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She peered over his shoulder where Adam and Nic were taking care of a trio of customers. More would be coming in. Nic caught her eye and widened hers. Then nodded toward the stairs.
Bella groaned. “I’m a responsible member of society.”
“I brought two condoms. Totally responsible.”
She laughed and pushed him into the hallway that led to her stairs. She totally shouldn’t be bringing him to her apartment. Then his scent would be there. There was no turning back once memories were locked into her space.
He was the first man in her bed since she’d moved to town.
God, she wasn’t sure she could do this. She turned to him at the threshold of her personal space and the store. When he smiled at her, the crinkles fanning around his green eyes and the wicked eyebrow were really hard to resist. She jammed the lever down for her door and the pulley system came alive. He backed her inside and hauled the door closed for her.
Too late.
It was done. He was there. Ripped to hell jeans with wear spots in all the right places. A simple washed out V-neck hugged his chest and shoulders.
He cupped her jaw and the thin leather strips that made up two inches of braided leather around his wrist, brushed her skin. She turned her face into his palm and the little metal charms clamped to the ends jangled at her ear.
Such a basic part of Logan King, the musician. She’d seen the cuff a million times in pictures, but to actually see it up close? It was a little slice of reality that made her heart pound.
He wasn’t just some guy. He was an incredibly wealthy, famous singer. The barn would be filled with screaming fans that came for him tonight.
“Where’d you go?”
She blinked up at him and forced a smile to bend her lips. “I’m here.”
“No, you were here a second ago.” He pushed the little pins from her hair and framed her face. “Come back to me.” He licked over her lips and sealed their mouths in a searching, overwhelming kiss.
She went up on her toes and matched him stroke for stroke, until they were gasping for breath.
He laughed down at her. “There. That’s my Izzy.” Sunlight turned his dark blond hair golden. Freckles glowed from his skin and she found the little trio of them that bled through the distracting full lower lip.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and sucked it into her mouth, as he hoisted her up into his arms. She heard the thud of his boots a second before her butt hit the bed.
She kicked her ballerina flats off as he dragged up her shirt and latched his mouth to her nipple, sucking her through the lace and silk of her bra. He flipped the cups up, pushing the heavy curve of each breast together. His eyes never left hers as he sucked each one into his mouth. The pressure was so close to pain until he let each one free with a pop.
; Again, and again, he did it until she was writhing beneath him. He licked along the full undersides and then lower to her ribcage. His fingertips scraped down her belly, the tiny callouses abraded her skin. With open mouth kisses he swirled his tongue around her belly button and peeled open the snap and zipper of her pants.
She bowed under him. She’d been working in the store all morning. This was not the time to go down for a Logan foreplay special. She caught his chin and dragged him up to her mouth. “It’s been a long, hot morning.”
He laughed and made a return trip, dragging her panties and pants off together. He pushed her legs open and used the widest part of his tongue to lick her from slit to hood. “Perfection,” he said and repeated the slow, maddening strokes of his tongue.
She grabbed for the headboard, but her fingers just glanced off. For once, she wished for a slatted headboard. How else could she hold out against the sparklers going off behind her eyelids?
Every time she tried to hold back, to keep something for herself, Logan demanded just that little bit more. He jammed his shoulders against her thigh to gain complete access, then tasted every swollen fold. Between his tongue and fingers, he filled her until she could do nothing but hold on and experience him.
She gripped his hair and managed to temper a scream. His hands slid under her ass and she could feel each fingertip dent her flesh as he tipped her up into his mouth. With each thrust of his tongue, he teased her.
Not enough, dammit.
She wanted that fullness. The way he owned every part of her when he slid inside of her. She remembered that. Wanted it again.
“Logan. Inside me.”
He looked up at her, his mouth shiny from her as he drew the side of his thumb through her wetness and coated her clit as he drew a tight figure-eight pattern through her folds then up to her clit and back around to start again. Relentlessly pushing her higher.
She hissed.
