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Where the heck had that come from?
“Let’s see. I play a mean game of pool. I bet you could beat the pants off me in bowling. I love a good action movie.” His arms, strong and heavy, snaked around her, snuggling her closer to his warm body. “But if I had you next to me in a nice dark theatre, I could be persuaded to enjoy a chick flick. For the right price, of course.”
“And what price would that be?” she asked.
Logan inclined his head to nip at her neck, his warm breath tickling her skin. “I’m sure you can figure it out.”
Violet’s cheeks grew warm. Oh yeah. She knew exactly what price she would pay to be in Logan McMaster’s arms.
“I also like midnight strolls on the beach.”
Check.
“Lying up under the stars with a beautiful woman.”
Check, check.
“And making mad passionate love.”
Check, check…and check.
Suddenly, Logan flipped her over and she was lying on her back. When she looped her arms around his neck, he swooped down and licked into her mouth, stealing the comment she was about to say. He groaned, dragging his lips from hers to nibble at her neck. The graze of his unshaven jaw sent a stimulating scream of sensation through every pore in her body.
“We’re not…we’re not done with our game.”
His low, sinful voice was a temptation in wickedness. “We have all night to play games.” He moved lower, teasing her nipples through her thin cotton shirt. A shiver of desire rippled over her clit.
“I know one we can play,” he said, still moving lower until he’d captured her thighs in his arms and pulled her further down the lounge chair. “How about we see who can remove the others clothes the fastest?”
He began to tug on her shorts. Violet snapped out of the desire induced stupor she was in and reached for her waistband. “Not here. Someone will see us.”
As he crawled back up her body, a devilish grin filled Logan’s eyes. “I know you’re not afraid to let anyone see this delectable body.”
A delicious shiver ran through her.
“I’ll show you mine if you show me yours,” he whispered, his hands already inching up under her shirt, inflaming every skin cell he touched.
“I’ve already seen yours,” she said, pulse pounding with arousal. Every swipe of his fingers, every tease of his tongue, kindled little fires of ecstasy only he knew how to extinguish. “There are plenty of beds upstairs we can find.”
“I’ll make you a deal.”
Oh boy.
“Touch yourself for me. Then we’ll go in the house.”
Her mouth turned to sand. “What?”
“Touch yourself,” he crooned, his voice a silken caress across her shoulder, not one inch of her exposed skin hadn’t felt his lips.”
She trembled hard. “Do you have some secret voyeurism fetish I need to know about?”
Logan licked the crease below her bottom lip. “I didn’t. But right now, just the thought of watching you finger yourself makes me rock hard.” He looked up, his gaze going from left to right. “From this position, no one will know what you’re doing but me.”
She’d know. She’d masturbating in private many times, but this…
His pupils flared in the moonlight. “Are you going to make me beg?”
Shaking her head, she glanced around, a combination of nervous beats and erotic energy pulsing inside her. Staring into his eyes, she undid the button and zipper of her shorts. When she slid her fingers inside to touch herself, Logan’s gaze lowered and a slow, seductive smile coasted over his face.
