“Oh, no you don’t. You had your turn … now it is mine!”
His eyes burned into hers and his breath snagged in his throat when a slow sensual smile turned her into a veritable Goddess of the moon. He watched her and smiled when her eyes widened then became half lidded when he pinched her nipples. Slow, warm kisses down her chest and around her breasts drove her crazy and she pulled desperately to loosen her arms from his grip, but he only tightened his hand around them. She pushed her breasts higher towards him, silently begging.
“Come on, Wildcat. Tell me what you need.”
“Your mouth. Please Babe; I need you to take them in your mouth!”
He didn’t need any further encouragement, his mouth desperate for the feel and taste of her. His lips closed over the one nipple, while he continued pinching and rolling the other between his fingers. He licked over the tip and she moaned, he blew on the wet tip softly and she moaned, he pulled the tip into his mouth and suckled, softly and she moaned. He drew harder and sucked her nipple deep into his mouth and she mewled, arching her back to press her breast even deeper in his mouth.
Madison’s body was on fire, her skin tingled all over and her whole body pulsed in time with the pulling and sucking of his mouth on her breast. He moved to her other breast and she tried to pull her hands from his again.
“Please, Babe. I need to touch you!”
“Not yet. I need to enjoy you first!”
Enjoy he did. He could not get enough of the honeyed taste of her breasts, her soft skin beneath his hands. He stroked slowly over her abdomen and felt the quiver as she sucked her breath in with each inch he got closer to the treasures between her legs he was after. God, how he ached to taste her there! But not now. Now, he needed to bury himself inside her. Over and over again, until the ache he suffered from over the past near four weeks have been expunged.
His fingers feathered over the length of her cleft, before he slowly separated the folds and stroked slow circles around her clit. The circles drew smaller until he stroked her clit with slow circular movements. Her legs moved restlessly and she moaned. He moved his hand lower and pushed a finger inside her sheath, groaning when heat and wetness gripped it within. He pulled his finger out and coated her clit with her wetness, stroking it with his thumb and pushed his finger back inside her, and immediately a second. He plunged his fingers in and out, his thumb stroking her clit relentlessly.
Madison was on the edge of a precipice and her hands clutched desperately at his hand holding hers still captive above her head. Her hips thrashed against his hand, her back arched and she moaned as he pulled her breast deep into his mouth and scraped his teeth over the surface as he pulled back to nibble sharply at the tip. She cried out and he gently soothed the sting with a long, deep suckling of her nipple, before he gave the other the same treatment. He kept feeding her need, her desires higher and higher and just as she was on the verge of tumbling over the edge, he would stop and bring her back.
“Please … Logan … please!”
He moved between her legs and held himself above her, looking down at her, exquisite in her sensual need.
“Look at me, Wildcat.”
She opened her eyes and look into his smoldering, passion filled eyes.
“I am going to let go of your hands, but they have to stay where they are.”
“No … please Babe, I want to feel you …”
“You will feel me, honey! I promise, but not with your hands. If they move … I stop. Is that clear?”
She nodded and bit her lip when he let go of her hands and she gripped the headboard. He watched her face when he pulled a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard, and when her hands slipped, harder. She cried out and gripped the slates of the headboard harder.
“Logan … please … Now … I need you now!”
He stroked his hands down her thighs and gripped both her legs and pulled them up over his shoulders, opening her up completely to him and she keened.
“Oh, God! You are going to kill me!”
“Easy, Wildcat … easy …”
He soothed her when she desperately tried to move her hips, but in this position he had all the control. He needed to be as deep as he could get inside her. She mewled long and hard when he pressed into her, torturously slow. He was so hard and deep inside her, she could feel him all the way to her core.
He started moving then. Slow, deep strokes as he plunged in and out. He closed his eyes and savored the tightness of her sheath gripping him inside her, the quivering he felt along his full length with every stroke into her body. He opened his eyes and watched her. She was panting, her bottom lip caught between her teeth and her eyes closed in enjoyment. He moved deeper, slammed into her hard and she keened and opened her eyes, and objected loudly when he returned to his slow, deep and easy plundering of her body.
“No … Babe! I can’t … I need … oohh …”
His fingers closed around one nipple and he pinched at the same time as his fingers found her clit and pinched. He stroked his shaft deeper, slowly but deeply thrusting in and out and he felt the tightening of her sheath walls around him and she mewled. He pinched harder, stroked faster and he watched her come apart in his arms as her climax ripped through her so hard it felt as though she crushed him inside her and her scream echoed through the room.
He thrust harder and deeper and felt the pressure building inside him, his stomach tightened and the pain in his sacks warned him he was close. He pummeled furiously ten and his groin tightened. The pressure rose from deep inside him to rush through his shaft and shoot his release deep inside her body.
Madison just managed to get her breath back when his warm release shot inside her with so much force she cried out in surprise as another climax clawed at her, relentlessly steeling her breath from her. Her back arched in a tight bow against him. Her head pressed back into the pillow and everything went black for a moment, then bright spots of light brought her back and she gasped desperately to pull air into her lungs. Her hands gripped his arms and she felt faint, her whole body still taught and panic set in.
