Page 80 of Snared Rider

He smiles and I can’t stop but grinning. “You okay with that?”

I kiss him to show him just how fine I am with this plan, and to make sure he definitely knows it, I add, “I’m more than okay with it.”

For months we’ve been sneaking around, trying to find privacy where we can. This is not easy, given Logan has a room at the clubhouse—which is always bustling—and I live with Dad. Our own space is something I’ve dreamt about. That we will only have a fleeting time here hits me hard.

This must show in my expression because Logan says, “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… I wish we could be together like this forever. I hate that we’re always sneaking around.”

He pulls me against him and kisses my forehead before trailing more down the side of my face. He finally stops his sensual assault after pressing his lips against my mouth.

“I’m sick of hiding too,” he tells me, and the tone of his voice surprises me. He sounds… pained.

“You are?”

“Yeah, baby. I want to tell everyone you’re mine.”

I stare at him, trying to see the truth in his words but he doesn’t give me any indication he’s lying.

“Really?”

“Really. We’ll tell everyone tomorrow night at your party.” Nervous energy rolls through me and he must sense it because he gives me a gentle squeeze. “It’ll be fine, Beth. No one’s going to say shit about us being together.”

I tilt my head back to look up at him. “I don’t want my father to beat the shit out of you for taking advantage of his only daughter.”

His brow rises practically into his hairline. “I took advantage of you?”

I smirk at him. “Hell yeah. And you’d better keep taking advantage of me, Logan Harlow.”

His hand slips between us to cup my pussy through my jeans. “In that case…”

His lips find mine again and he backs me against the counter. Then his hands go under my armpits and he hoists me up onto it. My legs part to give him room to stand between them even as he keeps his lips locked to mine.

Then his hand goes back between my legs and all thoughts of what we’re facing tomorrow leaks out of my head. All I can focus on is Logan and what he’s doing. And what he’s doing feels really fucking good.

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