The way the dress was made seemed to tuck in at her waist, making her waist look several inches smaller. And the way the rhinestones on the bodice were placed, it created the illusion of a tiny waist and fuller bust. The only word that popped into her mind was, “Wow!”
She’d thought she’d said that word out loud, but then realized that it was Logan standing in her bedroom doorway. Turning sharply, she caught his eyes as they moved down her body, heating her up and making those summersaults in her stomach turn to back flips.
“Now that’s the dress you will be wearing Friday night,” he told her, his voice deep and husky as he moved deeper into the bedroom. He took both of her hands and pulled them away from her body, not allowing her to hide from him. “You look stunning, Gaia,” he whispered.
She started to pull back, reading his intention in his eyes. “Don’t,” he told her firmly, his fingers tightening on her hands. “I’m going to kiss you.”
She shook her head, her entire body trembling with…anticipation? Fear? Most likely both. “Not a good idea. Let me change clothes and I’ll come out to the kitchen.”
He shook his head in response, slipping those sexy glasses off and tucking them into a pocket. “No. It won’t make a difference if I kiss you here or in the kitchen, in that dress or whatever you might put on later. I’m still going to kiss you.”
She knew she should stop him, but instead, her head lifted, her lips softened and she moved closer to him. Just one more attempt to discourage him, she told herself. It would soothe her conscience later. “The kitchen is safer.” Her fingers touched those glasses, wondering what he could see without them covering his eyes. Damn, he looked hot! With or without those glasses…and the implication of his glasses off…in his pocket. Her stomach tightened in anticipation.
He smiled slightly. “No place is safe when you are close by,” he replied. A moment later, he covered her mouth with his, not giving her an opportunity to argue. One of his hands dropped hers, coming up to cup her jaw, tilting her head as he gently, slowly made love to her mouth.
His hands had already discarded the clip holding back her hair and now his fingers tangled in the locks, pulling her head back so that he could deepen the kiss. “Logan,” she whispered, not sure if she was telling him yes or no. She just knew that she loved the way he was touching her, the way he kissed her. He had already unzipped the back of her dress without her even knowing that his hands were behind her. A moment later, he lifted her up and spread her legs. She had only a fraction of a second to absorb the fact that she was now sitting on her dresser with Logan between her knees. His hands scooped up her bottom and pulled her closer.
With a gasp, Gaia realized that she was now intimately pressed against that hard, throbbing erection. Perhaps it was a good thing that Logan didn’t give her time to realize what was happening because she might have stopped him.
But then again, she might not have. Everything he’d done to her so far had felt incredibly good. What could he possibly do next?
She shouldn’t have wondered. The man didn’t pull back. His fingers shifted higher on her waist, her breath catching in her throat when, as his green eyes looked down into her golden gaze, his hands smoothed away the top of her dress, pushing it lower.
“Gaia!” he breathed as he looked at her bare breasts, freed from all restraints and falling into his hands. Cupping them lovingly, his thumbs moved higher, circling each areola as he continued to keep her eyes prisoner with his own.
Gaia trembled, her body aching with the need to feel him touch her. Just a small touch. She’d be perfectly satisfied if she could just have his thumbs rub very softly against her…He did it!
“Again,” she whispered, her voice choking as the need reared up hotter and heavier than she’d thought possible. He followed her plea and her body shuddered, curling inward slightly. Both of her hands came up to capture his thumb, her fingers pressing that digit against her nipple. “Please,” she begged once again. Logan complied with her plea, rubbing that sensitive peak gently. “Harder,” she cried out, bowing her head because she was just too desperate for more.
“Look at me, Gaia,” he grumbled, holding his thumbs away from her breasts until she complied.
When her eyes opened up, she was only aware of the sensuous haze that surrounded her as well as the desperate need to have him touch her nipples again. And again.
“Put your hands behind you and lean backwards,” he told her, his thumbs rubbing back and forth against those beautiful peaks. When she didn’t immediately comply, he pulled his hands away, almost smiling at the desperate sound her throat emitted when he was no longer touching her.
“Logan,” she whimpered, pressing her hands against his, needing him to touch her.
“Hands on your dresser, Gaia. Do it now,” he commanded with a hard edge to his voice that sent shivers of anticipation surging through her whole body. His thumbs caressed her nipples, telling her without words that, if she complied, she would get what she wanted.
She placed her hands behind her on the wooden top of her dresser, then moved her eyes, cloudy and hazy with need, back to his. Her reward was to feel his thumbs pressing against her nipples in a different way, sending shock waves throughout her whole body. Every brain wave was focused on his fingers against the overly sensitive peaks and she couldn’t hold her body still. Her hips kept moving and, no matter how hard she tried, she could not stop herself from pressing against that hard ridge that was…oh, goodness, it was exactly where her body needed it to be!
“No!” she gasped when his mouth covered her right nipple while his thumb and forefinger teased the left and she would have screamed, but the intensity was too much. But by this time, his lips, his tongue, and even his teeth were involved. She was also leaning back too far. If she lifted her hands to push him away, she would tumble backwards on the dresser. Shifting her body away from him didn’t work since his strong hands simply held her in place when she tried to move. In fact, he actually arched her further back by pressing his hands against the small of her back and leaning closer. In this position, she was completely at his mercy.
