Page 140 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“Yeah.” He groans as I rub myself over his erection. I roll my hips, the thin silk of my panties doing nothing to hide the heat between my legs. “Sexy and perfect,” he adds huskily.

He traces his fingers up my sides beneath my top, making me shiver in anticipation as he pulls it off, then unclasps my bra and peels it away from my skin.

“You know what I saw when the cab was taking me to the marina?” I ask as Logan grabs the neck of his own T-shirt and drags it off, throwing it to the side.

“What?” His arms snake around my back, and he groans as my breasts press against his bare chest.

His skin is as hot as mine as he clasps my hips again and circles them, grinding me down onto his cock.

“A…” I swallow as he repeats the move, and my pulse flutters wildly between my legs.

“You want bare skin there too, baby?” He sucks my bottom lip, then chuckles as I’m rendered unable to let out anything other than a breathy moan of agreement.

I place my hands on his shoulders and push to my feet. I slide my skirt and panties down over my hips. His eyes are glued to each uncovered inch of my body as I step out of them and kick them away.

He pushes his own underwear down in a rush, then warm hands grasp my waist again, and he presses a scorching kiss between my legs before positioning me back to straddle him. A deep groan leaves his chest as my bare thighs meet his.

“I’ve missed you.” I look at his thick cock, glistening with precum beneath me as I rest my hands on his shoulders.

Logan laughs. “Missed me or my cock?”

“Both,” I reply, quivering, as he bends, sucking my nipple into his mouth.

“God, your tits, Mads. Fucking incredible,” he moans as he switches to taste the other one.

He draws back and slides a hand between my legs, placing his thumb over my clit. I drag in a shuddery breath as his eyes glint.

“Tell me what you saw going to the marina.”

“Another wedding,” I moan as he circles my clit, spreading the slick arousal over my skin.

“Yeah?” His voice deepens. “What about it?” His tongue darts out, moistening his lips as he stares at my mouth, and I draw in a small gasp as he slides two fingers inside me.

“There were kids dressed up. A little boy and girl.”

“Uh-huh,” Logan murmurs, still staring at my lips as he curls his fingers inside me and rubs my G-spot.

“Yes,” I breathe, my eyelashes fluttering as liquid heat surrounds his fingers. “It made me think…”

“What about?” His eyes stay fixed on my mouth as he takes his fingers from inside me and brings them to my lips. I part them and then wrap them around him, sucking my taste off.

“Fuck, baby.”

He slides his fingers out.

“It made me think about you,” I say.

“It did?” he murmurs in a gravelly voice as his hand returns to the space between my legs.

“I was thinking—” The air is pushed from my lungs in a deep moan as Logan positions his cock and then pulls me down onto it.

“You were thinking?” He grasps one hip, his other hand coming up and curling around the back of my neck as his thumb ghosts over my throbbing pulse.

“I was…” My lips part, and I whimper as he moves his hips, fucking me slowly from beneath.

Images flood my memory of our last night on the island. The way we’d stayed up all night in bed. Like this. Him sitting, and me wrapped inside his arms, straddling him. But this is different. That night I was fighting everything inside me that wanted to give in and cling to him. I was fighting against us with all I had.

Tonight, I’m finally welcoming it all.

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