She licked her lips and pulled against Logan’s grip. He tightened his hold on her, but not enough to cause any pain, just enough to let her know he was in charge.
She nodded, clamping her lips together, unable to say a word, fearing she’d give too much away. Let him know how much she wanted him to dominate her.
Logan leaned down to her, his face a breath away from hers. “Don’t fight me, honey. You need to let go. Let me take the lead.”
She opened her mouth to argue, but he covered it with his mouth, cutting off whatever smartass retort she might have said, pushing his tongue deep, showing her who was boss. Shae tried to move away, but his grip on her hands switched to one hand and the other he slid into her hair, holding her head still as he continued to destroy her with his tongue.
God, he tasted so good, and the way he stroked the inside of her mouth? Like he was licking away all her resolve with each swipe of his tongue.
Shae wanted to fight him, just to have him master her. She twisted her body, but he pressed his down on her, flattening her to the bed, showing her that he had the greater strength. She could do nothing to fight him off, even if she wanted to be rid of him.
She didn’t. Not right now, maybe not ever. Which was completely dangerous and foolish, and what the hell was she thinking? So many reasons not to get involved with Logan and only one to justify it.
She wanted him like she’d never wanted a man before. With a wildness, a desperation she couldn’t control.
He pressed his erection into her belly, and any thoughts she had flew away like startled sparrows. The stark contrast between her softness and his hardness made her pussy quiver. She nearly cried out as the slickness leaking from his engorged cockhead streaked over her skin.
She knew what his cock felt like inside her, she’d ridden him like a fine steed, but now? He was going to school her. Let the class begin, dear Jesus.
“Let go, Shae,” he whispered next to her ear. “I know it’s hard for you, but please, don’t fight me. Let me take care of you. Give you what you need, if only for tonight. You need this. You need me.” He growled. His chest, crushing her breasts, rumbled with the animal sound and rolled down to her pussy. It clenched, and a new dampness covered her panties.
God, this man could make her come just by talking to her.
“Yes.” Her voice quivered, but she got the word out.
“Say it. Say, ‘You’re in control.’”
Shae swallowed and licked her lips. “You are in control.”
Logan’s smile brushed against her forehead, and then he kissed her cheek.
“Good girl.” To reward her, he thrust again, rubbing his cock along her body as he pushed her legs apart with his knees. He let go of her head and pulled down her bra to expose one breast. Her nipple ached to be tasted.
“Beautiful.” Logan ran his fingertip around her nipple, not touching it, teasing her. Making her want to cry out, beg him to lick it, suck it, anything.
As if he heard her thoughts, or maybe he saw it in her eyes, he lowered his head and licked the tip, bringing it to a hard point. She sighed. He chuckled against her breast.
“You like that?”
She nodded.
He looked down at her from beneath his lashes as she gazed up at him. “I want to give you so much pleasure, honey.”
Then he put his mouth on her nipple and sucked it, hard and long, his hand pushing her breast into his mouth, devouring her.
Shae threw her head back and whimpered. So good, so good. The invisible cord that ran between her breasts and her pussy tightened so deliciously. Oh God, what would it feel like when he licked her clit?
As she bucked up into his mouth, he pushed her back down and slid over to her other breast, pushed the flimsy material down, and teased her nipple. He flicked his tongue at it, and she jumped with each touch. Then he moaned and suckled her as he massaged her other breast.
Shae arched into his mouth. The nerves in her body sang, and her blood pulsed and throbbed in her clit as her arousal ramped up.
Logan released her nipple with a sharp pop and whispered in her ear, “I want to taste all of you.”
She nodded, biting her lips to keep from begging him.
He chuckled and then buried his face between her breasts, inhaling deep and long. “God, I love the way you smell. Your scent. It gets to me. Makes me hard.”
She whimpered.
Logan ran his hand over her belly. “Your skin is so soft. So firm. I want to rut against you.” He moved, and she glimpsed his thick cock as he ground against her, trailing a wet kiss of precum on her stomach.