She quickly discovered that Logan had none!
“I can’t!” she screamed, her legs lifting higher to wrap around his waist as she grabbed his shoulders.
“You can,” he argued. But then his lips were right back on her nipple. Then to her other nipple. She couldn’t believe how incredible that felt! Writhing against him, she wasn’t sure if she wanted him to stop, or if she might punch him if he did stop. Either way, she was too enthralled by the incredible pleasure that was almost too pleasurable. Unconsciously shifting against him again and again, she pressed her breasts closer and he sucked hard on one while pinching the other.
That was all it took to take her right over the edge. She couldn’t hold back the scream when her body seemed to burst into stars. Everything inside of her was throbbing, her body aching as pleasure surged over and over again. Her arms were like manacles around Logan’s neck as the pulsing continued. She had no idea what else was going on in the room or in the world. All she could attest to was the incredible throbbing that was overwhelming her.
Slowly, very slowly, her body came back to earth. It took her a long moment to realize that she was almost choking him and she released the tension in her arms, but even that seemed like a monumental effort. Cell by cell, muscle by muscle, her body relaxed until she felt like a limp noodle in his arms.
Gaia opened her eyes, not sure what had just happened. She noticed that Logan was still holding her and her arms actually hurt from holding onto him. Relaxing her arms, she looked up into his green eyes. His green, triumphant eyes.
“You okay?” he asked.
Gaia wasn’t sure. Was she okay? She felt like singing. Laughing and dancing. But… “What just happened?” she asked him.
He laughed then, giving up on holding back. “You just climaxed in my arms, honey.” He moved slowly, his hands smoothing against the bare skin of her legs.
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That was startling. “NO! No, I didn’t do that!” she snapped and ineffectively tried to push away from him. She suddenly realized she was sitting on her dresser in a completely undignified manner, her knees spread wide to accommodate his hips and the rose colored dress around her waist, her breasts naked and bare for him to see. Pulling up the dress, she shook her head as she tried to hide her nakedness from his triumphant gaze. “Please, this isn’t…”
The doorbell rang at that moment and her eyes widened in fear. The only person who would come to her place unannounced was Freddy. Good grief, Logan was here as well as her brother? Planets were colliding. This was not going to end well.
“Are you expecting someone?” he asked, his voice hardening as he watched her tug at the dress.
Her body froze with his angry tone. “No! I wasn’t expecting anyone. Not even you,” she whispered in a harsh voice, trying to cover up and get down from her dresser. Good grief! She’d actually…on her dresser! Of all the pieces of furniture that one could…do…that on! Why the dresser? That was a new one. She’d never read about dressers in any romance novel! “Please Logan, you have to go!” She was struggling to get her arms into the sleeves of the beautiful dress, cringing at its recent abuse.
“I’m not going anywhere.” He did give her space to get her clothes in order, even stepping forward to zip up the back. She shivered despite her anxiety over whoever was at the door since her body still hadn’t come down off the intense pleasure she’d just…he’d so recently…. Gaia sighed, rubbing her forehead to try and get her mind away from what Logan had just done to her. And what she’d like him to do again!
Before she could admonish herself for wanting something she shouldn’t want, her cell phone started ringing. “Good grief!” she muttered, her face flaming with color as she tried to figure out how to get out of this painfully awkward situation. Doorbell ringing with an irate brother, cell phone ringing with what would most likely be work related and a large, incredibly aroused male standing in front of her.
Unfortunately, after what she’d just gone through, she couldn’t think very quickly. Although, she might not be able to blame her lack of brain functioning on her most recent climax…well, not completely on the climax. Her brain was never fully functional when Logan was around, she thought.
Focusing on one problem at a time, she turned to face Logan. He really was the biggest threat anyway. “Please, you have to go. Whoever is at the door,” she said, looking down at her cell phone, “you can’t be here. And this is my boss!”
Logan’s fists rested on his lean hips and she had to pull her eyes away from that area, astounded by the impressive erection that was still there, despite the chaos around them.
“Your boss is calling to give you details on the renovation of the factory building. We’re moving forward, although all the details haven’t been worked out yet.” He paused to grin down at her. “I’m now your client.”
With those words combined with the possessive gleam in his eyes, Gaia gasped, staring up at him in horror. “I’ve just…,” she looked up at him. As understanding dawned on her, she realized that the situation had just become ten times worse!
“No! You’re not my client!”
Her cell phone continued to ring and she glanced down at it, then back up at Logan, her stomach tightening with dread. She pushed her hair out of her eyes with one hand while she tried to come to terms with the error of what she’d just done. “Please, tell me I didn’t almost have sex with a client!” she yelped, horrified at her lack of decorum and professionalism.
Turning her back on Logan, she pressed the answer button on her phone. “Hi Jim,” she greeted, waving to Logan, silently begging him to leave her bedroom. It was just too intimate, having him here in her personal space. Besides, her bedroom was dainty and delicate. There was nothing dainty or delicate about Logan. He was all male. Huge, domineering, alpha male with testosterone seeping out of every pore, an enormous aphrodisiac, and definitely throwing off her equilibrium.
