Page 59 of Playing with Fire

She giggled and ran her lips down my neck. The sensation shot through my body as I entered my bedroom and laid her down on the bed. Blonde curls framed out around her, and using the tip of my finger, I brushed a piece away from her face.

Jesus Christ. I swallowed as I stared down at her spread out, completely naked and ready for me. Full pink lips that glistened and parted as she gazed back at me. Intense green eyes still hooded from pleasure. Creamy skin flushed a luscious pink.

“You’re beautiful, sweetheart.” Although I was desperate to feel her, I wanted to savor this moment with her. It all felt so intense. More intense than I’d ever experienced, and I had no idea what to make of that.

That feeling escalated as she tracked my movements. Reaching behind me with one hand, I pulled my shirt over my head. Her gaze trailed over my chest, and she ran her tongue along her bottom lip as she soaked me in, continuing to track my movements as I discarded the rest of my clothing.

The mattress dipped as I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs.

She ran her hand up my stomach and chest. “You make me feel beautiful. The way you look at me isn’t like anything I’ve experienced. Not ever.”

“Good. I want to be the only guy who’s ever made you feel that way.” I fisted my cock in my hand and ran the tip through her wetness. Our gazes locked. “And now you’re mine.”

She smiled. “Yours.”

A growl slipped through my lips as I fought the urge to thrust deep inside her. I shifted back. “Need to grab a condom.”

Her hands shot out and gripped my biceps. “Logan. I’m on the pill.”

So much desire and vulnerability swam in her gaze it punched me right in the chest. The fact that she trusted me to take her bare left me with an intense feeling of need. Both physical and emotional.

“You sure?”

She nodded. “Please. I want to feel you.”

“I want that too,” I whispered, slowly crawling up her body until I hovered above her. “More than you know.” As I inched slowly inside her, feeling her walls squeezing around me, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Pleasure shot down my spine with each inch. “Jesus,” I hissed.

She raised her hips and I sank the rest of the way in. A groan left my lips and her eyes flicked up to mine, holding me captive, her mouth parted as she adjusted to my size.

Her fingers dug into my back. “Need you to move.”

I lost the ability to think. Or form words. This exact moment, as I filled her to the hilt, was everything I’d been waiting months for. Her pussy clenching around me finally got me moving. I dragged my cock all the way out before slamming forward into her. With every thrust, she lifted her hips until I was grinding against her swollen clit.

“Right there.” She dragged her nails down my back before digging them into my ass. “Harder.”

I lifted her leg over my hip and rocked harder into her, rotating my hips with each thrust.

Her walls gripped me like a vice, and I couldn’t hold out any longer. She felt too damn good. I’d spend all night making it up to her. Thankfully, her body shook, and the cry of pleasure that slipped from her lips sent us over the edge together.

My mouth crashed down on hers, molding together as I continued to move in and out of her, pulling every ounce of pleasure from both of us. Completely and utterly spent, I collapsed down on top of her. After giving myself a second to catch my breath, I rolled us so she was tucked into my side.

“We’re going to do that again.” I smirked and pressed my lips to the top of her head. “Might need to give this old man time to recover, though.”

She swatted my stomach playfully. “Oh stop, you’re not old.”

Maybe not. But I knew one thing. I needed to make my daily workouts a priority now. Because I wanted to spend every night exactly like this.

Chapter Thirty-One

IZZY

My alarm soundedfrom somewhere nearby, and I buried my head deeper into the warm, hard pillow, simultaneously struggling to understand why it felt so hard but so comfortable at the same time. My eyelids fluttered open as a deep rumble came from above my head. I smiled, the night before coming back to me instantly, and I ran my hand up Logan’s tight abs through the dusting of hair that led to a larger patch covering his chest. This time a sexy groan slipped through his lips.

Being with him was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. His intense focus on every detail. How he took his time, not rushing through the moments but stretching them out and making me desperate for more.

“Sweetheart, if you keep that up, I’m gonna end up making you late.”

I froze. The reason my alarm had gone off finally hit me. I had to be at Maggie’s this morning. Her words ran through my head. Ultimately, she was right. I wanted to be here with him.

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