She inhaled, and her nostrils filled with his scent. Heady, manly. So delicious. She wanted to take him in her mouth, taste him, suck him until he spilled down her throat.
“Logan.” No way could she get the tone of begging out of her voice.
“What do you want, baby? Want me to rub my cock over your nipples? Paint them with my juice?” He leaned back and grabbed the base of his cock.
Shae nodded. Any words would only come out as a garbled mess.
Logan moved closer, leaned down, and squeezed his cock. A pearl of liquid eased out of the slit in his cockhead. He smeared the drop over her extended nipple.
She gasped at the touch.
He did the same thing to the other nipple, depositing a drop there also.
“I’m going to suck each one. Taste my juice on your nipples. You want that?”
Shae nodded. “Yes, please.”
He held one of her wrists in his hand. “I’m going to let you go, but you can’t touch me or yourself. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
Shae shuddered.
Logan leaned down and took one nipple in his open mouth, swallowing the areola along with her hard nipple. He sucked as he flicked his tongue all around. She arched and cried out, her voice strangled and hoarse.
He pulled off her. “Your taste and mine? Meant to be together, baby.”
She swallowed.
He smiled. With one hand, he cupped her breast and squeezed, just enough to get her attention. “This breast is mine.” Then he did the same to the other one. “This one is mine too.”
She locked gazes with him. He smiled, wicked and cocky as hell.
“Say it.” He gave her another squeeze.
“My breasts are yours.”
“That’s right. Mine.” He stroked down her body, over her belly, and cupped his hand over her mound. The thin material of her panties was soaked. He pulled his hand away and put it to her nose. “Smell yourself. Do it.”
She inhaled.
“That’s the scent of your body wanting me.” He brought his hand to his mouth and licked. “Delicious. Goddamn, I love the way you taste.”
Shae thought she’d come right then and there. No one had ever talked to her or done this to her.
Logan grabbed her panties on either side and pulled them off in one smooth move. She lay on the bed, hands next to her head, her bra pushed down to expose her breasts and her pussy dripping.
“Spread your legs for me.”
She did, and the picture was complete. She glanced down her body, past the swell of her breasts, past her hard nipples, over her belly, and farther down to her mound, covered in dark curls. She’d never felt so beautiful naked. And it all had to do with the way Logan stared at her. Drank her in with his eyes. Worshiped her with his hungry gaze.
No man had looked at her like this before.
And Shae knew she didn’t want anyone but Logan to look at her again.
She was his.
And the bastard knew it.
He sighed as he ran a finger around the edge of her mound, teasing her by not touching where she wanted him to touch so badly.
She arched a bit, a squirm really.
He chuckled. “Bad girl. I’ll touch you when I’m ready. When you need it the most. And when I do, you’re going to scream.” He lowered his head and licked her, dragging hi
s tongue over her, just skimming her pussy. Driving her out of her mind.
“Please.” She gasped as he pulled away. “Don’t stop.”
“Never.” His cock leaked on her leg as he rubbed against it. Why wouldn’t he just get on with it? Just fuck her? She was so hot, wet, and ready.
He leaned over and picked up his jeans, dug in a pocket, and tossed a condom on the bed where she could see it. His grin turned wicked, and she groaned.
“You aren’t going to put that on, are you?” She tried to keep the disappointment out of her voice.
“Not yet. When you’re ready.”
“I’m ready.”
He shook his head. “Baby, you aren’t near ready.” He dipped his finger between the lips of her pussy and raised it to his mouth for a taste. He moaned. “So good.”
She bucked up to encourage him to do it again.
“You want more, baby?”
Shae nodded. “More.”
He ran his finger over her, this time hitting her engorged clit. She vibrated with the touch and sucked in a breath.
“Yes. So good.” He used his fingers to part her nether lips and then blew a warm breath across her labia.
She jerked, but he held her down with one hand on her belly. “Easy, baby. Easy. Going to make you come soon.”
