?
He stepped forward and she shook her head, hands up, stance wide as she squared her shoulders.
“Take your clothes off, Logan.” She licked her lips. “Before you move another inch.”
His hands were on his fly before she finished speaking. Shit. Boots first.
Logan shucked his boots quick as you please, and in less time than it would take to walk across the room and plant a kiss on those delectable breasts that begged for his mouth, his slacks and V-neck were on the floor.
“Boxers too,” Billie said, voice throaty and sexy as all hell.
Logan stared at her, a wicked grin on his face. “What if someone walks in?”
“Didn’t you lock the door?”
“Well, yeah, but…”
“Do you care about any of that right now?”
“No.” Hell no.
“Then off with the boxers.”
He reached for the waistband. “I’m going to have to call you Bossy Billie.”
“I like that.”
“I figured you would.”
He tossed his boxers onto the floor beside his clothes. Her eyes were on his for the longest time, and then she let them slide over his body until she reached his aching cock. Billie licked her lips and by then Logan was so tight he thought he might explode.
“Touch yourself,” she whispered.
Logan loved this side of her. “That sounds naughty.”
Her smile widened and he glimpsed the tip of her pink tongue. “I know Santa isn’t fond of naughty girls, but I’m hoping that you are.”
His blood ran hot. “Is that even a question?”
“I asked you to touch yourself, Logan. You’re the one not listening.” Her eyes sparkled. “You’re the one being naughty.”
“And what part would you like me to touch, exactly?”
Billie’s eyes snapped back up to his, and he groaned at the look in their depths. She was as hot and horny as he was.
“The part that’s saying hello to me,” she whispered, cheeks flush and chest heaving. How could Logan say no to that?
His hands slid across his thighs until he gripped his erection. His hold was tight. Strong. And sure it felt good, but not nearly as good as it could. He wanted something a little more delicate. He watched her carefully, turned on at the sight of her squeezing her thighs together.
“Are you wet?” he asked roughly.
He was rewarded with a cheeky grin. “Not nearly enough.”
She was a crap liar and he knew it.
