Page 58 of Playing with Fire

Finished with the check, we stood and I laid my hand on the small of her back as we made our way through the restaurant. Her body shivered under my touch, and I couldn't stop my hand from moving up her back until it met bare skin.

Opening the passenger side door, I gave her a hand up into her seat. The skirt of her dress rode up, and I wasn't sure if she did it on purpose, but her legs opened slightly, giving me a peek of bright pink panties.

“Logan.” My name was barely a whisper on her lips.

I trailed my gaze back up her body until I locked eyes with her. Desire and need swam in her irises. I knew what she wanted. The same thing I did. But I also wanted her to tell me.

“What do you want, sweetheart?”

“You.” She let her legs fall open a little wider. “Your touch, your lips...all of it.”

I ran one hand up her outer thigh, stopping at the hem of her dress. “You sure?”

“I've never been so sure of anything as much as I'm sure about this.”

“If you stay in my bed tonight,”—I inched my hand further up her thigh—”there's no going back for me. So if you need more time...”

“No.” She gripped my hand and squeezed. “You're what I want. This is what I want.” She moved my hand over until my thumb brushed her soaked panties. “Take me home, Logan.”

As I moved my thumb back and forth over the outside of the fabric, she gripped my shoulders. I removed my hand and stepped back, openly adjusting myself. I wanted her to see exactly how she affected me.

Shutting her door, I made my way around the truck. I held her hand as I drove us back to my house. If I touched her thigh again, felt her soaked panties, or heard her little moans, I wasn't sure we would even make it back to the house. The Dock was only a five-minute drive, but it felt so much longer.

The minute we stepped into the house and I shut the door behind us, she spun toward me, stepping back with a seductive glint in her eyes. As if her movements were in slow motion, she reached up and pulled the strap behind her neck loose.

The black fabric fell, exposing her gorgeous tits, and gathered around her waist. Her nipples were hard peaks, the color reminding me of her cheeks whenever she blushed. I licked my lips, desperate to get them in my mouth. Desperate to taste her. To make her scream out my name.

“I want to see all of you. Every single inch that I’ve only fantasized about.” I tipped my head toward the clothing that still covered her. “Take the rest off, sweetheart.”

Her eyes darkened, the green of her irises almost nonexistent. Using the palms of her hands, she shimmied the black material of the dress over her hips until it fell down her legs and piled on the floor.

She stood in front of me in only a tiny pink thong and black heels. My dick hardened until it was almost painful as I raked my gaze over her body. I took two steps toward her and reached out, letting my thumb brush back and forth over her hard nipple. Her teeth pressed into her bottom lip, and little sounds of pleasure slipped out.

I gripped her hip with my other hand and pulled her close, eliminating all the space between us. “Feel that?”

She nodded and palmed me through my pants. “I need you.”

Just that touch alone sent me close to the edge. I wanted to make her feel good. Give her what she needed first, because I had no idea how long I’d last once I got inside her.

Gripping her hips, I spun and backed her against the wall. My mouth dropped to hers, our tongues colliding in a frenzied need. I cupped one breast and flicked my thumb across her pebbled nipple. The moan that vibrated through her was so intense I could feel it under my touch.

I moved my hand up under her jaw and wrapped it around the front of her neck, tilting her head back. She arched into me as I licked a path down her throat, her moans intensifying as my lips wrapped around one sensitive peak.

“You like that?” I moved across her breasts, lavishing the same attention on the other one.

“Yes,” she panted.

Getting down on my knees, I kissed my way down her belly and hooked my fingers under the waistband of her thong. Like a present I’d been waiting to unwrap, I slowly dragged it down her legs. Lifting her foot up, I trailed kisses up her calf and placed it over my shoulder.

Pinning her with my gaze, I leaned forward and took one long lap. Her creamy skin was flushed pink and her back bowed with each flick I took of her clit. I slid one finger into her warm, wet pussy as I licked up every drop of her.

“More. I need more,” she breathed out, grinding her pussy into my face. “There. Right there.”

I added another finger, stretching her, and then sucked hard. Her thighs trembled as I flicked the tip of my tongue against her one last time. She exploded, her body shaking violently as she came.

Fuck. I needed to be inside her more than I needed my next breath. I stood and grabbed her by the ass, lifting her and carrying her up the stairs.

“We need a bed.” I wanted to spend all night showing her how she made me feel. Feeling her wrapped around my cock.

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