Logan held her open and lowered his mouth to her. She tensed, ready for the touch, craving his tongue against her clit. He licked her, a long stroke of his tongue, and she shuddered as she wrapped her hands in the bedclothes.
When he latched onto her clit and sucked, she spread her legs apart, cried out, and humped into his mouth. Her arousal soared, and she started the heady climb to orgasm.
When he pushed a finger deep into her soaking pussy and hit that sweet spot, she came off the bed, crying out his name. The orgasm hit her in hard, clenching waves, wracking her body, bringing tears to her eyes as her body tensed and then gave way to bonelessness.
“That’s it, baby. God, I feel it. I can feel you coming on my fingers, in my mouth. So fucking beautiful.” Logan kissed his way up her belly, over her breasts, to her lips.
He took her in a kiss so deep, so claiming, so breathtaking, she could only hang onto the sheets of the bed and give in to him.
He owned her. Utterly.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Logan licked his lips, gathering the taste of Shae, savoring it. My God, she’d been incredible, so open and receptive to what he’d done to her. Now, he gazed down at her, spent and languishing in the rumpled sheets of the bed, her hair spread out on the pillow, her body loose and sated.
His cock throbbed its demand to complete this. To take her, fuck her, and spill his seed in her. But he knew that wouldn’t happen. Maybe one day, but not tonight.
He kissed her again, softly, but with just a bit of tongue, and she responded to him, threading her hand in his hair.
“Logan.” She smiled at him.
He wrapped his hand around his cock and gave it a few lazy strokes. It hadn’t softened. In fact, it had hardened as she came. Now he leaked his desire for her, and he used it to smooth over his prick and ease the touch of his hand.
“I’m not finished with you, baby.” He held his dick out. Her eyes widened, and she licked her lips. “You want this?”
She nodded.
“Where?” He leaned over her. “In your mouth?” He kissed her. “Or your pussy?” He rubbed his cock over her labia.
“Pussy. Fuck me.” Her eyes darkened with desire as her pupils dilated.
“Oh yes. I’m going to fuck you hard, baby. Make you mine.”
Shae sighed. “Yes.”
Logan picked up the condom package and tore it open. He slipped it on, pushing it down over his cock as she watched, so intent, as if his every move meant the world to her.
“On your hands and knees, baby.” He sat back out of her way. Shae blinked at him. He gave her a quick, light slap on her rump. “Now. Hands and knees.”
She swallowed, eyes big and round as a pie, and did what he’d asked of her.
“Goddamn, your ass is bodacious.” He leaned down and took a nip of each cheek, and she gasped as he did it. “So soft and round.” He squeezed each globe with his hands, and then he ran his finger down between her cheeks and found her opening.
With a quick jab of his finger, he pumped her a few times and then pulled out. She rocked into each motion and wiggled when he removed his fingers.
“I know. You want me inside you.”
She nodded, her hair falling over her face. Logan stroked his hand down her back, along the ridge of her spine, and then gave her ass another slap.
Shae gasped.
Logan grabbed his cock, by now so hard he could hammer nails, and he lined it up with her pussy and pushed in, slow and easy.
Shae moaned and pushed back, trying to control his entry.
He held her by the hips and stilled her. “No. My way.”
She groaned and blew out a breath.
“Say it.”
“Your way.”
“Good girl.” He kissed the small of her back and then buried his length into her hot, wet tunnel. She rippled around him, squeezing him tight, and he nearly lost it.
“Pushy, baby.” He chuckled.
Then he pumped into her, in and out, building slow and steady, watching as his dick slid in and out of her, watching as her pussy opened and closed around him as he fucked her. God, he could fuck her all night like this.
Logan picked up speed, unable to stop the speeding train of his arousal. He slammed into her, rocking her on the bed, the bed into the wall, grunting out his effort and his pleasure as he took her.
She whimpered and moaned as he mastered her, her body tensing, and he knew another orgasm was near. He leaned over her and reached around her to find her labia. With his thumb, he pressed hard on her clit as he slammed into her from behind.
