Page 40 of Dark Surrender


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When he dropped the plates on the bench, she whirled.

“Fuck, Logan.” Her hand flew to her chest.

“We did that already,” he replied, walking and towering over her, leaning close and pulling a beer out of the refrigerator.

Logan let his hand drop to her hip to steady her. Not really. He just wanted to touch her.

She drew in a little breath.

“Thanks. I don’t need reminding,” Emma said as he closed the door but didn’t step away.

“You sure?” he rasped.

Away from the city, Emma had a different feel about her—her bare shoulders and casual T-shirt, those tight pants showing off her slim legs and supple ass.

Logan watched her shiver and her nipples harden. He glanced over his shoulder before brushing his thumb across her left breast.

“Are you sure?” he repeated.

“Logan...”

“Answer the question. Do you want me to remind you, Emma?”

She let out a little groan, and his cock hardened inside his Prada jeans. Taking her hand, he placed it over the denim.

Her mouth slightly parted.

Logan took his beer and ran the cool, wet neck over the flesh of her bottom lip.

A sexy little noise escaped her.

“Leave your room unlocked tonight if you want my cock,” he said. “Perhaps we just need another round to get this out of our system.”

Her hand tightened around his cock, and he smirked.

“You’re wet and in need. No point wasting it,” he said darkly. “And fuck, I want those lips around my cock. What goddamn time is it?”

Emma swallowed, laughter and desire glistening in her eyes.

Yeah, he was absolutely going to fuck this woman again.

Just once more.








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