Page 7 of Something Wet


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Ugh.

She would not do this to herself. Would not imagine a relationship where there wasn’t one. Hell, she’d just been dumped, and it had been a relationship. At least it had been to her. Look how that turned out. No. He was just being sweet. They would enjoy the rest of the night together, and that would be it. She would enjoy the moment and revel in the attention of someone as hot and eligible as Logan McMasters. Why not? The man was sexy as hell and knew exactly what to do with his hands, his mouth, and everything in between. And when the weekend came to a close, she’d have a wonderful memory to take home with her to erase the bad one that started it all.

At the steps on the side of the house leading up to the pool, he let her go up ahead of him. He palmed one side of her butt. “Girl, it should be a crime for you to walk around with an ass like that.” He pinched her. She squealed with laughter and ran up the rest of the steps, Logan in hot pursuit behind her. As she edged a row of padded sling chaise loungers, he grabbed her and swung her up in his arms.

“Woman, did you forget I was a star cornerback? You can’t get away from me.”

“Stop,” she said, dragging the word out, sounding like a petulant child. “You play too much.”

He released her slowly and eased her around until her back was flat against the privacy fence that surrounded the pool and deck area, the maple wood smooth and cool against her back.

“I only want to play with you though. That’s not too much to ask, is it?” He lowered his mouth to the side of her neck.

Heat bloomed between her legs. The next thing she knew, their mouths were fused, tongues tangling like a snake on a vine. His hands slid up and under the T-shirt she wore. He gripped the edge of the top of her bathing suit and pulled, releasing her breast. She groaned at the heat of his mouth on her nipple, the wet lash of his tongue.

“Someone is going to see us,” she warned, sighing with pleasure, unsure if she wanted him to stop or keep going.

“So what?” he growled. “We’re all adults here.” He took her shorts and the bottom of her bathing suit down to the ground.

Logan released one foot

, took it and wrapped it around his waist. He unzipped his shorts, reached inside and freed the hard pulse of his arousal. Digging into his pocket, he found a condom and tore it open with his teeth, all the while smiling at her. Only seconds passed before he buried himself deep inside her.

Violet moaned with pleasure as he filled her, stretched her, and she moved against him, hot, wet, abandoned. A rough, agonized masculine groan tore from him. It made her walls clench and shudder around him. Gripping her butt, he moved with fine, subtle, circling movements. Before long they became fast and frantic as he drove himself inside her dripping wetness. She held on to his massive arms, her nails biting into the hard, springy muscles. Her head thunked back on the fence as his tortuous mouth raked over her exposed throat.

“Lo…gan,” she stammered.

“Damn, I love it when you say my name,” he admitted before he reached between their connected bodies and pressed his thumb on her clit.

She cried out, coming on a broken sob, wild spasms of pleasure ricocheting through every pinpoint of her body, wrenching Logan’s name from her throat over and over.

“Hell yeah,” he said through clenched teeth. “Say it again.”

“Logan.” She thrust her hips at him, and he pushed back, again and again, faster and harder, until he climaxed, shuddering violently, clutching her thighs in his hands.

Neither of them moved for several minutes. To calm her system, she concentrated on the gentle gurgling of the pool, the soft sound of music coming from somewhere inside the house, the bright sparkle of the stars shimmering in the sky.

More minutes passed before he slid out of her and lowered her leg. Their eyes met.

“It’s your fault,” he said. “You shouldn’t be so goddamn sexy.

Violet averted her face, but what he said made her smile inside. He cupped her chin and brought his lips down to meet hers and gave her a slow, lingering kiss that made her toes curl. She didn’t look at him when he lifted her foot and put it back through the hole of her bathing suit and shorts. He glided them back over her hips and snapped the button back in place.

“Come on.” He reached down and caught her hand, bringing her knuckles to his lips. “I think I can leave you alone long enough for you to shower and eat.” His mouth curved in a slow sensuous smile. “But I’m warning you. My self-control is not going to last long.”

At that she had to laugh. “Understood.”

They moved through the house. The cool air made chill bumps pop out on her skin. Thank goodness no one was sitting in the living area that led out to the pool. If they had, they’d have witnessed a fantastic erotic show between her and Logan.

Voices filtered out of the game room. It sounded as if they were playing the Wii. The beach house was perfect for adults and families. Enough room to sleep over twenty people, it had a large kitchen, two living areas, plus the game room set up for billiards, TV watching, lounging and playing cards.

At the top of the steps he leaned forward and kissed her, a tender kiss that had her aching for more. “I’ll see you back down in the kitchen in a few minutes.”

“Okay,” she agreed, and walked down the hall to her room.

In the Jack-and-Jill bathroom she shared with her friend, Harper, she turned on the shower and disrobed, pealing her clothes off her still damp body.

Violet saw it in her eyes the moment she dared to look at herself in the mirror. She was falling for him.

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