Emma met his gaze as he walked over to her, and slipped his hand around her waist. Logan then held his hand out toward her brother. “Logan,” he offered his name and Emma sighed in relief when her brother shook his hand. “Travis, Emma’s brother.”
“Now you’ve met each other, what did Mom say?” she asked Travis impatiently, and noticed Logan’s frown so added, “Mom called Travis to come find us.”
Logan’s frown deepened, but Emma turned back to her brother for answers.
“She said you’d gone off with him, and that she wanted me to come get you and take you home.” Travis grinned as Emma rolled her eyes. “I told her that you were well past the age of consent and that she should leave you alone.”
She laughed with amusement. Their mom wouldn’t have left it at that. “And?”
“Oh, come on, sis. You know what Mom’s like these days,” he hedged, “I told her I’d find you.” He smirked. “I never said one word about taking you with me, though.”
Emma moved forward and hugged her brother. “Thank you.” She kissed his cheek. “The connection we have,” she glanced at Logan, “is hard to explain and I’m not sure I want to. It’s between Logan and I, and I wish Mom would stop trying to keep us apart.”
“You eating this?” Travis pointed at her mousse.
“No, and will you stop looking at the food.”
“I’m hungry.” Travis picked her mousse up and grabbed her spoon before he dropped his ass into a chair. “So, what did Mom say before you left the house?”
“Nothing much.” Emma sighed and let Logan shove her into a chair at the table before he sat in the remaining one. “She just wasn’t her welcoming self.”
Emma loved how Logan constantly had to touch her—whether it was a hand on her thigh, or to wrap a lock of hair around his finger. She loved it, and was disappointed that her brother had interrupted them before anything else had happened. Everyone had to sleep at some point, so there was hope for them yet.
“Travis? Can I ask you something that you’ll keep to yourself?”
Her brother stopped eating and looked between them before he nodded. “You know that I don’t gossip.”
“This is harder than I thought,” Emma said, her lip quivering.
Logan held her hand and asked the question for her, “Do you think your mom had something to do with Emma and I not receiving each other’s letters?”
Travis’s eyes widened before he became thoughtful. “So,” he frowned, “am I correct in presuming that you both wrote to each other over the time and neither of you received anything?”
“Correct,” Logan answered.
Travis whistled. “I’d be very surprised if Mom had something to do with your lack of mail, but, I guess, you can’t rule it out.” Travis glanced at Logan, and held his gaze before he stared out of the window. It was as though he was trying to decide on what he was going to say. Finally, he said to Emma, “You know how Mom was about you writing to him, especially while you dated Seth. Perhaps she does know something, but I wouldn’t assume until you’ve asked her.”
“I know, but Mom’s changed. A couple of years ago she couldn’t wait to marry us off, and now it’s as though she wants to keep me at home.”
“You’re nothing like Mom described,” Travis said to Logan, and laughed. “Think she might need new glasses.”
Emma had had enough. “Travis this isn’t funny.”
“I know it isn’t.” He got to his feet, the mousse forgotten. “I’m going to leave you alone, and I’ll tell Mom that you’re asleep in my room. No one needs to know otherwise. At least that should buy you some privacy. But tomorrow is a new day, and you need to go home and sort everything out.”
Emma enjoyed the warmth of her brother’s arms as he hugged her close. “I love you, sis.”
“I love you too, and thank you.”
Travis shook Logan’s hand. “I’m trusting you to look after my sister.”
“You have no worries there. Emma means everything to me. She’s safe.”
“Good.”
Travis headed for the door, and said over his shoulder with a nod toward the package he’d brought in, “I’m damn proud of you, Emma,” with raw emotion in his voice. He cleared his throat. “I’m leaving you a present...R. Logan.” He smirked, and let the door slam shut behind him.
Emma was too stunned to move. How the hell did Travis know her big kept secret? Her eyes fixed on the package that he’d left by the door but she couldn’t move.
