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My cheeks flush with heat as I glance at them yet again. “I always wondered what it would be like to kiss you,” I admit.
Logan rests his cheek against the top of my head, inhaling deeply. “And now that you have?” He asks, catching me off guard.
Staring into his eyes, I can see the laughter dancing in his caramel pools. “It’s all I can think about,” I confess, my heart somersaulting in my chest at the way he looks at me.
If I had to guess, I’d say Logan’s heart was doing a dance of its own.
Lifting his hands back to my face, he swipes his thumbs over my cheeks before leaning in and pressing a kiss to my lips. “It’s all I’ve been thinking about too,” he declares, the confession needy and breathless.
Unsure how much longer my self-control was going to last, I needed something to sway my thoughts before we got carried away.
Holding up my hand to slow him down, I shook my head. “I don’t mean to break this up, but I’ve got to sit.”
“Right,” he nods, helping me to the mattress. “Are you okay?”
“I’m better now that I’m seated.”
“Let me grab that luggage for you,” Logan says, heading back towards my bag.
When I saw my personal massager lying on the floor just shy of my bag. Mortified, he’d think I used it for something else. I open my mouth. “Um, you can just leave that,” I blurt, hoping he hadn’t had time to identify it yet, but given my luck, it was too late. He was already popping back up with it in his hand.
“Um, you sure you don’t need it for something?” He asks, in the calmest of voices, all the while looking about as uncomfortable as I did.
Laughing this off, I knew I should speak up, tell him I use it to massage the kinks I can’t reach in my neck and shoulders, but I wanted Logan to think I was adventurous and a little wild. “Just put it back in the pocket and zip it up,” I suggest, my embarrassment was probably written all over my face.
Nodding, he quietly returns my massager to the pocket as I turn away. Hearing the zipper close, I let out a breath of relief as I turn back to face him.
“I thought you might like this by the bed,” he whispers softly, his warm breath lightly resting on my skin. “You know, in case you need something,” he adds, clearing his throat.
Completely thrown by his actions, two could play at this game. “What if I needed something?” I ask, playing along.
That got his attention.
Watching his eyes crinkle, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself to my feet as he slips his hands around my waist. Lifting myself onto my tippy toes, we continue to play a game of chicken.
Breathing him in, he smells so good, I could melt. Sighing into him, his scent wraps around us.
Inhaling his aftershave and what I assumed was body wash, it’s so fucking masculine and inviting, I feel myself losing control.
“You alright, Sweet Girl?” He asks, pressing his forehead to mine.
Unable to find my breath, my heart’s pounding so loudly in my chest that I’m sure Logan can hear it. Any other time I’d shy away, but with Logan, I throw out my inhibitions.
Looking up into his amber eyes, it’s as if everything around us freezes. Staring back at me, I see everything we missed out on and the future we could still have waiting for us.
Kissing Logan harder than I’ve ever kissed anyone. I felt light-headed and was thankful to be in his arms. As our breaths dance across each other’s skin, Logan whispers something in my ear and for a moment, I’m not sure I heard him correctly.
Hoping he was asking for permission to take things further, I feel my head nodding in agreement as Logan groans.
Letting my head drop back on a moan, I allow Logan access to my neck, which he takes greedily. As his lips devoured my skin, I roll my hips against his massive hard-on pressed into me. Letting out a moan when I felt his length grow harder, I wrap one arm fully around his neck to keep me from slipping as he pins me against the wall.
Oh God, he’s all man.
Just thinking about how hard he is has me moaning as I try to find friction against him. Lifting me off my feet, Logan’s firm hands grasp my ass as we devour each other.
I’d forgotten how muscular he was and fuck if I wasn’t grateful for those muscles right now. Shifting further into him, my nipples stiffen against his rock-hard pecs.
I’ve always wondered what his body felt like.
