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My lips crash to hers as I grab her face and walk her backward until her body hits the car.
Pushing her legs apart with my foot, I step between them and drop one of my hands to her waist, pulling her tight against me.
Dani cups my neck with one hand and grabs my shoulder with the other, rising to her toes to deepen our connection. She moans when our bodies meet, and my tongue slips into her mouth. Our lips mold together and our tongues explore until we’re both panting and desperate for more.
We stay like that for a beat, frantic and breathless, until Dani curls one of her legs up around my hip, rolling her body toward mine. Seeking friction. Silently telling me she’s feeling just as turned on as I am.
Breaking away—just long enough to make sure we’re still alone—I angle my body to ensure no one driving past can see her, and then slide my hand slowly down her body, slipping it under the waistband of her leggings. Her breath hitches as I take her mouth again, but her hips rise, letting me know she’s okay with the direction I’ve taken this.
Burrowing her face in my chest, her breathing picks up as I slip a finger inside her, and when I add a second finger, she cries out in pleasure. Her moans may be muffled, but they’re still the sweetest sounds I’ve ever heard.
I pump into her over and over while rolling my thumb across her most sensitive spot. All while she holds on for dear life, her nails digging into my shoulders. There’s no doubt in my mind that they’re leaving a mark, but it’s a mark I’ll wear with pride. I’ll take anything she gives me.
“Logan. God…I…” Her body shakes, and her grip loosens. “Logan.”
“I’ve got you. I won’t let you fall.”
Nothing could make me let go.Despite her assumptions, I’ve got to say this is probably the most public place I’ve ever been with a girl. And it’s affecting me as much as it is her. It’s fucking hot.
Curling my finger, I bite back a groan when she cries out again, and her walls constrict around me. I can feel her reaching for her climax, trying desperately to find that release. And when her body shakes and her legs give out, I tighten my grip around her waist, making certain to keep my promise not to let her fall.
When her panting becomes erratic, I want nothing more than to drop to my knees in front of her and run my tongue through her heat, but I’m too selfish to risk anyone else seeing the way she glistens for me. Instead, I break our kiss and bite down on her nipple through her clothes, loving the way she bucks against me as she cries out in ecstasy. “God, yes!”
She shakes and mewls as her orgasm hits, and I have to bite down on my cheek as my length strains against my now unbearably tight pants. Her sounds alone have me close to the edge. But this isn’t about me.
When her body stops moving and she comes back down from her high, I slowly remove my fingers and lick them clean before shuffling her away from the door and opening it wide.
“Goodnight, Jasmine,” I say as I step out of the way and signal for her to get in. Trying to keep it casual, like she wants it to be.
Dani blinks a couple of times before her eyes meet mine, and she huffs out a laugh. “Goodnight, Aladdin.”
Without another word, she gets in her car and drives away, leaving me standing exactly where she left me, my cock heavy but my chest light.
Tonight didnotplay out the way I thought it was going to. I thought we’d been building a connection. At least, I was. It never occurred to me that she’d just want sex. Although, in hindsight, maybe it should have. After all she’s been through, it makes sense.
I know I’m an idiot for going along with her “make me wicked” plan instead of just telling her how I feel, but I can’t risk losing her. Not with everything going on in my life. And right now, I have no fucking clue where her head is at. But God, do I want to find out.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Dani
I’mstillthinkingaboutLogan’s hands on me as I flit around the office early the next day. I shouldn’t have let that happen, but the rush that ran through me at the risk of being caught was completely unexpected, and now, I absolutely want more. The irony is that I feel like keeping things casual with Logan is actually helping me to understand him more, and why anyone would want to go from fling to fling. The unknown, the butterflies, the thrill. I get it. I get him.
Now, if only I could switch off that little part of me that wonders if Logan and I could be more. Because if these feelings get stronger, I’m going to have to put an end to our game—a game I created to protect my heart—because the longer this goes on, the worse it could be for me in the end. Not that I can stop it.
My day moves slowly—something that always seems to happen if I’m tired—and when I flop into my chair after a long meeting, I notice a missed call from my lawyers and frown. That’s odd, I—
My door slams open and then shuts again quickly, with Lucy now on the inside.
“Thank God, you’re here. Logan won’t answer his phone, and I only just found out what happened when I was told about the funeral. I feel sick about it because I wasn’t there for him. But Summer mentioned you were there, which kind of makes me feel better. But it also doesn’t. And I just—”
“Woah. Slow down, Lucy. He’s okay. Well, as okay as he can be.”
Her head drops against the door, and she sighs. “Sorry, I’ve been in my own world this past week. Logan and I usually talk every couple of days, but we haven’t, and that’s on me. I…sorry, I’m doing it again. You said he’s okay. So, you have seen him then?”
“I have. A couple of times, actually. We told Liam together, with his mom, last night.”
Lucy’s eyes flash to mine, and she frowns. “Oh, God, how was that?”