Shae rocked back onto his cock, fucking herself on his length. Her legs widened as he pounded her into the bed. Before she collapsed, he needed to make her come.
Logan flicked her clit with his fingers and then rubbed it, hard and fast.
“Oh, fuck, Logan!” She shook, her body so tight and tense. “Yes!”
“Come for me, baby.” Logan increased the pace and friction of his fingers until she froze, her pussy clamped around his dick, and she cried out.
She came over and over, the crushing squeeze of her vagina on his cock sending him over, and he pushed in deep and emptied his load into the condom, wishing the thin latex barrier didn’t exist between them.
Shae slid to the bed, her arms and legs giving out. Logan rolled to the side, pulling out of her and taking care of the condom. He lay on his side, gulping down air, his cock flaccid on his thigh. He brushed her hair from her shoulder and leaned over to kiss it.
“You okay, baby?” He nuzzled the back of her neck.
“Oh, my good Lord.” She sighed.
He gathered her into his arms and held her tight.
Mine.
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During the night, Shae woke a few times. Each time, Logan held her in his arms, his body wrapped around her, warm and protected. A brief thought or two crossed her mind about this being a bad thing, but then she pushed it away.
How could anything so right be wrong?
And she did feel this was right.
Logan wasn’t just another guy she’d fallen into bed with. He was so much more.
She closed her eyes, her mind made up as to which side she’d take if pushed.
Shae woke to an empty bed. Her alarm on her phone was beeping. She sat up and rubbed her eyes. The door to the other room was closed. When had Logan gone back to his room?
She frowned, got out of bed, and headed to the bathroom. She showered, dried, and dressed before a soft knock on the adjoining door sounded.
“Come in.” She stepped into her boots and zipped them up as the door opened.
Logan leaned in the doorway. “Morning.”
> “Morning.” She looked up at him, the frown still on her face.
He gazed at her, his head cocked to one side. “Something wrong?”
“Nope.” She shook her head and stood up. “Ready?” She felt off but didn’t understand why. Well, not really.
Logan stepped into the room and cupped her cheek. “Hey. You all right?”
“I’m fine. I just…” She shrugged.
“Tell me.” He gave her his full attention.
“I just expected to wake up and you’d be there. I know, it’s lame.” She tried to pull away, but he caught her hand in his. She hated sounding so needy. That wasn’t who she was, ever, but something about Logan turned her to mush.
“No, it’s not lame. I woke up early. Watched you sleep for a while. Then my phone beeped, and Max needed to discuss something.”
“About my dad?”
“Yeah, but just logistics. And Travis has been working on trying to locate them again.”
“Did he find them?” She grabbed his arm and clenched it, digging her fingers into his flesh.
“Hey!” He pulled away. “Relax. No, not yet. But he’s doing what he can. Max wants to head to the bank to be there as soon as it opens. I was coming to get you.”
She grimaced and rubbed the spot where she’d marked him. “Sorry. I’m so wound up, you know? Nervous as hell.” She wiped her hands on the thighs of her jeans. “Let’s go.”
Logan gave her a nod, and she stepped back so he could close and lock the door between the rooms. She gathered everything she’d need for the bank and met him in the hall. Together, they went to Max’s room. Logan knocked, and Max let them in.
“Good. We’ll grab a quick breakfast and then get to the bank.” Max turned to Travis, who sat at the desk, his computer open as he typed on it. “Travis, keep working on those sat images. I’ll leave Rowdy and Jake with you, and I’m taking Gunnar.”
“Got it, boss.” Travis didn’t look up from the screen. “I’ll let you know soon as I find something.”
Max motioned for them to leave. Logan led the way to Gunnar’s room and knocked. In a moment, Gunnar stepped out, ready to go.
“Man, I’m starved.” Gunnar rubbed his belly. “I know there’s no barbeque here, but I’d kill for some steak and eggs.”
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