Page 40 of Logan

While their lips moved in concert, their hands flew haphazardly between their bodies, trying to pull their clothes off without ending the kiss. Finally, after they fumbled like teenagers, getting nowhere, Vivian sat up, her hand on the wall of his chest as she panted. Sliding her hands to the bottom of her shirt, she pulled it slowly up over her breasts, teasing him as the material caught on the underside first before revealing her lacy black bra. Flipping the shirt over her head, she tossed it to the side.

Suddenly nervous, she held her breath as his eyes moved from her face to her chest. Lifting one hand, he traced the swell of flesh with his forefinger, dipping down into her cleavagebefore moving over the next swell. Her breasts ached with need, and her nipples hardened.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he groaned, his voice surprisingly reverent as his eyes lifted back to hers.

Smiling in relief, she reached behind her and unclasped her bra, tossing it into the air. As her naked breasts bounced slightly with the movement, she caught Logan’s eyes darkening to a stormy blue. She leaned forward, her nipples now closer, and he lifted his hands, palming their fullness. Rising, he latched his mouth over one, and she gasped as he sucked deeply. He took his time with one breast before moving unhurriedly to the other. She groaned, urging him on.

Rolling, she was now under him as he straddled her body, and his hands moved to her jeans’ zipper. He had to slide so that he was standing to keep from rolling off the small bed. Slowly dragging her pants off, he snagged her black panties as he went. Bending, he kissed her stomach, causing her to jerk.

“My skin feels electrified,” she whispered as his lips moved down. She’d never been ticklish, but as he stood by the bed, his eyes moving from her head to her toes, her body completely naked for his slow perusal, she felt every tingle. “You make me nervous,” she confessed, her voice quivering.

“Don’t be.” His eyes were once more back to hers. “You’re fuckin’ perfection.”

Licking her lips, still tingling from their kisses, she said, “You’re kind of overdressed for what I think is going to happen.”

“Oh, what you think is going to happen is going to happen,” he assured. Jerking his shirt over his head, he reached for his pants while toeing out of his boots. In a few seconds, he stood tall and proud, his erect cock in his hand as he palmed it. Snagging a condom from his billfold, he crawled back on top of her, halting a whisper away from her lips.

She allowed her gaze to travel slowly over his body.His dark brown hair was clipped close, and his daily scruff gave off a dangerous air.She followed his body with her eyes, from his muscular chest to his defined abs.A smattering of chest hair tapered to his waist. “You’re gorgeous,” she whispered, marveling at the play of his muscles as he held himself above her.

She watched him hesitate for an instant as though giving her the opportunity to call a halt to what they were doing. Her response was to grab his cheeks again and pull him down to her. Thrusting her tongue into his mouth, she relished the taste of him as their tongues tangled. She heard his groan, feeling it rumble in his chest as it pressed against her breasts.

Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her feet digging into his ass, urging him on. Lining his erection to her entrance, Logan looked down at her expectant face. “Tell me what you want, Viv,” he ordered, teasing her sex with the head of his cock.Moving it slowly through her wet folds, he closed his eyes briefly as his movements slowed.He inhaled deeply, then opened his eyes.

“I want you. Now,” she answered, her breasts heaving with each pant, her hips bucking upward.

Dipping his mouth, barely touching hers, he whispered, “My pleasure,” before plunging his cock into her sex and his tongue into her waiting mouth.

Moving in rhythm, he started slowly, his cock stretching her as it hit every nerve along the way.In and out, creating friction that drove her to distraction.He moved his tongue along her neck, sucking on the tender area at the base where her pulse throbbed.

Vivian’s hands wrapped around his back, and her legs entwined around his waist, opening herself up more.She heard him groan as she met him thrust for thrust.Moving herfingertips over the ridges of his arms and back, she felt the power of his muscles as they flexed with each stroke.

“More.Harder,” she moaned as the friction built to a crescendo.She squeezed her eyes shut as the world around her fell away, feeling only the rocking of her body as he powered into her.

The bed creaked, and the headboard banged against the wall. He shifted the angle of his hips, grinding them against her taut bundle of nerves.Feeling the world tilting as tremors began in her core, she suddenly felt his cock swell even larger.

“Open your eyes, babe.I want to see you while you come,” he begged.Her eyes focused on him, and she smiled. “Christ, you’re like a vise. You feel so fuckin’ good." He managed to slide his hand between them, pressing on her clit. The tremors exploded outward, and she cried out her release.

As she came down slowly from her personal fireworks, she watched Logan’s ordinarily stoic expression change as his orgasm rocked through him.With his head thrown back, the veins stood out on his neck as he powered through.

A moment later, he fell onto his back on the mattress, rolling to the side as he gulped air. She panted along with him, their sweat-slicked bodies cooling slowly as their heartbeats continued to pound.

“Wow,” she finally breathed.

Chuckling, Logan leaned up just enough to stare down at her. Pushing her damp hair back from her face, he replied, “Yeah…wow.”

He slowly eased from the bed and went into the bathroom. She watched his muscular ass as it walked away and smiled. Then suddenly, the smile dropped away as she wondered if she should get out of his room and return to hers.

A wide yawn nearly split her face, and her eyelids drooped. He came back, and before she had a chance to disappear back toher room, he wrapped his arms around her and shifted to give them more comfort on the tiny twin-sized bed. She draped most of her body on his, her head on his chest, and as he tangled his legs with hers, they just fit if neither moved. But soon, she fell asleep, no longer worried about which bed she was in.

24

Logan woke early to the comforting warmth of a body nestled snugly against him. A smile curved the corners of his mouth as he glanced down at Vivian tucked into the crook of his arm. Her back rested against the wall while the rest of her sprawled over him in peaceful slumber. Her silky hair cascaded over his pillow, the soft tresses across his arm. Her black lashes lay on her cheeks, and her lips parted slightly as soft breaths tickled his chest.

From over her shoulder, he stared into the amber eyes of Sakari, who unblinkingly gave off her annoyance at not having enough room in the bed.

Carefully extracting Viv’s arm from beneath her, he suppressed a chuckle at the realization that she was as immovable as a drowsy zombie in her slumbering state. Padding over the wooden floor to the bathroom, he briskly showered, working out the kinks from a night spent in the cramped confines of their tiny bed. Refreshed, he ventured into the kitchen, making sure to place cat food into the dish before flipping on the coffee maker. Soon the aroma of brewing coffee filled the small space. Seated at the table, he ate a bowl of cerealas he watched the comings and goings next door from his laptop. It appeared the Zamans were having a busy morning.

The soft sound of shuffling footsteps drew his attention, and he looked up as Vivian rounded the corner. His initial grin at seeing her blossomed into a full-blown smile. She’d slipped on a pair of form-fitting yoga pants, an oversized sweatshirt, and her feet were snug in the thick socks she was so fond of wearing. Rising to greet her, he poured a cup of coffee, liberally adding cream and sugar. Pushing it along the counter toward her, he watched as she reached out blindly, circling her hands around the steaming mug.

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