Reckless Secrets
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I pulled away and slid into his lap with my legs straddling him, pushing him back against the sofa as I slid my hands beneath his shirt and pushed it up. His eyes went wide.
I couldn't stop myself from touching him. I ran my hands along the hard planes of his chest and slid his shirt over his head. He tossed it over the arm of the sofa as I took in the sight of him, hungry for him.
I bent down and slid my tongue into his navel, thrusting and circling before sliding it up his abs and chest and sucking on his nipples until he moaned. He pulled my shirt over my head and unhooked my bra, tossing them both to join his shirt on the floor.
"I've missed you, Logan." I bent to kiss him.
"Not as much as I've missed you, El." He cupped my butt, grabbed me around the waist, and stood as I wrapped my legs around him and kissed him. Passion like I'd never felt before welled inside me.
He carried me to the bedroom and kicked the door shut as I coiled around him, trying to meld myself into him, aching for him, every muscle tight with building need. My heart raced as he pulled back the covers and laid me on my back on the bed. As he braced over me, I knew what I wanted to do, what I was going to do. For the first time in my life, even fear was powerless to stop me. Logan Walker was the one.
"You're so beautiful." His voice was low and seductive. His eyes dilated in the dark.
As he reached for the zipper of my jeans, I blinked back tears of happiness. His fingers skimmed my bare skin and played around the edges of my bellybutton ring, scorching with their heat, teasing near the edges of my panties as I grew flushed and tight and wet. I wanted him so badly. I wanted him to want me badly, too. He unzipped my jeans slowly, tantalizing me with his restraint. Impatient, I kicked my heels off and shimmied out of my jeans before he'd finished unzipping them. I was determined to act before reason and logic and fear took over.
Our gazes locked. He grinned. "Eager?"
"Desperate." I felt flushed and tight in a way I'd never been before. I unzipped him and slid my hands inside the soft denim of his jeans, beneath his boxers to his bare skin. "These have to go." I slid them off and arched up to kiss him and press my tightly budded breasts against his bare chest.
He let out a ragged breath and slid his hands beneath my panties, finding the pulsing heat between my legs that flamed at his touch, and stroked me until I let out a gasp of pleasure.
He stared at me with heat shining in his eyes. "I want to make love to you, El. I want you so damned bad. I'll wear a double layer of condoms, triple even. And foam. Whatever you want."
I met his gaze and slid his hard dick between my legs and sighed as I rubbed against him. "Yes."
His stare turned to astonishment. He hesitated. "Yes?" His voice was excited and incredulous at the same time, like he couldn't believe his good luck.
"Yes."
"Yes to one condom or two?"
I traced his chest with the tip of my fingernail until goose bumps rose on his arms. I was on the pill, had been for years for other reasons, but I didn't tell him that. I still needed the reassurance of more. "One. Two defeats the purpose."
He rolled off me and reached into a drawer in his desk as I salivated over the sight of his naked backside. A guy should not be allowed to be so hot. Logan was way too easy on the eyes, and way too hard on my heart.
He pulled out a plastic bag and dumped the contents on the bed around me.
Boxes of condoms, tubes of foam, and an assortment of lubricants tumbled out. I stared at them in disbelief and then at him. "Confident you were going to get lucky tonight? Did you buy out the entire stock at the drugstore? I'd pay good money to see the look on the clerk's face when you bought all this."
He laughed and shook his head. "Then you'd be seeing a shitload of clerks. I bought this one tube, one box of condoms at a time. Every time I thought of you and wanted you and hoped."
"That's so sweet." I was really touched.
He tore open a box of condoms and spilled them onto the bed. "Ribbed, plain, lubricated, scented, spermicidal?"
I leaned over and kissed him as I picked one up without looking at it. "This one." I ripped the wrapper open and pulled the condom out. I cupped Logan's cheek and kissed him deeper as he eased me back on the bed again.
