The Wildcat that Tamed the Tycoon by Sabel Simmons Page A

driver of her own happiness.  She bit her lip
again.  She could not deny her feelings for Logan, nor her desire and need for
him, nor her jealousy and possessiveness that he was hers and hers alone and
most of all, her love for him.  She knew Logan had no desire for long term
relationships, even more so marriage and that he didn’t believe in love, but
she was twenty nine years old and high time she became the driver of her own
happiness.
    A slow smile curved on her lips. 
Logan Dalton might not realize it, but he just lost his status as a Bachelor.  
He was hers and she was going to collect, whether he was ready for it or not!
    She slipped her feet in her slip-ons,
grabbed her room keycard, cell phone and headed for the door.  Shane and she
came up to the rooms together while Logan signed the limousine over to the
front office at the hotel.  The three suites were the only ones that were
serviced by the one specific elevator and she knew Logan’s suite was the one on
the left.  She peeked out the door to make sure Shane was not lurking around
and prayed that he was not with Logan.  She walked to Logan’s door and pressed the
bell, waiting impatiently for him to open the door.
    The moment he did she took a moment to
catch her breath.  He clearly just came out of the shower.  He had a towel
wrapped around his waist and was busy towel drying his hair.  Her eyes singed
over his broad shoulders, his muscled chest to caress over his torso which
sported an impressive six pack.  Her eyes moved back and their eyes met. 
    Logan drew a deep tortured breath in
his lungs, coming out of the frozen state he was in from the moment he opened the
door to find her standing there.  He had every intention to go to her room and
the joy to find her coming to him, warmed his heart.
     She took the two steps that separated
them and her hands flattened on his chest, slowly following the path her eyes
just did, until they closed around his neck and she pulled his head down to
slowly and seductively close her hot lips over his.  He pulled her against him
so hard and tight she groaned, but tightened her arms around his neck and
deepened the kiss.
    Desire was instantaneous the moment he
saw her and now it became painful.  He reached out and pushed the door closed,
then walked her back and pressed her against the door, lifting her higher so
her lips where on the same level as his.   He pressed tighter against her, his
mouth slanted desperately over hers, kissing her deeper, demanding her complete
and total surrender. She gave it immediately, wantonly yet demandingly.
    His mouth left her lips to trail hot
kisses over her cheek to her ear. She moaned as he pulled the earlobe between
his lips and sucked until she panted.
    “Logan.”
    “Yes Wildcat?”
    “Take me to bed!”
    “I will … eventually … but not yet.  I
need you now!” 
    He whipped her tee-shirt over her head
and groaned when her full breasts bobbed when he pulled the shirt off. He was
still groaning when his lips closed over a fully erect nipple and he suckled it
hard and deep into his mouth.  His hands gripped her boxers and tore it in
two.  Before she recovered from her surprised gasp his towel was gone and he
plunged inside her, filling her to the hilt.
    She keened as he hit her core and she
thrashed against him, her legs wrapped around his waist, forcing him even
deeper.  He started plunging into her with his ferocious need driving him
harder and deeper.  Their need for each other was so strong they plummeted into
the abyss within seconds and their shouts echoed through the room.
    Holding her against him with his shaft
still pulsing deep inside her, he carried her to the room and he granted her
demand, he took her to bed.  That night, they hardly slept and by the time
Logan allowed her to leave, the sun was already peeping over the horizon.  He
lay back against the pillows and watched her pull his dress shirt he wore the
night before, over her delectable