“Do you want me to get it?”
Emma nodded.
Logan grabbed the package.
“What’s inside?” she asked, feeling nervous.
Logan pulled out a copy of her newest book.
“I guess it’s safe to say that he knows about you, and that he’s proud of you for this.”
Logan pulled her into his arms and held her close. “Don’t worry about it. Let’s get these dishes outside the room so that we aren’t disturbed again.”
Emma nodded. “Good idea. I think I’ll shower before getting into bed.”
Logan groaned. “God woman! Are you trying to kill me? Imagining you naked while soap and water run over your flesh is arousing as fuck.”
“Who said anything about imagining? I want you just as naked in the shower with me.” She smacked him on his rump as he put the tray of empty plates outside their room.
His eyes gleamed with hot amusement as he turned and grabbed her up in his arms. He let the door close and made sure the lock was engaged before he carried her to the bathroom.
Chapter 13
Logan caught his breath at the vision before him. His Emma was completely naked, and all he could do was gawk at her breasts like an adolescent who’d never seen a pair of tits before. They were round, firm, and would surely fill his hands, and her nipples were dark, tight buds with her arousal.
Instead of acting like an idiot, Logan quickly yanked his shirt over his head and crushed her against him. He moaned at the feel of her breasts pressed up against his chest, and felt close to coming in his jeans when Emma rubbed her body back and forth, her nipples grazing his chest.
“That feels so good.” She caressed up his arms to his shoulders and held on while she teased him with her nipples. “I’ve wondered what it would feel like to have my nipples tangled in your chest hair.” Emma bit her lip. “It feels so good.”
Logan inhaled and couldn’t catch his breath, but he lost all reason when he caressed down Emma’s sides and over her bottom as his excitement became too much.
He sealed his lips to Emma’s in a hard, carnal kiss, and he found he couldn’t stop. Even as he felt Emma’s hands at his waist he carried on devouring her mouth. She yanked his jeans open and shoved them, and his briefs, down his thighs, palming his aroused flesh as he sprung free.
He kicked his jeans the rest of the way off, and lifted Emma up against him. She pulled her hand from between them and cupped his face to keep him close while he rubbed her against his thickened length.
“I need you under me,” Logan kissed along her neck to her collarbone, “in a bed so I can savor you” His gaze seared into her when he leaned back, a wicked grin on his lips. “Although I’m not opposed to a quick fuck up against a wall with you, I want you laid out like a feast, just for me.” He nuzzled the top of her breasts and felt her quiver against him.
“I want that too, but Logan, you have me too excited to last long. One touch between my legs and I’ll probably come,” Emma admitted.
Logan panted and, without words, stepped under the hot spray of the shower. He knew that he was pushing his luck because having a sexy woman under his hands, who was all slippery with water and soap, would drive him to the brink of release. He wasn’t far off as it was.
“We need to be quick in here before I lose it.” Logan soaped his hands and met Emma’s heated gaze. She knew what he planned and was definitely aroused by it.
“Hold on, babe.” Logan’s gaze soon turned to a heavy need as
he caressed over her breasts with soaped hands, causing his erection to throb even more than it had been doing. Emma’s breasts felt amazing under his touch, and the tight buds of her nipples begged for his mouth, which he’d give her soon. He moved further south and kneeled at her feet while he cleaned and caressed over her hips, and legs. Once he was finished, he gripped her hips and finally looked at her pussy just before he buried his nose there and inhaled.
His hands trembled against her bottom, but he couldn’t get up from the floor until he’d tasted her. With that thought in mind, he slipped his tongue from between his lips and tickled her slit. He delighted in Emma’s gasp of pleasure as her hands slid through his hair.
He pulled back and looked up at his woman. “I need to make you come.”
Emma’s eyes flared with heat as she nodded acceptance.
Without another thought, Logan spread Emma’s legs wide and opened her up to his eyes. Just the sight had more blood pumping to his dick, which was harder than he’d ever remembered it being before.
