As he put her down before him, Cori responded seductively, “I wouldn’t mind you trying.”
How the hell was he supposed to take it slow if she was teasing the shit out of him? She reached around to the back of her neck and pulled on one string then another until the top of her halter dress fell forward, exposing her bare breasts. Damn, woman. You’re not making this easy for me.
Logan stepped closer and put one hand on the nape of her neck as his thumb stroked her cheek and jawline. “Cori, you’re... beautiful. How is it some man hasn’t swept you off your feet yet?”
She melted into his hand. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“Then your wait is over, because I’m not letting you go.” He meant every word he said, and it didn’t scare him one bit. This lovely creature had captured his heart, and he wanted to show her what she meant to him. “Do you know what I see when I look at you?” Logan asked.
She shook her head and whispered in a seductive vixen voice, “Tell me.”
“The strongest, most courageous and beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
Logan bent his head and kissed her gently then started tracing small kisses across her jaw and over her collarbone. “Cori, I want to make love to you.”
She moaned as he claimed her lips again. Slipping his hands around her bare back, she quivered under his touch. “Logan, I want you to...”
“To what? Tell me, sweetheart. What do you want me to do?” He knew what he wanted—needed—but Logan wanted to make sure he pleased her first. He didn’t doubt he could satisfy her, but he wanted her to be wanting for nothing other than more.
“I want to feel your hands on me,” Cori said breathlessly.
“What about my hands and my tongue?” He lifted her high into his arms and flicked one nipple with his tongue.
She arched her back and said, “I want it... all.”
“Then all of me is what I’ll give you.”
Cori tugged at his shirt and said, “Logan, I want you so much it... almost hurts.”
He let her down so he could slide the dress over her full hips. His hands lingered on her cool flesh. All that remained was a silky black thong. Bringing his hands around to caress her ass as he pulled her tight against him; he wanted her to feel how much he wanted her. “You drive me wild, Cori,” he said before claiming her sensual mouth and sliding her thong down.
She was perfection. He could inhale her intoxicating scent—something floral and sweet—and never stop desiring her. But she wasn’t the only one aching with desire. His cock was pressed firmly against his button-fly jeans to the point of pain. Quickly he removed his clothes until he was totally naked. Logan could feel her eyes on him the entire time, and her tongue traced her lips as he slid his jeans and boxers off. When his cock was free, it sprang up, and he saw her bottom lip tremble.
The look in her eyes as they roamed over his body enhanced his hunger for her. He pulled her close, claiming her lips once again. She tastes so sweet. Logan needed all of her. As he continued exploring her mouth, one hand reached to caress her breasts. Her nipples hardened instantly at his touch. The need to taste every inch of her was driving him mad. “Cori, your body feels so damn good against me. Your skin is like silk, and you smell like honey and wildflowers.”
“Logan, I need you, but... but I’m not on birth control. We can’t... can’t do this.” Her words were shaky as her tongue licked across his bare shoulder and up his neck.
“I have condoms,” Logan said as he took her nipple into his mouth and nipped it gently with his teeth.
He felt her shudder and moan, “Thank you.”
“For this?” He nipped her again. “Or the condom?”
“Both,” she replied breathlessly, as her hands ran up his arms and across his chest.
He’d been holding back, trying to go slow, but her teasing mouth was straining the hell out of his restraint. Her beautiful full breasts were begging for his attention, and he wasn’t going to ignore them. He’d hold his control, his own satisfaction, until she’d had hers. Maybe more than once. It was something he eagerly anticipated.
Moving back to her lips, he kissed her hungrily one more time, then dragging his lips from hers, he slowly kissed his way across her jaw to the curve of her neck, stopping to feel her racing pulse. I haven’t even begun.
She whimpered softly, “Logan, please. I... you... please.” Cori’s hands dug into his biceps as she clung to him.
The fact she could barely speak was driving him wild. He knew what she meant and what she wanted. Apparently, his cock did as well because each moan and word from her sweet lips had it jumping with anticipation. He ached to be inside her. “Soon, sweetheart.”
Cori reached down and took his cock in her hand. His body tensed instantly, and he wanted to lay her on the bed and enter her right then. Instead, he watched as she began stroking him. Their eyes never broke contact, and her tongue slowly traced his lips. He could only imagine how fucking incredible her lips would feel around his cock.
Logan was already on the brink and fantasizing wasn’t helping control it one bit.
“Sweetheart, that feels good, but if you don’t stop, I’m going to embarrass myself,” Logan said as he covered her hand with his and gently urged her to let go of his throbbing cock.