When he was braced over me, I grabbed his hard dick, perched the condom on the end and tried to roll it on. It should have been easy to do, but it took more skill than I had. I cursed myself for being inexperienced. "Guess I should have practiced on a banana."
"A banana isn't nearly hard enough. Practice on me." He covered my hand with his and expertly placed the condom. "You're cute, El, and damned sexy."
I eyed his dick, suddenly apprehensive at its size.
"Like what you see?" he asked.
"You're huge."
He smiled like I'd paid him the highest compliment and kissed me lightly. "Don't be scared. I'll be gentle." He grabbed a tube of lubricant and, still balancing over me, took off the lid, squirted some on his fingers, and rubbed it on me using gentle, seductive strokes. "This will help."
I was already tight and tingly, perched on the edge. I gasped as a warming sensation filled the cleft between my legs. "Traitor. That's warming gel."
He grinned and positioned himself between my legs, rubbing against me until I wanted release with Logan deep inside me.
"Now. Make love to me now, Logan."
He covered my mouth with his kiss and pushed just inside me. I gasped into his kiss, willing my body to let him in even as it resisted him. I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him deeper into me, feeling him opening me wide. To everything—love, lust, ache, need, pain. I felt his hesitation, conscious he was restraining himself and trying not to hurt me, trying to hang on. The slow progress only heightened my need and the pain.
He stroked my hair. "Are you okay?"
"Thrust deeper, Logan. Harder. Take me the way you want to." My voice broke and tears slid down my cheeks.
"You're so tight, El," he murmured. "I can't hold on long. You're pushing me to the edge."
"Push us both over," I whispered and ran my hands through his hair.
He let go of his restraint. I bit my lip to keep from crying out. He thrust deeper and deeper until he broke through a barrier of pain and virginity.
I was tight all around him. I tensed and he moaned. I realized in my inexperience that I could squeeze him and he liked it. I squeezed again and released and he thrust and the pleasure overrode the pain. I arched against him, blooming for him.
He thrust and thrust until the pleasure was so strong it needed release. And then waves of pleasure like I'd never felt before rocked through me. I cried out.
Logan thrust once more. "El!" He collapsed on me, gently, holding his full weight off me.
Neither of us spoke. I throbbed, feeling his bulk inside me. I was happy and sore, and though my body wanted to slim back to its virgin size, I didn't want him to pull out.
He held me for a moment and reached between us to hold the condom and pull out.
"Don't. Not yet," I said.
"I have to, El. Believe me, I'd like to stay inside you until I go small and grow large again. And then make love to you again. But if you don't want to chance an accident, I have to pull out."
I reluctantly nodded and let him go. He pulled me into the crook of his arm and tugged the covers up over us. "Are you okay?" He kissed the top of my head.
"I'm perfect." I stroked his chest. "And sore."
He laughed. "I love you, El."
"I love you, too."
He kissed me lightly and I knew I'd been right. Now that I'd made love with him, I'd want to do it again and again. And if I wasn't careful, I'd get reckless and make a mistake.
"Everything okay?" Logan asked.
"It's perfect. I was just thinking."
"About what?"
I almost said "the future." But that's a sure way to scare a guy off. Where was this all heading? There was still so much to face—my mom and the trial. I hop
ed we could weather it. I really did. Because I couldn't bear to lose Logan again. I pushed those anxious thoughts away. We'd make it somehow. I knew we would.
"You," I said. "I was thinking about you."
Don't miss the conclusion of Ellie and Logan's story—Reckless Together. Coming in early 2014. Ellie's mom arrives to cause trouble. You won't want to miss it!
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Gina Robinson lives in the Pacific Northwest with her husband and children. She was not a prankster in college, although she knows a good many people who were. They will remain nameless to protect the guilty.
She married her college sweetheart and has never forgotten that wonderful feeling of falling in love.
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Coming in early 2014 Book Three of the Reckless Series—
Reckless Together!
The conclusion of Ellie and Logan's story. This time Ellie's mom is back to cause trouble.
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Table of Contents
Reckless Secrets
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
About the Author
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