Page 29 of 14 Night Tryst

“Logan?”

“Hi.”

“What are you doing here? You scared the bejesus out of me.” I chide him playfully and he grins, holding a strawberry to my lips.

“Don’t be afraid Wildfire, what other man will be allowed in here with you, but me?”

I blink up at him and bite the strawberry, “Well, it’s not exactly the most concealed place. Anyone can walk in here, Logan.” I say after swallowing the delicious fruit. “Wait, aren’t you supposed to be with your investors?”

Logan shakes his head and feeds me the rest of the strawberry. “Wrapped up early so they can go and relax in their rooms for a couple of hours before the dinner tonight.”

I lean up alarmed. “Oh my God, shit, I’ve completely lost track of time. Logan, what time is it?”

Logan gently pushes me back down with a chuckle, “Relax Wildfire, it’s only five o’clock. We still have plenty of time.” I release a breath of relief and relax into the warmth of the stone again and eat the pineapple Logan feeds me. “How are you feeling after your massage?” Logan questions, eyes twinkling while he runs his hands up and down my bare thigh.

“Lighter than air.” I sigh tranquilly and curl my fingers at the nape of his neck and draw his mouth to mine. “I cannot believe you had the hotel spa closed just for me. Are you crazy?” I murmur against his lips. Logan moans when I tug his bottom lip and suck it.

“Would you have gotten naked and completely relaxed in front of other people in here with you?” Logan asks, pressing his forehead to mine. I shake my head slowly and he grins knowingly. “Just as I thought you wouldn’t, so I made sure you wouldn’t have to worry about anyone else seeing you naked and focus solely on relaxing,” he explains earnestly while caressing my hip with those heavenly fingers of his.

“You’re unbelievable.” I moan, dragging his mouth to mine and kissing him like I promised myself I would.

“Mm,” Logan draws back a moment later, panting and stares down into my face. “Keep kissing me like that and I’ll buy you the whole damn hotel.”

With a giggle I drag his naked body on top of me and wrap my legs around him. “It’s concerning that I can’t actually tell if you’re kidding or not.” Grinning, he burrows his face into my neck and kisses my pulse point.

“It would be worth every penny.” I hear his muffled reply.

“You’re not buying me a hotel, Logan.” I sigh smiling and tilt my head back to give him more room to continue his ministrations on my neck. We stay like this for a while. Logan’s hand wanders freely over my naked body, teasing me, making me arch up against him. We feed each other fruit, and lazily kiss like a couple of randy teenagers.

“Would you like me to bathe you?” I suggest breathily and he smiles, a jovial look radiating in the depths of those molten eyes of his.

“Would I? Hell yes. I’d be the world’s grandest idiot to decline such an offer.”

“Then allow me to take care of you, Mr. Peirce.” I answer tapping his shoulder so he can let me up. Logan sits up and pulls me up with him.

“Be careful, it’s very slippery.” Laughing we make it to the edge of the stone without slipping and breaking our necks.

Of all my moments with Logan, I think this one is by far my favorite. We’re so comfortable with each other. There is something about this Viking of a man that puts me at ease. As I bathe him, Logan keeps me close. Observing me as I lather up his muscular body. My fingers languidly glide over every inch of flesh, every ripple of muscle. While I run my hands over his upper arms, I marvel at the way they flex and harden under my touch. Logan’s tongue darts out and flicks over my hardened nipple before he sucks making me mewl. I do love that he can’t seem to keep his hands off me. Despite the heat of the room the feel of his large hands skimming over my wet flesh makes me shiver from the inside out.

“Logan,” I moan, threading my fingers through his wet hair and he lifts his silver gaze to look at me when he hears my lustful plea. “What if someone walks in and see’s us?” I question, glancing over to the door when he grips the back of my thighs and with no effort lifts me into his lap to straddle him.

“They won’t,” he murmurs against my throat. “No one is allowed to come in here until we leave, so relax and give me those heavenly lips.”

“Which ones?” I purr, pressing my forehead to his, my smile teasing when he growls throatily and rocks his lips, gliding his erection through my already needy core.

“I intend to ruin both.”

And ruin he did.

My moan echoes in the room and when his girthy dick spears me, burying himself so deep inside me with one swift thrust that my mouth hangs open with surprise for a second.

I’ve had more sex with this man in the last ten days than I have with all my previous boyfriends combined. Every time with him feels even more incredible and I’m afraid that once this comes to an end, I’ll never feel this way with anyone else again.

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Who knew being fuckedwhile you’re both covered in soap suds could be soerotic.Logan had me slipping and sliding all over that stone and I loved every second of it. Absolutely one of my top three favorite ways to have sex. Hannah and Vee are going to die when I tell them about all the filthy things Logan and I got up to during this trip.

As much as I’m itching to share my experience with them, for now I need to keep my promiscuous impulses in check and focus on doing the job Logan hired me to do.

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