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It’s a long second of staring before he snaps… and he turns feral. His hand wraps around my throat, yanking me to him, while his other hand keeps me close with his palm spread against my lower body. It climbs by back, over my shoulder blades, until his fingers are in my hair, and in one swift tug, he forces my head back to swipe his tongue along my neck.
Holy shit.
I’ve died and gone to heaven.
With the anticipation climbing to a fever pitch, a shiver dances along my spine.
I feel him smile against my skin.
He knows exactly what he’s doing.
Just as I imagined he would.
When he kisses me again, it’s bruising, and I melt into him, desperate for more.
He pulls away, leaving me dizzy as he kneels, unbuttons my jeans, and slides them down my legs, leaving me in nothing but black lace panties.
Always trust a woman’s intuition because these panties are usually bigger, but today I felt like something a little sexy.
Thank Christ for that.
A growl vibrates from his chest as he hits the sensitive flesh between my legs. He has hardly touched me, and I can already feel the slickness between my thighs.
Almost leaping off the floor when his finger glides along the lace, a jolt of heat unfurls between my legs as he pushes the material aside until his skin is on mine.
“Fucking perfect.”
And, oh, sweet lord.
His tongue.
My head falls back. “Oh my God.”
“You forgetting my name already, baby?” I think that’s what he says, but I can’t be sure because the blood is pounding behind my ears… and everywhere else.
“Jesus,” I gasp, grabbing the dresser to steady myself.
“Still wrong.” He somehow laughs while his tongue motions circles on my clit.
“Shut up, Logan.”
His fingers press into my thighs and pull me closer. “Finally.”
With his mouth, he works me into a frenzy while somehow keeping me steady with his hands on my thighs.
A sensation long since forgotten roots itself at the base of my spine. I swear my legs are about to give in, but not before he pulls away, staring up at me as he trails kisses up my body.
I’m transfixed watching his tongue dart out to lick the skin only to blow cool air over the moisture his mouth left. I shiver, sure I’m on the precipice of combustion.
He stands tall, towering over me in a way I’ve learned to love, and I’m suddenly all too aware of how naked I am while he is still dressed.
Heart stuttering in my chest, I do my best to cover myself with my arms.
I don’t get a chance.
As if reading my mind, he grabs my wrists, raising them above my head and pinning me to the wall.
“You don’t hide from me. Ever.” When I don’t answer, he implores, “Beth?”
