ManofHerDreams

by Paige Warren

  She glanced up at him in confusion, but didn’t say anything. Sienna could feel the tension in him and wondered if maybe he found the blonde to be as irritating as she did.

  As the blonde climbed onto the deck and came closer, she eyed the arm he had around Sienna. “I was wondering where you had disappeared to.”

  Logan raised an eyebrow. “I don’t recall disappearing.” Looking down at Sienna, he asked, “You knew where I was, right sweetheart?”

  Sienna looked up at him in startled fascination. He’d called her sweetheart! She mutely nodded, incapable of speech.

  The blonde narrowed her eyes on Sienna. Masking her fury, she smiled at Logan again. “I thought we could spend the day together. We never did get a chance to try out your hot tub,” she said suggestively.

  Hot tub? Sienna looked him questioningly. Who exactly was this woman?

  “Angie, that was a while ago. I told you then, and several times since, that I wasn’t interested.”

  “You sure seemed interested,” she said in a purr, her eyes glued to his crotch.

  “I’m sorry if you got the wrong idea, Angie. I wasn’t trying to lead you on. We haven’t been on a date in months and we won’t be going on one in the future.”

  Angie’s eyes raked over Sienna with insolence. “Don’t tell me that it’s because of that fat cow!”

  Logan growled low in his throat and tightened his arm around Sienna, gluing her to his side.

  “She’s not fat and she’s not a cow.”

  “Oh yeah? Then what is she?”

  “My fiancé,” he ground out. He only hoped that Sienna wouldn’t correct him. He honestly didn’t know what had possessed him to make such a statement, but it was too late to retract it now.

  Next to him, Sienna was standing in stunned silence. If Logan’s arm hadn’t been around her, she probably would have hit the deck. Fiancé? Her? Plain, frumpy, pudgy Sienna Blake? The man must have been sniffing glue to have claimed such a thing!

  “What?” Angie screeched.

  “You heard me,” Logan told her in a calm voice.

  Angie’s eyes flicked to Sienna’s left hand, which was wrapped around Logan’s waist. “Then where’s her ring?”

  Logan shrugged. “We’ve been in a disagreement over the size of the stone. Sienna wants something understated and I want something big enough the whole state can see she belongs to me.”

  “Fine. You’ve made your bed, you can lie in it. But don’t expect me to be waiting for you. You could have had this,” she said with her hand sweeping down her lithe frame, “instead of that whale next to you.”

  It took everything in Logan not to dump the pain in the ass overboard. “I think it’s time you left now.”

  Angie hmph’d at him and climbed overboard. When she was sauntering down the pier back toward her car, he released a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. He chanced a glance at Sienna and saw that she was pale and looked shocked.

  Turning to face her, he wrapped both arms around her, bringing her close.

  “I’m sorry about that. She’s been following me around for months now. The word ‘no’ doesn’t seem to mean anything to her.”

  Sienna looked up at him with wide eyes. “You told her we were engaged.”

  “Um yeah, I did, didn’t I. Sorry for springing that on you, but she just got under my skin and I blurted out the first thing that came to mind.”

  Sienna shook her head. “But what if she goes and tells the first reporter she sees? This could ruin you!”

  “Why would it ruin me?”

  “Look at me! If they think for one minute you’re engaged to someone like me, you’ll be ostracized by your friends and colleagues.”

  His eyes narrowed as he glared down at her. “First of all, there’s nothing wrong with you. Second, if my colleagues put more stock in the woman I’m seeing than my work ethic, then I don’t need them.”

  “But…”

  He silenced her with a kiss. His warm firm lips brushed across hers, stroking her soft full lips, coaxing her to bend to his will. The tip of his tongue traced the seam of her lips, begging her to open them just a little. When her lips parted, he slipped his tongue between them. His tongue glided over hers, teasing her and building a liquid heat between her legs.

  His hands were firm on her hips, pulling her against his erection. With her body flush against his, her breasts were crushed against his chest. He felt every curve and wanted to feel more.

  With a groan, he broke the kiss. Looking into her passion filled eyes, he brushed his fingers across her cheek. Her skin felt like satin and her cheeks were flushed.

  He gave her a slow smile and tucked her hair behind her ear. “You are so beautiful.”

  She blushed. “No, I’m not.”

  He tipped her head back so he could look into her eyes. “Yes, you are. If you doubt for one moment that you’re desirable, just look south.”

  Of their own volition, her eyes did just that. She gasped as she saw the proof of his desire outlined by his swim trunks. Her eyes flicked back up to his face and she saw that he was grinning at her.

  “But what about that woman? What if she spreads the rumor that you’re engaged?”

  He shrugged. “Would being engaged to me really be so horrible?”

  “What?” Surely she hadn’t heard him right. He couldn’t be proposing!

  “You’re not seeing anyone and I’m not seeing anyone. Would it hurt for people to think we’re engaged; at least for a little while?”

