by Lola Rivera
Logan pounded her into the mattress. Still coming, she reached back and gripped his thigh. He bent over her, his lips on her shoulder and snapped his hips. Grunting, Logan came with a series of shallow thrusts. Still shuddering, he fell atop her.
For a long while, they lay motionless. Logan carefully pulled away from her. She watched him disappear into the bathroom and return. Although drunk on a post-orgasm rush, Blaire couldn’t help but wonder what would happen next. They had crossed that line together. Their friendship could never go back to the way it was. Were they lovers now? Boyfriend and girlfriend? Was this the start of a real relationship or was this going to be a short but very passionate fling?
Grinning like a lovesick fool, Logan climbed into bed beside her and planted a noisy kiss on the side of her neck. He put pressure on her shoulder, urging her to roll onto her back. Leaning on his elbow, he gazed down at her. She squirmed under his intense scrutiny. “What?”
He shook his head. “You’re just so beautiful to me.”
A pleased and slightly embarrassed smile curved her lips. “Yeah?”
“Yes,” he murmured, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, nose, and cheeks.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” she teased, burrowing close to his warmth.
Logan chuckled and wrapped his arms around her. “So what now?”
Her chest constricted. She considered dancing around the subject but decided this wasn’t the time for prevarication. It was time to be ballsy. “I want you here, like this, all the time.”
“Oh, thank god,” Logan said, obviously relieved. She looked at him in surprise. He kissed her again. “Blaire, I’ve wanted you since the first day I saw you in that dump of a building. It’s killed me to see you with other guys but I just couldn’t—.”
“Risk it,” she finished for him. Grinning, he nodded. Blaire groaned and rolled her eyes. “We’re quite a pair, Lo.”
“That we are,” he said, giving her a squeeze. “Jay and Cord were right. They told me I was being a damned idiot and that you were just as hot for me as I am for you.”
“You discussed us with your brothers?”
“They’re my best friends. Who else would I go to for relationship help?” He combed his fingers through her hair and asked, “Would you like to come up to the ranch?”
Happiness bubbled up inside her. “Yes.”
“Good.” He twirled a strand of hair around his finger. “Cord and Daphne are having an engagement party in a couple of weeks. I’d like you to come with me and meet the family.”
She didn’t miss the hopefulness in his voice or what that statement meant. Meeting his family? That was a big deal. A huge deal.
After a few moments, he piped up again. “You hungry?”
“Starving,” she said, glad that none of the easiness of their friendship had faded now that they were more than friends. “We missed that dinner you were going to cook for me.”
“Well, I also make a mean breakfast.”
“That so?”
“Uh-huh.” He tenderly kissed her cheek and temple.
“Sex and breakfast?” She snuggled closer. “I could get used to this….”
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The Bad Boy Burnetts series continues with SPARKS and NAILED.
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About Lola
Erotica writing alter-ego of New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Roxie Rivera. Autism Mama. Paramedic Wifey. Great Dane Collector. (Home)Schoolmarm. Amateur homesteader.
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