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“This is probably really stupid,” he said against her mouth.
“Agreed.” She grinned. “But it’s gonna be fun.”
He chuckled, his chest rubbing against her sensitive breasts. Her nipples were on fire, begging for his touch. As if he knew, he dropped his palm and cupped one. His thumb stroked inward, making light, slow passes that had her arching into his hand as she straddled his thighs.
His cock stood erect, pressing into her belly, and she loved how his breathing hitched when she rocked against it. She shifted, putting her core so close to his thick shaft she could feel its heat on her aching flesh.
Tendrils of steam swirled around them, leaving glistening drops on Logan’s skin. She licked them up as she kissed her way along his strong jawline. He threw his head back against the tile and let her nibble her way down, following the sinewy tendons that jutted starkly from his extended neck. When she reached the crook of his shoulder, he moaned and pumped his hips upward, grinding his cock against her center.
“You feel so good,” he murmured, his voice husky, thick with passion.
It wassucha turn-on.
She wedged her hand between them and brushed her finger across the crown of his cock. “So do you.”
“Ah…keep doing that.”
“This?” She circled the cap with one finger. “Or this?” Taking him in her fist, she made a twisting motion around the head while her thumb flicked across the slit.
“Oh, Jesus.That!” He gasped. “Do…that.”
The sight of him, surrendered completely to intense pleasure, took her lust up a few notches. This powerful, masculine, rock-hard being had been brought to his knees by a few kisses and erotic touches.
Smiling, she licked a few glistening drops of water off his shoulder. “You taste good,” she murmured. “Makes me want to bite you.”
“Do it.” He squeezed her buttocks and hauled her even closer as he began rocking against her core. “Bite. Hard.”
“I knew you liked it that way.”
“I’ve never liked it until this minute,” he growled. “Put your mouth on me. Now.”
She shivered at the command in his tone, even as she rebelled and dug her fingernails into his shoulder instead of her teeth. She’d never been one to take orders well. Her mother called herspirited. Her father called herfeisty.
Logan called her a vixen and pushed her face into his chest.
“Make it sting.”
She did. She bit his nipple. Hard.
His shout echoed off the walls as he hauled her up and impaled her on his thick shaft. Then it was her turn to shout as he stretched her slick channel and lowered her slowly, one erotic inch at a time. Pleasure spread through her pelvis and all the way to her breasts, and she was acutely aware of his fingers digging into her ass, his palms massaging deep into her muscles as he settled her, fully seated, onto his cock.
“Are you okay?” he rasped, sliding his hands up to her waist.
It struck her that his question was sweet, a little check-in with her, even though it wasn’t needed.
Lifting her head, she locked gazes with him. He watched her, the banked heat in his eyes taking a back seat to curiosity. She had no idea what possessed her to take his face in her palms, because despite the fact that he was deep inside her, that action seemed even more intimate.
“I am,” she said softly. “Are you?”
He appeared to think about it for a minute. Everything went quiet and still. The only thing caressing her skin right now was the swirling steam.
“Yes. I don’t know about later, but right now, the world is shut out and there’s only you.”
Be still my heart.
That might have been the most romantic thing any guy had ever said to her. And they weren’t even a thing. This wasn’t a relationship. It was a release of a bad day and a mental-health break. It was a reminder that as shitty as things could get, there were still basic pleasures that made life worth living.
“Now,” he said with a wink and a smile that would have charmed her panties off if she’d been wearing any, “fuck me.”
