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Chapter Eight
Aria
Something had shifted between us. It had begun the night before when Logan had done wonderful things to me and it had kicked up some serious steam today.
I felt the delicious tension as he ushered me into his house, his hand pressed to my back, caressing me through my white top. His proximity to me as we prepared dinner felt amazing, too. I was finishing up putting together a zesty citrus, strawberry, and goat cheese salad when Logan placed a kiss on my shoulder.
My body shivered.
Logan’s arms slid around my waist and he looked at my contribution to dinner. “This looks delicious.”
“You are talking about the salad, right?” I teased.
Logan laughed. “I know what I’m having for dessert.” He kissed my hair and transferred the grilled chicken to our plates.
He carried both dishes to the glass dining table. I followed him and he pulled out a chair for me. I wasn’t sure why I was so surprised at his gentlemanly ways by this point. Logan was so much more of a man than the boys I’d grown up around. He knew how to make a woman feel like the most important thing in the world.
Logan poured us some champagne and then took his seat. “Enjoy. I can’t wait to taste your salad.”
“I bet your chicken is going to go well with it.”
We watched each other as we put some of the chicken breast and the salad on our forks and slid the food into our mouths.
“My god, that salad . . .” Logan started.
“Yum, the chicken is good,” I said at the same time.
Our gazes connected again. His gaze was so intense, I felt the urge to lower my own. I felt a prickle on my cheeks, and I knew I was blushing. Fighting my shyness, I reached my foot over to his. Logan stared through the glass tabletop and responded to me caressing his foot against my own.
Perhaps we were eating in silence, but the messages we were sending one another with our furtive smiles and soft touches couldn’t have been louder.
I crept my foot farther up Logan’s leg. Logan set his cutlery down and caught it with his hand. I gasped and he chuckled. I tried to pull it away, but he was too strong for me and held my foot tight in one hand while his free hand inched its way up my leg. His fingertips left goosebumps in their wake. They travelled past my knee and up my thigh to the hem of my skirt, and that was where Logan stopped.
I moved to the edge of my chair as he leaned forward in his. Seeing this as an open invitation, he continued his trajectory.
His eyes were heavy with desire as I turned my chair out from the table and he knelt in front of me. “Is this okay?” Logan asked.
I arched my eyebrows at him. “Do you honestly have to ask?”
He reached under my skirt with both hands and gripped the sides of my panties. He slowly kissed me as he pulled my panties down my legs. Once they were gone, I felt his fingers stroke me.
I broke the kiss and moaned. I parted my legs, desperately wanting his touch. He slid a finger inside of me and I moved against him. “Oh!” I moaned as his thumb brushed against my clit.
“I love hearing and seeing how good I make you feel,” Logan murmured.
“You feel so good. I want more.”
Logan pulled out of me and unbuttoned my skirt. I shimmied out of it. He licked his lips, then whispered, “I want to taste you.”
I nodded my ascent.
He lifted my top a little and kissed my belly button. He kissed his way down to my mound, which he nibbled enough for me to gasp. A devilish smile broke out on his face as he delayed further by nipping the inside of my thighs.
“You’re teasing me,” I said with a moan.
“I know how much you want it. The anticipation is as important as the act itself. It builds stamina, which is something you’re going to need since I intend to fuck you all night long.”
“Yes, please, baby.” I was surprised at the words my wanton lust was making me say. Who ever knew there was a part of me who craved sex so much? But only sex with this glorious man.
