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Feeling bold when I see his hand reach out for my waist, I take a quick step back. In the heart of the music, words are impossible. So while I watch his lips move, I can’t hear what he has to say.
I shake my head and tap my ear before doing another spin that brings me even further away when he reaches out one more time. I crook my finger in his direction, beckoning him to me. His eyes are so full of lust, they feel heavy on my skin while he stares me down. Tired of waiting for him to join me, I roll my eyes and shoot him a sassy grin as I turn to face the stage.
Frederick is crooning into the microphone so sensually, I feel like I shouldn’t be watching. But at the same time, I can’t look away as he sings about loving a woman he was destined to never have except for one night of bliss. I’ve heard the song on the radio many times in my life, as it was a number one single over a decade ago, but I had never heard it like this. This was a whole new level of sensuality that has me questioning if I would ever feel that way about someone.
You already do,my inner voice reminds me.
It’s true. Because the man behind me, with his caressing stare I can physically feel tracing my body, was making me realize any sexual feeling or experience from my past has never felt like this song. Like I travel to new planes from their touch, and I might die if I don’t have it again.
Not until Logan Spencer came back into town.
The song fades out, and they blend it into the next. The crowd sways in sync as everyone moves to the change of tempo. Freddy’s back-up singer slides up next to him as he continues to croon. This time they share a story about returning home after missing a longtime love for many years.
I’m leaning against the plexiglass, my hands placed on either side of me as I take in the scene below. My sight snags on couples locked in embraces that sends a thrill down my spine. A few share kisses so hot I almost fan myself as their hips meet, dipping as one to the slow beat.
“You look a little flushed, Gwen.”
His voice is soft against my ear. His breath stirs my hair and tickles my cheek. But that’s not the reason I shiver so hard Logan notices. Standing behind me, so close I can feel his warmth, yet too far away to touch. My body craves to lean back and plaster myself to him, but I refrain. For the moment.
His left hand lands beside mine, while his other moves my long hair away from my neck. I feel him place a soft kiss right below my ear, sending my body into another shiver as goosebumps erupt all over my body. I tilt my head to allow him more access, silently demanding more of his lips on my skin.
Thankfully, he seems attuned to me as he doesn’t waste any time placing more open-mouth kisses from my neck and up to my ear. His nose traces the edge of it, while he hums in satisfaction.
“Fucking delicious,” he murmurs.
Giving in to my body screaming at me, I lean back, finally meeting Logan’s front with my back. My hips still sway to the sultry beat, only now his follow suit. His hand grips my hip through the skirt of my dress, bunching the fabric as we meet each other move for move.
We continue this way as the music continues, but when I can’t take not touching him anymore, I grip his hand holding my hip with mine, guiding it around my stomach as we interlock our fingers. He uses the leverage to pull me in even tighter. That’s when I feel him. His impressive length presses into my backside. The thickness of it sending that now familiar thrill right to my core. I can feel the wetnessbeginning to pool between my legs, between the music and Logan overtaking all of my senses.
I look out into the sea of people below us. All in their own little bubbles. None of them are paying any attention to us right above them. This knowledge sends another thrill through me. One that I have never felt before as a thought forms in my mind.
Releasing his hand, I let my fingers trail lightly along his arm until I slide it right between us. I feel his abs through his tee first, taking a second to scratch my nails through the fabric and earning myself a groan of pleasure as they constrict under my touch. Feeling proud that I could elicit such a reaction out of him and wanting even more, I let my hand drift lower until I land on the bulge threatening to break through his jeans.
“Gwen,” his voice is husky in my ear and full of warning. It’s weak, but it’s there.
“Hmm?” I turn my head to glance back at him.
“What are you doing?”
“Exploring. Isn’t that what we are doing with each other?”
He squeezes his eyes shut as I put pressure on his hard dick one more time. His forehead lands on my temple as he takes a deep breath.
“Anyone could look up here,” he tells me.
Twisting my head a little more, I capture his lips with mine in a bruising kiss. He doesn’t waste any time as he spins me to face him fully, our lips never letting go. My back presses against the barrier behind me as he cages me in with his body. His knee slides between my legs as I widen them to welcome his thigh against my center. I might feel embarrassed later, but yet again, I find myself grinding against Logan. Chasing a high I know he can give me. But when I start to thrust against him, he pulls back slightly. His eyes are wild and hungry.
“I need you,” he whispers against my lips.
I lean forward and nip them quickly as I respond, “Then have me.”
Before I can comprehend his next move, Logan swoops in for another soul-searing kiss as the whole building falls away from my senses. It’s just me and Logan now, and I was very much okay with that. Especially as I feel him guide me back to the couch, my feet immediately follow his guidance without me telling them to.
I plop down on the cushion as he leans over me. His finger trails down my face, to my lips, over my jaw, and down my neck.
“What did I do to deserve you?” he questions mostly to himself.
His finger comes back up to my lips, and I reach out, biting him hard enough to watch his eyes go wild.
