Page 107 of Sin Bin

She sat perfectly still, letting his heated words sink in.

“I was looking forward to having dinner with you. That was all I could think about the whole week you were gone. When you canceled on me, I couldn’t stand the thought of not spending the evening with you. I would have gone anywhere you wanted just as long as I could be in your fucking presence.”

Meadow stared at him, his impassioned confession crashing through her like thunder and leaving her breathless. “Logan—I—”

He leaned over and crushed his mouth to hers.

It was as if someone had thrown a lit match on a puddle of gasoline.

She kissed him back, submitting to his raw aggression and fierce intensity. Everything that had transpired up to that moment, every angry word spoken, ceased to matter. Nothing mattered but this kiss.

Logan caught his fingers in her hair, urging her closer as his hungry mouth moved hotly over hers, his teeth sinking into her bottom lip, his tongue greedily stroking hers.

She shivered with pleasure and whimpered his name, one hand gripping his hard bicep, the other grabbing the back of his head to pull him even closer. Need was clawing at her insides, lust like she’d never experienced before.

He angled his mouth over hers, kissing her with such raw, single-minded intensity she thought she would explode from the heat raging through her.

She trembled as he cupped the back of her head in his palm and pinned her against the headrest, not letting her move as his mouth devoured hers, turning her body into pure molten fire. She moaned beneath his lips, curling her fingers into the soft hair at his nape and twining her tongue around his.

A primitive growl rumbled deep in his throat before he reached down and unsnapped her seat belt so he could get to her better. Her heart was thundering, and she was so hot she burned from the inside out.

Still kissing her mouth, he ran his hand over her hip and down to her leg. His touch seared through her dress, igniting every inch of her skin and making her quiver.

He stared into her eyes as his hand slipped under her dress and moved up her thigh with a slowness that drove her nearly frantic with need. When his thumb grazed her aching clit through her underwear, a jolt of electricity sizzled through her body.

Sucking her bottom lip, he pushed her lace panties to the side. She had a momentary flash of embarrassment when she remembered that she hadn’t shaved down there in a few months. But then his fingers slid through her damp curls and rasped against her throbbing folds—and she ceased to care about her untamed bush.

He rubbed her clit with his thumb, circling the wetness over it as she shuddered against her seat. Her thighs fell apart, inviting an even deeper caress.

He obliged her, easing one long finger inside her slick opening. Her muscles contracted and she moaned into his mouth, her eyes crossing in ecstasy.

“Look how wet you are.” His finger withdrew and slowly entered her again. “Oh, baby, you’re fucking soaked.”

Heat rose to her cheeks even as she shamelessly arched into his hand with a tiny whimper.

“You like this, don’t you?” he whispered against her parted lips, increasing her shudders of pleasure. “I love how your hot little pussy opens up like a flower for me. It’s incredible.”

When he pressed his thumb against her clit and slid two more fingers inside her, she groaned and arched back in the seat, her heels digging into the leather carpeting.

“Logan…oh God…”

His thumb circled her clit while his fingers slowly pumped in and out of her. She moaned loudly, the pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.

He thrust his fingers deeper, stroking her G-spot as her hips churned against the pressure and her clit sizzled beneath his touch. When her body started spasming, she let out a strangled cry and clamped her thighs together, trapping his hand between them.

His night-dark eyes were piercing and intent, watching her orgasm unfurl over her face. She called out his name in rasping half sobs as her flesh pulsed around him, her hips bucking against his palm.

“That’s it, angel. Come for me.” His face was a fierce mask of triumph, his eyes narrowed almost gloatingly. He looked as if he were feeding off her ecstasy, gaining strength and power from it.

She closed her eyes as the orgasm continued rolling through her in undulating waves. It was so powerful, so relentlessly intense she thought she would never stop climaxing. Logan made a groaning noise deep in his throat as her pussy repeatedly convulsed around him, leaking more juices onto his hand.

When the spasms finally tapered off to tiny ripples, she sank back against the seat with a spent sigh. Her chest was heaving and her skin was flushed and dewy with sweat.

When Logan brushed his lips over hers, she opened her eyes slowly and stared at his face above her. The scorching intensity of his gaze rippled down her spine and stole what little breath she had left.

“I love watching you come,” he whispered against her mouth. “It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

His words and the way his eyes held hers, hot and feral, made her pussy clench viciously around his fingers.

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