skirt over her hips, causing his blood to boil.
His hands went to her smooth legs as her mouth fused to his. Her fingers ran through his hair, then traveled down his neck before settling on his shoulders and arms.
He heard her moan when he reached up between her soft thighs and pulled the silk material aside to finally run his finger over the softest skin he’d ever had the pleasure of feeling.
“Logan.” She leaned back and bit her bottom lip as her eyes closed. His finger dipped into her slickness and he watched her hips jolt a little.
He could watch her all day like this. The way her light eyelashes rested on her pink cheeks. Her hair was completely messed up, and he loved her disheveled look. Her shirt was coming unbuttoned, thanks to his own hands, giving him a view of silk, lace, and soft, pale skin underneath.
Reaching up with his free hand, he unbuttoned until he could tug her breast free from her bra and run his mouth over her erect nipple. Her hands tightened in his hair and he felt her breath hitch.
“Yes, that’s it.” He moaned against her skin. He wanted to feel her lose control. Here. Now. His fingers explored her deeper and he felt her hips start to move with each slide of his own. She was rubbing her thighs against his erection still contained in his slacks. Which was only causing him pleasure. His eyes were glued to her face as he watched her skin heat. He bent forward to lick his way around her exposed breasts again.
“That’s it, come undone for me.” He quickened his pace and watched her flush as she exploded around his fingers. He’d never experienced anything so wonderful in his life.
She melted down onto his chest, her head resting on his shoulder as he felt her body relax. He knew he wasn’t done with her, not by a long shot, but for phase two, he needed to get them up three flights of stairs.
Sighing, he started to button up her shirt, but got only one done. Then he reached into the back seat where he’d thrown his blazer and wrapped it around her instead.
She looked down at him. “I must look a mess.” She reached for her hair, but he took her wrists and stopped her.
“No, don’t change a thing. I want you just the way you are, in my bed.” He quickly opened the door. She grabbed her heels, which he hadn’t known she’d discarded before climbing over the console.
Then he watched her slip them on and felt himself twitch at the thought of her in his bed with nothing but the sexy shoes on.
“What?” She frowned down at him.
He shook his head, not trusting the words that would come out of his mouth if he spoke. Spanning her waist with his hands, he set her outside his door on the concrete and then grabbed his keys and followed her. Taking her hand, he rushed them up the stairs and felt a little winded when he finally reached his doorway.
He heard her giggle and catch her own breath when he shoved his key into the lock.
“Logan,” she started to say, but he pulled her inside quickly, removed the blazer, and then pushed her back up against his door. His mouth covered hers again. His hands went to her hips, hiking her skirt high, until her panties were completely exposed.
“God help me, I want you so bad,” he groaned against her mouth.
She’d never experienced anything like what he’d done to her in the car. Nor had she ever felt so exposed. Actually, making out in a car was one teenage experience she’d avoided in her youth.
Now, as an adult, she could totally appreciate the whimsy of it all and the excitement. His finger found her heated, swollen skin and started playing across its slickness. She felt her knees almost give out, and if it hadn’t been for his body pressed up against hers and the door, she would have melted to the floor.
Then, he was on his knees, his hands pulling her panties down over her shoes as his mouth touched her, his tongue dipping deep inside her as she cried out his name.
Her fingers went to his hair, holding him, directing him
His hands went to her smooth legs as her mouth fused to his. Her fingers ran through his hair, then traveled down his neck before settling on his shoulders and arms.
He heard her moan when he reached up between her soft thighs and pulled the silk material aside to finally run his finger over the softest skin he’d ever had the pleasure of feeling.
“Logan.” She leaned back and bit her bottom lip as her eyes closed. His finger dipped into her slickness and he watched her hips jolt a little.
He could watch her all day like this. The way her light eyelashes rested on her pink cheeks. Her hair was completely messed up, and he loved her disheveled look. Her shirt was coming unbuttoned, thanks to his own hands, giving him a view of silk, lace, and soft, pale skin underneath.
Reaching up with his free hand, he unbuttoned until he could tug her breast free from her bra and run his mouth over her erect nipple. Her hands tightened in his hair and he felt her breath hitch.
“Yes, that’s it.” He moaned against her skin. He wanted to feel her lose control. Here. Now. His fingers explored her deeper and he felt her hips start to move with each slide of his own. She was rubbing her thighs against his erection still contained in his slacks. Which was only causing him pleasure. His eyes were glued to her face as he watched her skin heat. He bent forward to lick his way around her exposed breasts again.
“That’s it, come undone for me.” He quickened his pace and watched her flush as she exploded around his fingers. He’d never experienced anything so wonderful in his life.
She melted down onto his chest, her head resting on his shoulder as he felt her body relax. He knew he wasn’t done with her, not by a long shot, but for phase two, he needed to get them up three flights of stairs.
Sighing, he started to button up her shirt, but got only one done. Then he reached into the back seat where he’d thrown his blazer and wrapped it around her instead.
She looked down at him. “I must look a mess.” She reached for her hair, but he took her wrists and stopped her.
“No, don’t change a thing. I want you just the way you are, in my bed.” He quickly opened the door. She grabbed her heels, which he hadn’t known she’d discarded before climbing over the console.
Then he watched her slip them on and felt himself twitch at the thought of her in his bed with nothing but the sexy shoes on.
“What?” She frowned down at him.
He shook his head, not trusting the words that would come out of his mouth if he spoke. Spanning her waist with his hands, he set her outside his door on the concrete and then grabbed his keys and followed her. Taking her hand, he rushed them up the stairs and felt a little winded when he finally reached his doorway.
He heard her giggle and catch her own breath when he shoved his key into the lock.
“Logan,” she started to say, but he pulled her inside quickly, removed the blazer, and then pushed her back up against his door. His mouth covered hers again. His hands went to her hips, hiking her skirt high, until her panties were completely exposed.
“God help me, I want you so bad,” he groaned against her mouth.
She’d never experienced anything like what he’d done to her in the car. Nor had she ever felt so exposed. Actually, making out in a car was one teenage experience she’d avoided in her youth.
Now, as an adult, she could totally appreciate the whimsy of it all and the excitement. His finger found her heated, swollen skin and started playing across its slickness. She felt her knees almost give out, and if it hadn’t been for his body pressed up against hers and the door, she would have melted to the floor.
Then, he was on his knees, his hands pulling her panties down over her shoes as his mouth touched her, his tongue dipping deep inside her as she cried out his name.
Her fingers went to his hair, holding him, directing him
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