“It’s okay, having to do this again. I mean, I get it. I work for a company where paperwork is everything,” I said.
“Unfortunately, I think that’s every business these days,” Logan said.
“And it’s just a business meeting, right? Or, you know, a business arrangement.”
“Right.”
“Just a mutual agreement we made to a company, not one another.”
“Exactly,” he said.
I nodded curtly before my gaze went back to his eyes.
“Though, since we do have to do it a second time—you know, for the sake of paperwork—why don’t we try something different?” Logan asked.
My eyebrows hiked up as I drew in a deep breath. “Different?” I asked.
“As the teacher, I got a rundown of what your fantasies and kinks are before we met. It’s to help guide me on your hard limits as well as your desires.”
“Wait. You have that information?”
“Only what’s necessary to keep my head in the game when it comes to your experience.”
“Oh.”
“And on your paperwork, you did specify the need for a tub full of bubbles.”
“I did,” I said.
“But we didn’t get to use it last time.”
“We didn’t,” I said.
“Care to take it for a test drive? The water’s nice and hot.”
His eyes fell to my lips before finding mine again. A bath, with jets. In a tub with Logan pressed against me. Heat pooled instantly between my legs, and a shiver shot up my spine that I couldn’t stop myself from reacting to. My head twitched and my eyes closed, and soon Logan’s chuckle filled my ear as he stepped forward.
“I think someone likes that idea,” he said, slipping his hand around my waist as my knees grew weak. “You know you can always stop this, right, Ava?”
“What?” I asked breathlessly.
“You still have the power to cancel all this.”
My eyes finally fluttered up to his, and I found his lips a lot closer than I had thought they were. His breath pulsated against my skin. His body heat engulfed me as I took a step toward him. I closed the gap between us as I curled my fingertips underneath the collar of his suit coat. I slid them down the angled slope, feeling his rippling muscles underneath that were begging to be set free.
I wouldn’t be stopping this. I couldn’t.
“Kiss me,” I whispered.
When his lips came down on mine, fireworks went off in my brain.
Logan
Her eyes turn from innocent to devious as her body slowly melted into mine. I felt the sparks between us. I couldn’t deny them. Our mutual desire was thicker than it had ever been. I couldn’t deny her, no matter how hard I tried. I knew we were breaking every social code in the book, but I didn’t care. The second she whispered for me to kiss her, I was done. The dam within me broke and my lips came down on hers.
And oh, how my head spun.
My desire for her was raging. I wanted her so badly. Even though my mind to stop, I kept shoving the raging voice off to the side. Lust took over my cock and desire fueled my hands forward. I slid my arms around to her back, finding the top of her zipper. I slid it down slowly as our lips moved together, tasting the tip of her tongue against mine. The tight green fabric fell effortlessly from her body, as if her skin couldn’t wait to get closer to me.
Every time her lips puckered against mine, electricity surged through the tip of my cock. I didn’t want these clothes on her. I couldn’t have cared less about the lingerie. We stripped one another of our clothing until we were clad in nothing but our skin. She moaned into my mouth. Both of our lips had swollen against the other’s pressure. I dropped down and fisted her ass, pulling her against my body as I picked her up off her feet. She giggled into my lips, a beautiful sound that draped me in a desire for her that I could no longer contain. If there had been any going back, that door had officially closed.
Ava was mine, and I wouldn’t stop until I had tasted every part of her again.
I walked her into the bathroom, and the smell of rose-scented bubbles wrapped around us. I sat her on the edge of the counter and kissed her cheek, down her neck, down her chest. She leaned back on her hands and opened herself to me, spreading her legs and allowing me to sit between her knees. My cock dripped with a need for her, but my tongue burned to taste her again.
I had made my tongue a promise that it would taste her if she showed up tonight, so I wrapped my lips around her nipple, stroking it to an engorged peak. Her moans fell heavily on my ears, and the heat pouring from between her legs was breathtaking. I felt it pounding against my pelvis. Her pussy practically begged me to dip down and taste it. I kissed her tits and nibbled up the skin of her breast, raising welts that had her panting for me.