“Lo … gan …”
He looked at her, still trying to catch his breath, his body still tightly wired. He saw the panic in her eyes and realized she couldn’t breathe, her release was that intense. He slowly lowered her legs, but remained between them, still pressed inside her. He lifted on his elbows and softly stroked her temples.
“Easy, Wildcat … easy … breath, slowly … I’m here … relax my love.”
He thrust slowly in and out, his shaft still hard even after his release, until the tremors inside her subsided and her breathing became normal. Their eyes met and time stood still. Hers glittered in the moonlight and her body tightened as if readying to push him off. He leaned harder into her and suddenly he had to see her.
He reached over and switched the bedside lamp on. Their eyes were still locked on each other and he breathed in slowly. Anger bubbled inside him.
“No, Madison. It was not a mistake. You needed this as much as I did. You will not utter the words and I forbid you to even think them!”
“Logan, it … I …”
She could not put her irrational fears that suddenly took over her thoughts into words. She did know that what they just shared was not something that happened to just anyone. Logan being the man he was with commitment issues and sleeping with a variety of women … that was where her fears were centered. She knew this time; she was setting herself up to be hurt. To maintain her sanity, to protect her vulnerable heart, she responded in the only way she knew would pull him from her body.
His fingers closed over her lips before she could utter the words. He shook his head and smiled at her knowingly.
“It won’t work, Madison, so don’t even try. But I am going to leave you now. Clearly you need some time to get used to us.”
“What do you mean us?”
“Being lovers. Now that I’ve had you, I want you again and being so close is convenient if nothi
ng else. No one needs to know. I’ll be discreet and …”
“Get out! I think you better leave right now.”
She struggled and kicked until he sighed heavily and pulled out of her and sat on the side of the bed, watching her cover her nakedness with a pillow. A sardonic smile curved around his lips.
“If you for one moment believe I am one of your floozies, think again, Logan Dalton. I might have … oef … scratched your bloody itch once … but be assured, it will not happen again!”
He reached for her, but she jumped off the bed on the other side.
“I said leave!”
He smiled at her. “You were not a virgin, Wildcat, so you know as well as I do, what we shared tonight, is not something that comes along very often. You’ll be back, begging for more.”
“Oh, you arrogant … get OUT!”
She grabbed the other pillow and hurled it at his head, which he easily dodged. He bent down and picked up his jockeys and pants and pulled them on slowly, his eyes on her the whole time. He walked to the door and turned to look at her long and hard. A smile twisted his lips.
“You are one hell of a woman, Wildcat.”
He turned and walked away, his voice floating to her down the passage.
“Remember we need to leave at nine in the morning for the trip to Houston. Make sure you’re packed for the weekend. We might end up staying over.”
Madison did not move for long after Logan left. She felt empty. She has never experience such pleasure as she did in his arms. She also realized it was because it was more than just physical involvement. She did the most stupid thing a person could do. She fell in love with him. Within a short period of four weeks she lost her heart. To a man that did not believe in commitment, to a man who liked variety … on his arm and in his bed … to a man that was her boss! Worst of all … to a man who did not believe in love!
And even though she was on the pill, a man who she had hot sex with twice … unprotected!
Just as the thought flashed through her mind Logan stomped back into the room.
“Are you on the pill?”
“It is a bit late to be concerned about that now, isn’t it?”
“Answer me!”
“You can relax, Mr. Dalton. I won’t be trotting up your porch with a baby in my belly. I should have known better, however. According to the tabloids you fall from one bed to the other. Do I have anything to worry about?”
His jaw was rigid and he cursed.
“You should not believe everything you read in the tabloids. I am very careful and clean. I never, and I repeat never have sex without protection. You are the first one.”
“Ahhh … I feel so special!” Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
“Show me.”
“What?”
“Your pills.”
She gaped at him, not believing what she heard.
“You … I don’t believe it! You think I’m out to … how do they put it … catch you!”
“It won’t be the first time. I have learned the hard way never to trust a woman. Now, Madison!”
“No. I have nothing to prove to you. Least of all my trustworthiness. Let me assure you, Logan Dalton, even if I were pregnant, the only thing you will see from me is my heels as I leave the country!”
Before she could blink he was in front of her and pulled her up against him with his one hand behind her head, the other wrapped around her throat, forcing her eyes to stay on his.
“I am warning you, Madison. If you were to carry my child, you WILL tell me. Any child of mine will grow up with both his parents in his life. Do you hear me?”
His voice was rough and hoarse. His eyes burned into hers, waiting for her answer.
She nodded and silently cursed herself. With his mother’s history and after what she just said, she had placed herself in the same category as the one woman he hated above all.
Chapter Six
Shane glanced from the one to the other and shook his head. The atmosphere between Logan and Madison was so thick he could cut it with a knife. She barely looked at Logan when they got into the helicopter, but greeted Shane with a friendly smile and chatted with him nonstop.