Even as she greeted her caller, her doorbell rang three more times in quick succession, causing her anxiety to increase. There was only one person who would be so rude as to repeatedly ring her doorbell. Freddy.
Her brother was going to be furious seeing Logan here in her apartment. It wouldn’t help that she was wearing a sparkling cocktail dress. And…Oh no! There were Chinese food containers all over the countertop! It looked like she was entertaining Logan here in her apartment.
A noise in her ear caught her attention and she pulled her eyes away from Logan, startled by the masculine voice talking to her. “Yes! I’m sorry. I’m still here,” she said to her boss who was trying to get her attention. He said something else, but her focus was mostly on the huge man standing behind her, refusing to vacate her bedroom. “Yes. I understand,” she said, even though she had no idea what her boss had just said as she held her breath, praying that Logan wouldn’t…
A heavy hand rested on her shoulder and she tensed, swinging around. She looked up into his green eyes, once again losing herself as she tried to interpret Logan’s expression. He seemed concerned and some of the tension dissipated slightly.
Shaking her head, she moved around him, thinking she really needed to hear whatever it was her boss was telling her while, at the same time, trying to push Logan out of her bedroom. But the man was too big, too tall. If he didn’t want to move, he wasn’t moving. No matter how much she pushed or shoved, he was standing there.
“Go!” she whispered harshly, pressing the phone to her chest.
Those amazing lips compressed and images of what he’d just done to her flashed through her mind, distracting her even more.
“I’m not going,” he told her firmly. “We need to talk.”
She frantically shook her head, not even half listening to her boss. “No. We don’t need to talk. I need to discuss something with my boss and my brother is outside my apartment. We can talk tomorrow!”
Logan looked down at her, undecided. Something was telling him that he should stay and discuss what had just happened in the bedroom. But the look in her eyes was pleading with him to understand.
Relenting, at least for now, he sighed heavily. It went against every instinct inside of him, but his hands dropped from his hips and he pulled her closer, ignoring the man droning on through the cell phone, completely unaware that his listener was focused on something else. “Fine,” he grumbled. “I’ll pick you up for breakfast tomorrow.” With that, he bent down and kissed her, just a brief kiss, but she still felt it all the way down to her toes. And he knew it too!
Thankfully, he grabbed his jacket from the chair on which he’d tossed it earlier and walked to the door. The doorbell rang three more times as his hand rested on the doorknob and he looked back at her, a dark eyebrow lifted as if he were questioning the sanity of opening the door to someone so rude.
But Gaia had already lifted her cell phone to her ear and was partially listening to her boss relay details about the consulting agreement he’d negotiated with Steele Industries for her services. She didn’t catch all of the particulars because she was too intent on trying to mentally avoid the standoff between her brother and the man who had stormed into her life, even though she kept trying to push him out of it.
On any other day, she would have resented the strange look between herself and…whatever Logan might be in her life…but at this particular moment, she couldn’t even interpret it. Between her boss talking on the phone, Logan standing here in front of her and her own flustered memories of what he’d just done to her not to mention her brother on the other side of the door who was going to be furious about everything, she couldn’t really figure out all of the right moves. Not right now.
The world was too chaotic and she was mentally bracing for her brother’s furious reaction when Logan opened the door.
Sure enough, an incredibly impatient Freddy was right there, about to ring the doorbell again. The startled look on his angry face was pr
iceless! He stared up at Logan who silently glared right back down at him, not giving an inch.
There was a short, tense standoff between the two men, one overly large and muscular, the other just an average guy, but neither moved. The standoff lasted for several strained moments, but finally Logan stepped forward and, thankfully, Freddy backed away, making room for Logan’s departure.
A moment later, Logan gave her a look that warned her that their conversation was not over. Gaia swallowed past the lump in her throat, since they really hadn’t had much of a conversation tonight. It had been…Logan had just…
Gaia closed her eyes for a moment, trying to block the past half hour from her life. It might have happened, but she didn’t need to acknowledge it. Yep, the head in the sand approach would work quite nicely at the moment.
When she opened her eyes, she realized that Freddy was just standing in her doorway, staring at Logan’s retreating back. Gaia had no idea what was going through her brother’s mind, but she couldn’t focus on Freddy at the moment. Her boss was still on the phone, saying something about an important meeting tomorrow at the Steele Industries offices and she was to report to them for final instructions in the morning. Gaia didn’t get all of the details, too frantic, angry, confused and still trying to come to terms with what had happened in her bedroom only moments ago.
For a brief, crazy moment, she wondered if her brother or boss could tell what she’d done, what she’d just experienced in the arms of a man she shouldn’t even be talking to. But then she took a deep breath, smoothed her hand through her hair and closed her eyes, trying to focus on one thing at a time. No use borrowing trouble, she told herself soothingly. And in the bigger picture, she hadn’t really done anything wrong. Not really. Morally, yes, she’d violated her personal rules, but in all other aspects, she was an adult and could kiss and…do anything else she wanted to do with a man.
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