  “You want me to pretend to be engaged to you?”

  He grimaced. “It sounds worse when you say it out loud than it did in my head.”

  She shook her head in confusion. “But why? You could have your pick of any woman around here. Why me?”

  “You’re sincere, beautiful, caring, and honestly… you light me on fire.”

  “You really think I’m beautiful?” she asked uncertainly.

  Grabbing her hand, he pressed it to the front of his swim trunks. “Is there any doubt?”

  She gasped and blushed. It wasn’t like she hadn’t been with a man before, but still… she wasn’t used to men pressing her hand down on their dicks, especially when they were fully aroused.

  “I want you more than I’ve wanted any other woman, Sienna. If nothing else, I’d enjoy you playing the part of my fiancé because it would give us more time together, more kisses, and I hope… a good deal of sex.”

  Part of her wanted to pull away, but the other part… the other part was intrigued by his offer. She’d always been a fairly good girl and done what she was supposed to do. Why not be a little bad? She’d deserved it after all.

  “Okay,” she heard herself answer. “I’ll be your pretend fiancé.”

  He smiled at her before claiming her lips in another searing kiss. As his tongue tangled with hers, he wrapped an arm around her, gluing her to the front of his body. He felt her nipples tighten as he crushed her to him. He buried his other hand in her hair, refusing to let her back away from the kiss. He sucked her lower lip before nipping it. His tongue delved between her lips again, sliding against hers, tasting her, teasing her… wanting her.

  Releasing her, he took a step back. “I think we’d better get going. If we don’t start this boat soon, we may never go anywhere.”

  Breathing heavily, she nodded and walked over to the seat. Collapsing onto it, she leaned her head back. All she could think was “wow!” The man could kiss like no one’s business.

  Her breasts ached, desperately wanting to feel his touch. She ached between her legs, wanting to feel his hot, hard dick sliding into her.

  Fanning herself, she tried to divert her thoughts to any subject other than Logan or sex. What had she gotten herself into?

  Logan sat beside her and started the boat. As they pulled away from the dock, Sienna briefly thought that her life would never be the same again.

  Chapter Five

  An hour later

  Logan anchored the boa
t in the middle of nowhere. All they could see for miles was the ocean. There wasn’t a speck of land or another boat anywhere on the horizon. The thought of solitude, Logan and a bed gave Sienna wicked thoughts. Then again, no one was around for miles… who said they had to go below deck to indulge themselves?

  “Are you hungry?” he asked.

  Sienna wasn’t sure if he meant for food or for him, but she was starved for both.

  “Yes, I’m starving.”

  He held his hand out to her. “Let’s go below and get something to eat.”

  Taking his hand, she followed him below decks. He sat her down at the small table and stepped over to the refrigerator to get the wine and food out. Putting some plates and glasses out on the table, he brought the food over and sat down.

  Pouring each of them a glass of wine, he smiled at Sienna.

  “I’m glad you’re here with me today,” he told her.

  She smiled back. “Me, too.”

  They ate their lunch and made small talk about their everyday lives. Of course, Logan’s was more interesting since he rubbed elbows with starlets, models, and movie directors. Sienna just worked in a public library and dealt with everyday people.

  After lunch, she helped Logan clean up. The leftover wine went into the refrigerator for later. Sienna had polished off three glasses and while she wasn’t drunk, she was definitely feeling the effects of the wine.

  Logan started toward the stairs and she stopped him. Threading her fingers with his, she turned him to face her.

  Logan looked down at her in surprise. He had planned on behaving himself and going back up on deck. Sienna was a temptation that he wasn’t sure he could avoid. He had hoped that being out in the open would keep him from throwing her down and having his way with her.

  Sienna went up on her tip toes and brushed her lips across his. He tasted of wine and strawberries. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she pressed her body close to his.

  Logan groaned and wrapped his arms around her. His tongue dipped into her mouth, gliding across her tongue before darting back out to trace her lips. He trailed wet hot kisses across her jaw and down her neck. He nipped her collar bone making her gasp in pleasure.

  Sienna reached between their bodies and cupped the hard firm length of him. He was straining against his swim trunks as if seeking out the heat of her body. Dipping her hand inside the waistband of his trunks, she let her hand glide down the length of him. Logan was definitely an impressive man!

  Logan cupped her breast, his thumb making lazy circles around her nipple. He slipped his fingers under the edge of her bathing suit, feeling the satiny texture of her breasts.

  As his mouth devoured hers, he slid the straps of her bathing suit down her arms, baring her breasts. As the cool air hit her skin, her nipples puckered even more. Standing erect, they begged for his touch, for his kiss.

  Breaking the kiss, Sienna groaned and threw back her head. She felt Logan’s hot mouth kiss her neck; her collar bone… felt his tongue glide down the slope of her breast. When he reached her nipple, he sucked her into his mouth, his tongue gliding across the hard nub. He sucked harder and pressed his throbbing dick against the junction of her thighs. Her legs weren’t open enough for him to feel her heat and it was driving him crazy.

