Page 111 of Dark Surrender


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His eyes lifted to hers in question.

“So?”

Emma waved a hand around at his physique. “Strong. Ripped.”

Logan returned the soap and rinsed. “I work out. I eat well. Probably genetics. I’m in my prime. Not eighty.”

God, was he ever.

“I’ve never seen you work out.”

“Really? Not in all the, what, nine days we’ve known each other?” Logan smirked.

Fine, he had a point.

“I was in my gym before you woke up this morning,” he shared.

Oh.

“Is it weird having me here?” she asked, slipping off the seat and finding herself being put back up there. Logan loved lifting her, it seemed.

Emma was a small-framed woman, so it didn’t bother her. In fact, she loved him touching her. If only he could do more.

“Stay where you are, my little submissive,” he growled.

Emma frowned as he lowered to one knee and spread her legs.

Oh God.

His tongue gently teased her flesh and then twirled around her clit.

“It’s not submissive just because I’m saying yes. I mean,God, God, Logan, why would I say no?” Emma was fumbling over her words.

“Pinch your nipples,” he instructed, and her hands went to her breasts.

Logan flicked his tongue over her clit, holding her thighs wide and watching as she worked her breasts.

When her eyes cast further, she saw he was stroking himself.

“Logan,” she moaned, “I want you inside me.”

“It’s too soon,” he said, shaking his head.

Stupid plane crash.

Stupid body.

Emma needed to feel him inside her.

“Please,” she begged, dropping her hands and reaching for him. “Logan, I need your cock.”

He lapped her a few more times and then stood, his body caressing hers as he did.

“If you hurt, you fucking tell me,” he demanded. “Wrap your legs around me.”

Emma followed his orders, and he lifted her, shut off the shower, and then walked back into the bedroom, both of them dripping wet.

Logan lay her along the end of the bed, tugging her ass to the edge. “Stay there.”

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