Page 110 of Sins or Secrets
I swallow hard. “No.”
He walks right over to me, stopping when he gets a breath away and placing his hands either side of me. “Just so we’re clear, you want me to stay and… eat you out?”
He runs his tongue over his bottom lip. “Yes.”
My brain has, as of two minutes ago, checked out and I’m leaving it to do whatever it is it wants to do so my body can take over.
“Good, just checking.”
He lowers and presses his lips to mine and my God in heaven, his lips feel so good. So, so damn good.
We kiss and enjoy the tangle of our tongues, extending the play we had on the beach. As he slips his hands into my hair I kiss him harder, and allow myself to savor him.
He is what I need. There is no question in that and it has nothing to do with wanting him.
I need his touch and him in every way I could possibly want him. Right now I want him to do to me what I’ve craved all day. Him to touch and taste me everywhere.
“Let’s go upstairs,” he whispers into my ear.
When we pull apart I’m glad one of us had the sense to be aware of where we were because some of the work men outside can see us. I caught one of them gazing at us, eager to see what we were going to do next.
I look away from him as Logan takes my hand and pulls me away. My thoughts then return to him and what we’ll be doing next.
Years ago when we were sneaking around it was hard to enjoy him. Now we don’t have to do that. We’re adults who can do whatever we want. The knowledge of that sends a thrill racing through me.
Logan locks my bedroom door with the key when we get up to my room. Another thing I wouldn’t have thought to do. Not that anyone has come up here and pushed the door open on me. It would be my luck though that someone would do it tonight and catch me in a compromised position.
When Logan turns to face me I realize I’m nervous. I have no reason to be, but I am. Probably because I’m stepping over that line again and pushing my limits out of my comfort zone.
He reaches for me and fills his palms with my breasts so he can feel me up. His hands on me feel amazing and I wish he could touch me like this forever.
A little moan slips past my lips and he smiles.
“You still like when I play with your tits.”
“Yes.” Yes is all I’m programmed to say.
“Take your clothes off for me and lie on the bed,” Logan says, the sexy as hell timbre of his deep voice amplifying my arousal.
I start by undoing the little clasp on my bikini top. As soon as I do, my breasts fall out, much to his satisfaction.
He tugs on the wrap around my hips. “Everything off.”
I do as he says, taking everything off then he motions for me to lie on the bed.
I do, and look over to him, getting ready to feel his mouth on my skin.
When he comes over to me he starts with closing his mouth over my left nipple and sucking.
As he sucks arousal claws through me and I wonder how it was that I managed to say no to this man.
His tongue swirls around my nipple, working the peaks to intensify the luxuriated sensation flowing through me. Every cell in my body comes to life as he sucks hard and moves from one breast to the other and the arousal ravaging my body swells within my pussy, building and rising to a crescendo I know will take me over the edge and beyond.
Mindless moans fall from my lips, echoing my desperation.
I writhe against his mouth and arch my back against the silky sheets.
I almost die when he slides two fingers into my pussy and starts finger fucking me.