Logan sat staring out the window, next to him. He never sat in the back! He shot up in his seat.
“What are you doing back here, big bro?”
Logan grunted, but did not bother to respond. He frowned.
“Madison?”
“Maybe I have suddenly grown horns.”
Shane stuck his head around the seat, and looked back at Logan.
“Nope, no horns.”
“Maybe it is my new perfume.”
Shane leaned closer and sniffed in her neck.
“Wow … That is some potent perfume. Hmm … hey!”
Shane complained when Logan grabbed him by the neck of his shirt and threw him back against the seat. He glared at him for good measure.
“Okay … maybe you’re right. It is your perfume.”
“Or maybe I am just trying to keep from wringing her bloody neck!”
“Now I am curious! Do tell big bro!”
“Curiosity killed the cat, little bro. Now kindly shut up, your incessant chattering is giving me a headache.”
“Well, do you blame me? Come on, out with it! You took him and Deidre to Dallas last night, didn’t you, Maddy?”
She just landed the chopper and did the shut down before she responded.
“Yes … and I would prefer never to be reminded of last night ever again, if you don’t mind. I’d rather forget about it altogether!”
Shane huffed and jumped from the chopper. Before Madison could follow, a hard hand closed around her shoulder.
“Look at me.”
She turned her head and his eyes caught hers, burning fire at her.
“If there is one thing I never would have thought of you, it’s that you’re a hypocrite. You, my Wildcat will not be able to forget last night and neither will I.”
He leaned closer and kissed her hard and possessively on her mouth before he turned and got out of the chopper. She closed her eyes and forced her thundering heart to slow down before she handed the chopper over to the ground controllers and walked with dragging feet to the Jet already warming up a short distance away. She hoped he stayed in the back all the way to Houston as well.
Lady luck was on her side. He sat working on his laptop the whole trip, but then turned the tables on her again when they stood next to the SUV they rented for their use.
“In the back, Shane. Madison is quite an adequate chauffeur. She’ll drive us around.”
Madison glared at him and he raised a sardonic eyebrow her way. Shane looked from the one to the other and sighed heavily.
“You do know it is no fun to be the only one left in the dark! You’re sure Maddy?”
“I believe I do not have much of a choice. As I was told last night … I am your employer, I give an instruction, and you carry it out!”
She deepened her voice in imitation of Logan’s and Shane burst out laughing, ignoring Logan’s glare.
“You said that to her? You?”
He couldn’t stop laughing until Logan clobbered him on the back of his head. He sobered and glanced at his brother.
“Even tonight?
“Even tonight.”
“You do remember that you invited Dottie to join us for dinner?”
“Yes and your point are?”
Shane glanced at Madison who stiffened and her glare incinerated Logan.
“No, I will not! Do you hear me, Logan Dalton! I will not!”
He just grinned and got into the back seat, forcing her to play the role of chauffeur once again. She grumbled and got in behind the wheel, stabbing the address Logan passed on into the GPS. She took off with a screech of tires and the two men in the back grabbed the safety belts and clipped them in. Suddenly she slammed on the brakes and they grunted as they were thrown back by the safety belts. Her hands gripped the steering wheel until her knu
ckles turned white.
“Who is Dottie?”
She ground the question through clenched lips. Logan smiled broadly, but refused to answer. Shane of course, was a source of information.
“Oh, she is an old flame of Logan’s. They always revive the … embers when he is in town.”
She swung her head around so fast, it was a wonder she did not slip a disc. Her eyes burned into Logan’s, who tried as he might, could not get rid of the smile on his face.
Shane watched the interlude with fascination. Clearly something happened between the two he was not privy to.
“Not this time they’re not!”
Logan’s eyebrow rose and Shane smiled for the first time. Maybe his brother has met his match at last!
“We’re not?”
“They’re not?”
The brothers asked in unison. Madison’s eyes remained on Logan; the warning and message in hers very clear to see.
“Not it you know what is good for you.”
“Then I suppose you will have to join us for dinner. Did you bring an evening dress, Wildcat?”
“I am not joining you for dinner. I am your employee, not your chattel. I pilot your planes and chopper and now drive your damn cars. I’ll be damned if I have to choke on food while watching you flirt with … Dottie!”
She turned back and the car shot forward.
“What kind of name is Dottie in any case!”
The laughter in the back seat incensed her even more and she took the next turn so sharply the seatbelts nearly cut the air from their lungs.
“Maddy, please remember I am also in the car and I am totally innocent, I promise! Would you please slow down?”
“For you Shane, anything you ask.”
“Anything?” He asked with interest.
“NO! I warned you in the Bistro already, Shane!”
“But she …”
“She nothing. She has no bloody idea what she wants!”
She slammed on the brakes and snatched her head around to glare at him.
“I know bloody well enough what I want!”
“Really? So enlighten us then.”
“What I want, Logan Dalton, you can’t give me!”
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