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So much so, that he wanted to imprint himself on her body, her mind, and maybe…just maybe, her heart.
He sat forward and rubbed her nose with his. “You’re not some random woman. And from the very first time I touched you, we became a helluva lot more than two people rubbing against each other until it felt good.”
Her eyes widened, then went soft. “You’re right.”
“Of course I am.” He stood and drew her up with him. Then hooked his arm around her knees and tucked his shoulder into her. She let out a whooping laugh as he tossed her over his shoulder. “Now, we shower then raid the kitchen.”
“I’m not the one that got all sweaty.”
“You will be in about five minutes.”
Nineteen
Logan’s long stride took them from the atrium to a hallway. One that was on the opposite side of the house. She didn’t realize the bedrooms could be that stretched out in a house. It was practically a separate wing.
She took the opportunity to slide her hands down his lower back to his truly spectacular ass. It was tight and muscular and hella spankable. She popped him good and he grunted.
When he took a right and light exploded around her, she winced. She rather liked the moonlit room. She was currently facing the wrong way to truly appreciate the room. Doorway was quite nice though. The walls were a deep suede brown with warm pine accents. “Gorgeous room, Logan.”
“Who cares?”
She landed on the bed with an oof.
“This, right here, better view.”
She propped herself up on her elbows. “Is that right?” For the first time, she could really look her fill at Logan. The man could wear the hell out of a pair of jeans, and he rocked the man in black look, but naked…wow.
Wide shoulders and defined arms tapered to a densely muscled belly. Not the muscles of a gym guy that was looking to define every muscle group known to man. No, Logan was solid. With each breath, his ab muscles rippled under the surface.
She smiled as his cock hardened before her eyes. Lengthening and thickening until she had to swallow. She’d tasted that. Her mouth and jaw could attest to just how impressive he was. But here, with the warm glow of his room, there were no shadows and quick fumbling fingers.
His fingers fisted at his sides and his thighs flexed.
No, those hands could take their time. If she could stand it. She ached in so many places. Her breasts felt too heavy, her pussy swollen, and God, she was wet. All it took was a kiss to get her started, but tasting him, feeling him tremble and tighten under touch…she was so beyond sane at that moment.
“Are you done looking?”
“No.”
He moved toward her, kneeling on the end of the bed. “It’s only fair I get the same look-see.” His thick, scarred fingers were deft on her belt, buttons and zippers. But he slowed his perusal as he drew down her shorts.
She couldn’t remember the last time she’d taken time with her shower routine, but just then she was glad she’d taken the time to exfoliate until she’d been pink, then gone hog wild with lotion. When Logan groaned as he drew his fingers down her belly to her thighs and then made a return trip, she vowed to make the time from now on.
He leaned over her, pushed her tank up along the way before he covered her nipple with his warm mouth. The little charm he wore hung between them as he flipped her shirt off. His smooth belly and chest rubbed along every inch of her before he settled his weight between her thighs. His cock was trapped between them, the thick ridges burning into her skin.
Restless, she shifted under him. The slow seduction was a surprise after the way they’d been in the truck. She was fairly certain that she’d
go out of her mind if he kept her on this fuzzy edge of lust. She needed to be filled, needed his weight, but most of all she needed the power of him.
He pressed a kiss under her jaw. “Keep that up and that gentlemanly half of me is going to get booted out of here again.”
“Good.” Logan braced himself on his elbows. She raked her nails over the insanely solid arms to his shoulders. “I need you, Logan. Hard.” She brushed her cheek against his scruffy jaw, her lips at his ear. “Don’t hold back.”
He was careful with her. Always so careful. She wanted that part of him from the stage when he’d finally unleashed on her after rehearsal. She wanted that man that growled lyrics into the night.
She coasted her hand down his back to his ass and dug her fingers into his cheek, rubbing her body along his. His breathing grew harsh, he pressed her to the bed with his hips and rose over her.
Wild green eyes held her there. His jaw flexed as he slid down her body. He watched her as he scraped his beard around her breast. Her eyes fluttered closed at the abrasion only to pop back open when he flicked his tongue over her nipple. Around and around with the tease of scruff warming her skin.
