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“Down, boy,” Meadow teased, eyeing his long shaft lying across his thigh. Even semi-erect it was impressively large.

She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, lifting her eyes to his face. “You’re dangerous, you know that? A man who can cook, dance and fuck as well as you should be illegal.”

“I know, right?” he agreed with a cocky grin. “I’m totally a triple threat.”

She smirked. “Well, technically, a triple threat means you can sing, dance and act. So—”

He slapped her bare butt.

“Ow,” she laughed.

“Smartass.” He hooked an arm around her waist and pulled her close until she lay on her side facing him.

She smiled dreamily as he brushed her damp hair off her forehead and leaned in to kiss her temple, ghosting his mouth down to her cheek. When she started humming the tune of “Asalto,” he smiled against her skin.

Nibbling the curve of her jaw, he whispered, “Move in with me.”

She froze, a quiver of shock running through her.

In the silence that followed, his lips stilled on her jaw.

She couldn’t say anything. He’d rendered her speechless.

Slowly he raised his head and looked down at her. “Too soon?”

She stared up at him, swallowed hard and nodded.

He rubbed his thumb over her bottom lip. “I knew you’d feel that way. But I figured it was worth a shot.”

She swallowed again. “Moving in together…that’s a big step, Logan.”

“I know.” One corner of his mouth lifted. “Believe me, it’s not something I take lightly.”

“Oh, I believe that, Mr. Confirmed Bachelor with the tricked-out man cave.” She smiled slightly, searching his eyes. “Are you disappointed?”

“Yes,” he admitted with a sigh. “But I know you’re not ready, and I promised not to rush you. So I won’t, even though it’s hard as hell not to.” He paused, frustration flickering in his eyes before he skimmed his knuckles down her cheek. “Just think about it, okay?”

She nodded slowly. “Okay.”

His face softened. Then he leaned down and kissed her, long and deep, sliding his tongue against hers while his fingers moved between her legs, tenderly parting her folds and rubbing her clit. Her thighs went hot and quivery, every fiber of her being sizzling to life.

Without releasing her mouth, he pressed her back onto the mattress and sank slowly inside her. Their eyes locked, communicating everything they felt for each other. Once Logan started to move, it didn’t take them long to fall into a deep, passionate rhythm.

After they climaxed together, he stayed buried inside her, unwilling to break their connection as they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Chapter Thirty-Three

LOGAN

Logan would have given anything to spend the morning in bed with Jupiter. Hell, the whole day. Even after spending half the night between her glorious legs, he still couldn’t get enough of her.

But duty called. So after they enjoyed breakfast in bed, he showered and dressed for morning skate while she watched him from under the covers. Before leaving he kissed the hell out of her and commanded her to wait right there for him. She put up a token protest, which he silenced with another kiss. When she let out one of those breathy moans and sucked his tongue, it was all he could do not to strip naked and pounce on her.

He had to forcibly drag himself out the door, and his dick was throbbing so hard he thought the top would blow off. He arrived at the practice arena with just enough time to suit up before joining his teammates on the ice.

Afterward when he and Hunter were walking out of the showers with towels slung around their waists, Hunter asked, “So how’d dinner turn out? Did Meadow enjoy the Milanesa?”

Logan grinned. “She sure did.”

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