As he slowly licked between her lips, he felt his own arousal drip from the head of his dick. He breathed heavily and, kissing the inside of Emma’s thigh, gripped her leg and placed it over his shoulder before he steadied her again with a grip on her bottom. She was wide open to his eyes and easily accessible to his mouth, which was the one advantage he took.
He dived straight in and started to make love to her with his tongue and fingers. It didn’t take long before her legs quivered and Emma’s long moans and gasps of pleasure could be heard in the shower. She rubbed her pussy on his face while his tongue lapped up her release. She’d tasted so good that he found it difficult to move away, but the tugs on his hair told him he had to stop.
“No more...Mmm...Oh, God...please Logan...I can’t take anymore.”
In truth, he didn’t think he could either because, in her excitement, his own need had grown. He needed to come…badly. He didn’t think he’d last long enough to pleasure her again without releasing.
“We need to get out before I collapse into a heap on the floor. You’ve taken everything out of me.” Emma smiled. “I’ll wash you in the morning.”
Logan groaned and got to his feet. It did go through his mind that if she left him alone for a minute, he’d be able to finish himself off so that he’d be able to last once he was inside her. He was so hard that a couple of strokes and it would be all over.
He met Emma’s satisfied smile before he watched her eyes trail down his body, and her eyes widened when she looked at his swollen cock.
She reached out and lightly wrapped her fingers around his girth. He had to clamp his jaw together in an effort to stay in control of his body. As she ran her fingers back and forth along his length, the crown of his shaft dripped.
“You’re rock hard, but you feel silky to the touch,” Emma sighed.
“Emma,” he groaned.
Her hand tightened around him as he felt the pleasure build low in his belly. With one more stroke, he threw his head back and came. His dick felt like it was on fire with the pleasure that ran along its length while he uncontrollably ejaculated into her hand. Just knowing that it was Emma’s touch made his release all the more powerful as his dick twitched and released, over and over again, until he was wiped out.
It didn’t take long for his senses to finally return, and, with them, a blush crept along his cheekbones. He’d come like a teenager, but so hard that his eyes had crossed.
“I’m—”
Emma slammed her lips against his to seal his words inside. “Don’t you even think about apologizing. Watching you come with just the touch of my hand was hot and arousing. It was because of me that you came so hard and I loved it.”
“God.” He wrapped her up in his arms and held her tightly. “It’s all you, Emma.”
He reluctantly let her go and washed his release from them both before he wrapped her up in a fluffy towel and dried her. He dried himself and then carried her to the large bed in the room.
Chapter 14
Emma still felt languid after the release that Logan had given her in the shower. She’d been turned on from the minute her brother had left and Logan had bent over to place the tray outside. As she’d watched the flex of muscles across his back, her desire had risen.
He was like no one she’d known before him and, for once in her life, she felt truly cherished.
They lay side by side on the bed and faced each other while Logan’s eyes caressed her heated skin. Desire pooled between her thighs with just one look. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She wanted to be connected to him in the most basic way that a man and woman could be connected, and her blood sang with the thought.
She may have orgasmed in the shower, but watching Logan as he released in her hand had been exhilarating and she needed more of him, which was why she moved closer.
Emma curved her leg over his hip and brought her pussy snug against his growing erection. Logan grabbed her bottom and tugged her closer. Her breasts crushed against his chest, which had a sigh of pleasure bursting from her lips and a grunt from Logan’s.
Emma met his gaze and moved so that she was a breath away from taking his mouth. “Make love to me, Logan. Long and slow.” She kissed along his whisker-covered jaw and feathered kisses around his mouth while his hands trembled on her bottom in reaction to her touch.
Emma wiggled around and gasped when the head of Logan’s dick breached her channel. They froze for a moment and closed their eyes as need washed over them. Logan rolled Emma to her back and slipped inside her another inch.
“I’ll go slow for as long as I can, but you make me lose my head when you touch me.”
