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His jaw tightened as he met her gaze. Disappointment was a kerosene flare in his chest. “A fantasy rock star fuck?”
Her topaz eyes flashed. “Not a rock star fuck. You. I want you to fuck me. I want you inside me.” She bit his lower lip. “Just you.”
“Here?”
She nodded. “No more teasing. You put me in this state, now you better finish me off.”
“You? You’ve got at least two orgasms to my none.”
She reached into his pants and cupped his balls. “I’ll make it up to you.”
He groaned, flipping out his wallet. Fuck, he hoped he had a damn condom. He really wasn’t the guy that carried it around in his billfold anymore. Sex hadn’t been on his radar in too many months to count.
She went at his neck, a slow flick of her tongue up and around his Adam’s apple before she moved up to his chin. She hovered over his mouth as he fumbled in his wallet.
“Tell me you have something.”
He dug his fingers behind his credit cards, pulling them out one by one. They ticked and clicked their way across the floor. And still, she was relentless with her long strokes of his dick.
She sat up straighter, her nose bumping his. “C’mon, magic condom. You’re a dude, you have to have one in there.”
He felt around the bills, finding a receipt and a paper clip. He groaned as she traced a figure eight along the underside of his shaft. “Jesus. You’re killing me here.”
“Do you realize how far it is to my apartment? To your cabin?” She scraped her teeth over his chin, flicking her tongue over the dent in his chin to the ridge below his lip and finally inside.
He flipped his wallet open wide and finally felt the crinkled edge of a packet. He fisted her hair with his free hand, dragging her mouth away. Her neck exposed, her heaving chest with the tips of her nipples showing above the neckline of her dress, her dusky skin—all his to touch and take.
He brought her knee up higher on his hip. “Last warning.”
She lowered her head and he quickly loosened his grip on her hair. “Enough with the warnings. I’m a big girl. I want this.” She traced his lips with her tongue. “I want this.”
He did, too. More than anything he could remember wanting. Except this barn. He wanted this place, this woman in his newfound place. His woman for as long as she allowed it.
“And I like a good hair pull,” she said with sleepy eyes.
He brushed her hands away and jerked the condom wrapper open, rolling it down his length. He backed up a step, taking her with him until she was on the very edge of the trunk.
He pushed up the skirt of her dress, scraping his nails over her legs, his thumbs grazing her inner thighs. He gripped his cock and dragged the tip through her swollen folds.
She shuddered and he groaned.
He slowly tucked his head inside, pushing down slowly as she accepted him inch by inch. Slick and open, she tensed for a moment before hissing out a breath. She curled her fingers around his hips and pulled him forward.
“Logan.”
Again, that voice. The voice that would live in this barn, in his head, in his chest. He tried to block it out. He’d be done in a flash, if he focused on that voice. He groaned as she finally took all of him. Her walls rippled around his cock and he caught her mouth.
Swallowing each groan as he rolled his hips against her. Shallow thrusts to keep himself in check. Tight little circles as he flexed his hips and ass, her fingers digging into his flanks. He pushed her open wider. He needed more.
Each counter twist of her hips urged him for more. His body demanded more. His spine burned with the need to drive deep. But he kept it slow, reaching down between them to circle her clit.
She raked her nails up under his shirt, then back down to his ass.
“Logan.”
Her voice.
That voice.
