Page 74 of Turn the Tide
Chapter 5
Berlin, Germany
Sunday, March 6, 1:09 a.m. CET
Ashley tingled from her scalp to the soles of her feet. Logan’s mouth was wild on hers, one hand on the back of her neck urging her to stay open to him and the other gripping her backside hard, kissing her as fiercely as she kissed him. The surge of sensations made her toasty warm from the inside out. And it was a revelation.
This man was the biggest idiot, couldn’t buy a clue if it was free when it came to how she felt about him. But she wanted him to be her idiot.
Their tongues tangled, breath mingling, mouths claiming in the slip of control, and she fed on the taste of him. Heat rushed over her skin. Suddenly she was burning up on the inside, nerves jumping in her stomach. He cupped her breast, thumbing a nipple, and not in a nice way. Punishing yet playful, so wicked good.
She moaned in his mouth and palmed him.
“I want you, Ash.” He growled against her throat. “Need you.”
Butterflies took flight in her chest as he drove his hips against her core, pushing her back to the cold tile. He shifted his feet, adjusting his stance as if trying to force the confined space to accommodate his massive body while struggling to get closer and closer. He sucked on her tongue and fucked her mouth with his, so deeply she felt it between her thighs.
Intense. He was so aggressive andintense; it was intoxicating.
The floor beneath her feet slid away as he grasped her hips, lifting her. She wrapped her legs around him, clinging to his shoulders, clutching at his neck and hair.
Gripping his erection, he teased her entrance with the thick crown. Letting her slippery desire coat him. The erotic sensation was maddening. And amazing.
She wanted him more than she’d ever wanted anything. She feared losing her mind if this was a one-time, heat-of-the-moment hookup for him. This was the threshold. Once they crossed to the other side, nothing would be the same.
It was terrifying and exhilarating, but she needed all of him. “Logan, please.”
His breathing grew harsh as he pushed into her. A slow, glorious drive until he was fully seated. Whimpering, she rocked on him, yearning for more stimulation.
“Oh, fuck.” His guttural whisper was rough in her ear. “Protection, Ash. I’m sorry.”
“I’m not.” She wanted him like this. Nothing between them. “I’m on birth control. Had a physical before I left.”
“Had one the beginning of the year. You’re safe with me.” He kissed her with bruising force. Such ferocious dominance. “I’ll keep you safe.”
She believed him, believedinhim.
He withdrew to the tip and drove up hard and fast. She was thrust up the tile wall under the water. He angled her hips, adjusting his frame as if trying to gain better purchase. Sweet tension coiled low in her belly, tugging at the depths of her core.
She fully expected him to finish first and was uncertain if she would at all.
During sex she was stuck in her head, unable to let go. The only way she’d been able to come was when a guy went down on her. Outside of bed, she spoke her mind, fought for what she wanted. In bed, she was embarrassed to ask a guyfor that.
Orgasms were fun. Having one with Logan would be special, but what she needed was this closeness, this intimacy, where they shared all of themselves. Everything they had to give.
Without warning, he spun out of the shower, holding her tight against him, gripping her where her thighs met her behind. “Can’t fuck you properly in there.”
He stumbled through the doorway, nibbling at her throat and squeezing her ass. They were soaking wet but steaming hot as he stalked to the bed.
They toppled onto the mattress, fused as one, her tucked beneath him. Then he pulled out in a sudden motion, leaving her aching for the fullness of him.
“Don’t stop,” she breathed.
Crawling down her body, he kissed her breasts, suckling her nipples until she squirmed, licked her stomach, and planted his face between her thighs.
“Logan.” She ran her fingers over his scalp, wishing he had longer hair to curl around her fingers and tug. “You don’t have to.” But boy,oh boy, she wanted him to.
“Have to?” He shot her a hot-as-hell grin. This incredible man, handsome and sensual, was the only one who ever set her heart alight with a smile. “Sweet pea, licking youeverywhereisn’t a chore.”