  His hand glided down to her leg, pulling it up around his waist. He backed her against the wall, thrusting against her.

  Pulling back, he gazed down at her. Her hair was disheveled, her lips were swollen from his kisses, her breasts were bare and begging for more attention and her breath was coming out ragged. Never had she looked more beautiful to him.

  Ripping his shirt over his head, he pressed his naked chest against her breasts. Claiming her lips again, he unfastened the sarong around her waist. Pushing her suit down further, Logan slipped his hand inside. His fingers brushed against the curls at the junction of her thighs before sliding further. He traced the outline of her lips, gently parting them and finding her clit. It was swollen and begging for his attention.

  She whimpered against his mouth and shifted her hips, rubbing herself against his hand. Sienna felt as if she were drowning in a hundred sensations and emotions. No man had ever made her feel this way. Sure, she’d had an orgasm before, but no man had ever spent this much time and attention on her. Usually they were just looking out for themselves.

  She gripped his dick in her hand and lightly pumped her hand up on down. She ran her thumb over the head, spreading the bead of moisture that had formed there. As Logan’s long fingers stroked her intimately, she stroked him… thinking of him being inside of her, pumping in and out of her.

  Impatiently, she pushed his swim trunks down over his hips. When they pooled at his ankles, he kicked them out of the way. Forgetting her self-consciousness, she pushed her own suit out of the way, wanting no barriers between them.

  Pulling her lips from his, Sienna looked down and watched her hand sliding over his long dick. He was by far the largest she had ever seen. He was longer than her hand. When she wrapped her fingers all the way around him, he filled her hand completely. She knew that her body would fit him like a glove and she couldn’t wait to feel him inside of her.

  Logan also looked down, but he was not only watching Sienna’s hand stroking him, but he also watched his hand stroking her. Her red curls had been trimmed. With her lips parted, he could see her swollen clit as his fingers skimmed over the sensitive tissue.

  Groaning, he thrust himself in and out of her hand, imagining what it would be like to be inside of her. His fingers stroked her faster; he lightly pinched and pulled at her clit, making her cry out in release. As the spasms wracked her body, he thrust two of his long fingers inside of her. Her hips thrust against his hand, taking him in as far as possible. He could feel her inner muscles clenching, wanting more.

  Sienna’s climax left her feeling lightheaded and a little weak in the knees. She slumped against Logan’s chest, breathing heavy.

  As if she were a feather, he picked her up and carried into the small bedroom. Laying her on the bed, he looked down at her. When she started to close her legs, he stopped her, pushing them open wider, until she was completely exposed to him.

  Looking at her moist, pink center, he sank to his knees by the bed. Pulling her closer, he opened her up with his thumbs before tracing her clit with his tongue.

  Sienna almost came up off the bed in both pleasure and shock. No one had ever tasted her down there before. She was mortified, but at the same time the pleasure was beyond description. His tongue lapped at her until she squirmed. When she didn’t think she could take anymore, he sucked her clit into his mouth. Sucking on her, he teased her with his tongue.

  Holding her open with one hand, he slid two fingers inside of her. She gasped and arched her hips off the bed.

  Logan continued to suck on her and pump his fingers in and out of her. When she arched her hips against him again, he slipped a third finger inside of her, stretching her.

  Sienna groaned and ground herself against his fingers and his mouth. She gripped the covers in her fists and panted. A thin sheen of sweat coated her body. Her release was so close, but just slightly out of reach.

  Logan removed his fingers from her and she whimpered a protest. Grinning against her, he lapped at her clit again with long slow strokes.

  Reaching under the bed, he opened one of the drawers while he pleasured Sienna. On the off chance that she agreed to sleep with him, he’d made a few stops that morning. One had been to a pleasure shop of sorts.

  Quickly opening the box with one hand, he pulled out the vibrator he’d purchased earlier that day. It was smooth, seven inches long and almost two inches thick. Turning it on low, he slowly pressed it against her.

  She gasped in shock and tried to sit up, but Logan pushed her back down. Looking up at her for a moment, he said, “Just lie back and trust me.”

  Helpless to do anything else, Sienna flopped back onto the bed. She felt his tongue slide against her clit again. As
he sucked, nipped, licked and teased her, she felt something slowly ease into her. She knew it was a vibrator, but had never used one before.

  As Logan pleasured her clit with his tongue and teeth, he slid the vibrator into her fast and hard, only to withdraw it slowly. After a few minutes, Sienna was mindless with pleasure.

  Meeting him thrust for thrust, feeling his mouth sucking on her clit, Sienna felt her orgasm as it broke over her. Throwing her head back, she cried out his name.

  Logan continued to stroke the vibrator in and out of her. He sat back and watched her. Sienna’s body was flushed from her climaxes. Her hips lifted to meet the thrust of the vibrator, over and over.