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She found she could hardly wait.
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He’d never felt so damned horny out on a run before. Then again, he’d never run behind Kat before.
No matter how many times he dragged his eyes from that peachy backside of hers, they kept finding their way back. And the fact that she was wearing the tightest, sexiest one-piece running suit he’d ever seen certainly wasn’t helping.
Part of it was the fact that they’d spent the past ten hours working together, and not being able to touch each other. The electricity between them had been building all day, like the most thrilling form of foreplay.
And now he was finding it exceedingly hard just to keep himself in check. And this was just the warm-up.
He felt like a randy teenager, and Logan had never been more grateful when she slowed to a walk...right up until she launched into her stretches. Starting with touching her toes.
‘Jesus, Kat.’ The breath whooshed out of him all at once.
Barely remembering to check no one was around them, he grabbed her hand and pulled her deeper into trees until they were out of sight of the main path. Then, practically throwing her against the oldest, thickest tree trunk, he pinned her there with his body, lacing his one hand through her hair and letting the other cradle her backside. He just about heard her muttering thickly about what had taken him so long, and then he dropped his mouth to hers and drank her in greedily.
It had been well worth the wait. She tasted of lust and desire, and he couldn’t get enough. He kissed her for a long while—maybe years—feeling things roll through him, supercharging him.
Kat, for her part, clutched his arms tightly as though all she could do was hold on for the ride, and he found he liked that sensation rather too much.
He tasted her, and played with her, licking along her lower lip with his tongue, then plundering inside her mouth, revelling in every greedy, unrestrained sound that escaped her. And then he proceeded to explore her jawline, her neck and her throat as she tipped her head back and sighed with abandon.
He had no idea how much time had passed when they finally, reluctantly, came up for air.
‘That’s more what I wanted,’ she whispered on a shaky little breath.
‘You should have said earlier.’ He might not be kissing her, but he still couldn’t bring himself to release her. ‘I could have accommodated it.’
‘I’ll bear that in mind,’ managed Kat, moving one arm so that her hot palm was lying flat over his chest, travelling over the muscles beneath as though she was learning them.
‘Anything else you wanted?’ he rasped.
She looked up at him, her expression darkening, her eyes never leaving his. But suddenly her palm was moving lower, and lower again, until she was skimming past the waistband of his shorts and then cupping his length in her hand.
Need exploded within him and he drew in a sharp breath.
‘Careful, Kat.’ It was practically a growl. ‘You don’t know what you’re doing to me.’
‘Oh, I think I do.’
Then, with one slick movement, she slid her hand under his waistband, coiled her fingers around him and began to set a slow rhythm.
‘Kat...’ He breathed her name then muttered a curse, and she smiled softly in response.
‘I’ve been wanting to do this ever since you touched me that night.’
‘I’ve not been stopping you.’
‘You haven’t exactly been making it easy either.’ He got the impression she was reprimanding him.
It wasn’t an unpleasant experience.
He lifted his hands to caress her body, skimming his palms, his fingers, his thumbs over every delectable curve and hollow. Taking his time as his fingers danced down the length of her spine and his hands spanned her delicate waist.
And then he lowered his hands to her hips, taking the time to explore before tracing his way to the front, in between her legs. He revelled in her ragged breathing as he moved his hand back and forth, her wet heat so clearly evident.
But whilst the running suit clung so lovingly to every curve and allowed him to feel every inch of her through the material, he found there was actually no way in.