“Then we’ll lose our heads together.”
Emma wrapped her legs around Logan’s hips and pulled him close. She gasped and tightened around him when he was seated fully inside her channel.
She knew that he held on by a thread with the way his body tensed and hardened, including his jaw, which clamped tightly shut.
He felt amazing and big, it was a feeling that she never wanted to be without. Her legs finally relaxed and slid down his spread thighs.
Logan dropped his forehead to hers and met her gaze as he slowly withdrew to the tip before he just as slowly pushed back inside. Her walls clamped around him to try and hold him inside, but he still managed to withdraw before she felt his ass clench tight as he pushed home again, more solid than before.
The pleasure was exquisite as Emma reached out and caressed Logan’s sides to his bottom. She gripped it hard and ground up into him. She felt him swell even more as he grunted.
“You’ve gotta stop,” he moaned into her neck, and gasped for breath. His grip on her hips tightened to keep her still.
Emma slid her hands up his back and pulled him down on top of her until his weight was almost crushing her. She purred at the feel of him. “I want your weight. I love having your chest against my breasts.”
“I wanted to give you slow.” He rocked against her. “But you feel too good. You’ve overpowered all my senses, and every nerve in my body is centered on the feel of my dick inside you.” He slid out and gave a sharp thrust back inside.
Emma moaned and arched into him, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to hold on to her release.
“Watch me.” Logan rose up and tilted his head down to where their bodies were connected.
Emma watched as his dick left her body, coated in her arousal, before he quickly disappeared inside her again.
“Seeing my dick all wet because of what I do to you is such a turn on, but the feel of you all silky like as you quiver around me—wet, warm, and soft—is absolutely killing me.”
Just listening to Logan talk was enough to have flutters of climax start low in her belly. Emma reached up and dragged his head down to hers. “Move,” she hissed before she sealed their lips together in a hungry kiss of desire.
His dick was solid as he pistoned inside her. She couldn’t last though. His tongue fucke
d her mouth while his dick fucked her pussy and all her senses were on overload...and then she cried out in pleasure as her climax rippled through her in heated waves of delight. Her channel gripped him hard while she pulsed and writhed on him.
Logan did one, last, hard thrust forward and grunted just as she felt him release inside her. He shallow pumped while he groaned and panted into her neck. His release felt wet and warm inside her and as small pulses continued to run through her, she felt the tugs from her, body pull more release from him.
By the time Logan had slowed and collapsed on top of her, they were both wiped out with sexual exhaustion. She’d just experienced the most amazing sex of her life.
“I can’t move,” Logan whispered into her ear.
“I think we need to sleep just like we are.”
Logan moaned. “I’d love to, but you’d be uncomfortable if I lie on you all night.”
“I know. I just love having you this close to me,” Emma admitted.
Logan held onto Emma and rolled them to their sides. “I’ve no intention of letting go of you, so relax and sleep in my arms all night.” He kissed her forehead and pulled her close to snuggle against his chest.
Their legs entwined, Emma relished having this closeness with him. She’d missed him like crazy over the past months. Over the years that they corresponded, she’d secretly wished to have him like this…and to finally have it, her heart swelled with love and tears gathered on her lashes.
She listened to his heart beat strongly in his chest before she asked, “What’s going to happen when you leave?” Emma surprised herself. Until the words left her mouth, she’d had no idea that she was worried about losing him again.
Logan tightened his arms around her and put her mind at ease. “I have to report back in just under three weeks, so just after the New Year, and my plan now that I have you is to take you with me.” He kissed her forehead before he tilted her chin to meet his gaze. “I know that we only just met in person today, but we’ve known each other for two years, Emma. Longer if I think about everything we shared in those letters…I know you better than I know myself. Two years is a long time. I’m not prepared to walk away from you...but, if you can’t see yourself being with a soldier for the next nine months while I finish up my twenty, I’ll have to somehow live with that.”
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