AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Samantha had lost her virginity quite purposefully in a very planned, organized encounter. She and her best friend, Johnny Dornan, had decided to experiment sexually together when they were seventeen. They met at the lake where her family spent summers growing up, and had both been science geeks.
They’d been friends for over five years, spending several weeks each summer together in a small town in Maine. They were comfortable with each other, but that didn’t mean the experience wasn’t a bit too scientific and a little light on passion.
Hidden away in one of the unused boathouses, they’d tried everything they could think of in the name of learning how to be “sexually competent,” as they put it. Positions, oral sex, mutual masturbation. They’d had a lot of fun and the experience was one Samantha had always thought of as extremely freeing.
She’d had orgasms with Johnny. Not at first, of course, but once they got the hang of it. And she’d been with a couple of other men since then. Most were quite enjoyable encounters.
But it was nothing compared to what Logan was doing to her body now. She felt as though every nerve ending was on fire and burning up for him. For his touch, his caress, his heat.
His teeth grazed over her neck on his way down to kiss her collarbone and she gasped at the sheer power of the arousal coursing through her. Her hands grasped his shoulders and she tried to hold him to her, but she didn’t have to.
He buried his head against her and nipped, licked, and suckled his way down the top of her breasts, to the dip of her cleavage and she vaguely wondered when he’d undone the buttons of her shirt.
Then, he was lifting one breast up over the cup of her bra and his mouth closed in over the nipple and she was lost. There was something so erotic and dirty, in a good way, about his lifting her out of her clothes to taste her, rather than peeling them off. As though he couldn’t wait to get his mouth on her, couldn’t wait to have more of her. She felt the same way about him and she threaded her fingers in his hair and held him to her.
They were both panting when Logan stopped and held her face in his hands, meeting her eyes. The fierce passion and fire in his eyes was enough to make her crave—no need—more of him. But the man of steel was apparently back in charge. His breath might be coming in pants, but his head was clear enough to slow them down.
“If we don’t stop now, I won’t be able to hold back any longer, Sam. Much as I’d love to haul you upstairs and strip you down and play with this body all night long, Zach’s guy is going to interrupt us any minute. I gotta tell you, I can’t have any interruptions when I get you naked. I need time to learn every inch of your body, to make you scream and shake and come ‘til you think you might black out. Then, I need to bury myself to the hilt in you and not come up for days, Sam.”
She stopped breathing. No one had ever talked to her that way. He spoke as though he needed her like he needed food or water, and that was a turn on, in itself.
She suspected dirty talk also turned her on and couldn’t wait for more of that. More of him. She whimpered her need, and he let out a raspy huff of laughter, only for the sound of the doorbell to cut it off.
Logan lowered his forehead to hers. “I’ll be back soon. I want to pick up some cameras to set up in case we get any visitors, and a few more weapons. I only have my Glock with me. I promise, as soon as I get us set up to take care of you here, I’m gonna make good on all those promises.”
Sam nodded as Logan’s cell phone buzzed.
“Yeah?” Logan answered while taking the stairs two at a time to answer the door.
“Yup. Six three, dark hair, scar over his eye. Got it. Talk to you tomorrow.”
Sam heard the door open and voices as Logan and another man made their way up the stairs.
The other man was as tall as Logan, but leaner. He looked to be in top shape, though, and had the same look Logan had, as though he were utterly confident in his ability to take on any threat. A jagged scar marked one of his eyebrows, but it added to his edgy look rather than detracting from it.
“Sam, this is Jeff Carson. He works for Zach. He’s going to be outside tonight and then one of the other guys will take over in the morning.”
Sam reached her hand out and shook Jeff’s outstretched one.
“Ma’am,” Jeff said with a nod and what Sam assumed he thought was a smile. It wasn’t. But she didn’t get a creepy vibe from him. Just the feeling that he was someone used to working and not socializing. She was fine with that.
Logan turned to Jeff. “I’m going to run over to my place. It’s only a few minutes away so I’ll be back in a half hour, forty-five minutes, tops.”
Jeff nodded.
“Sam, would you like Jeff to wait in here with you or watch from outside?” Logan asked.
Sam didn’t feel overly anxious about things yet. She had a feeling this was still related to Sutton Capital and someone wanting intel on her work. She didn’t think whoever this was would be breaking down her door to harm her.
She had panic alarms in three places in her town house. She would feel perfectly safe with Jeff parked outside her town house until Logan returned. Since he was a total stranger to her, she liked the idea of him being outside better.
“I think outside is fine. I’ll be okay in here until you get back. I’ll probably just get in bed and read.” She smiled cheekily at Logan and saw the sharpness in his eyes as his glance hit her. Her mention of bed had had the desired effect.
“Fine,” Jeff said, with a nod.
Logan went to the desk in the corner of Sam’s living room and picked up the extra receiving unit for the panic alarms Zach had given her and tossed it to Jeff.
“She’s got a panic alarm on each floor. Hooked into police and to me.”
