Page 58 of Embattled Return

Going between his thighs, she leaned up enough to walk her fingers up the center of his chest. “You have the energy? I’m okay waiting until morning.”

Logan shook his head. “Not gonna happen. You’ve been a beautiful distraction all day today, and I can finally focus on you the way I need to. Go do what you need to do in the bathroom, and I’ll meet you in the bed.”

Marigold didn’t need to be told twice. Pushing to her feet, she headed into the bathroom. Brushing her teeth while she brushed her hair out, she tried to be quick, arousal humming in her blood. Logan only had to look at her and her body began to ready for him.

Stepping out of the bathroom, she jerked to a halt in the doorway. Logan was stretched out on the bed on his side, scarred, ripped abs taut as he swung her brilliant pink dildo in his hand. He was grinning as he pressed the buttons, putting her little machine through its paces.

Marigold’s cheeks flamed with heat, but the embarrassment was totally worth Logan’s broad grin. Had she ever seen him smile like that before? “What? Never seen a pink dildo before?”

Logan laughed. “Can’t say that I have actually. Does pink work better than every other color?”

She giggled as she went to her knees on the bed beside him. “I don’t know. Works fine for me.”

Sitting up, he motioned to the mattress. “Lay down.”

A shiver rolled through her at the command in his voice and she moved to comply, laying flat before him. Marigold would have liked to blame the cool air of the apartment for her puckered nipples and the goose-bumps running down her body, but she knew it was the look in his eyes. There was intent, there, and a confidence she hadn’t seen in him before. The biggest thing she saw, though, was promise. As tired as he was, he was determined to give her pleasure.

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Logan lookedat the bounty before him and he didn’t know where to start. Marigold lay completely naked, blinking up at him languorously. There was a soft smile on her lips, and her nipples, the same delicate color, were puckered, as if awaiting his touch.

The dildo was off, but he knew which button to push to start the gentle buzzing. It was about six inches long and curved slightly, he assumed to reach her G-spot. “Do you use this a lot?”

Her smile spread. “Only when I’ve been really disappointed with a date.”

“So, how often is that,” he growled.

“Most of the time,” she grinned, shifting her hips.

“I’ll make you a promise,” he said, voice low. “As long as you’re with me, you’ll never have to use this. Unless I’m using it on you,” he grinned.

She grinned back, her arms lifting up above her head as she arched for him. Turning the vibrator on to the lowest setting, he touched it to the gentle swell of her belly. The skin twitched and she wiggled away, gasping. He followed her though, not letting her shift too far away. “Hold still,” he warned.

Marigold went still, until he brushed the head of the dildo around her right nipple. He avoided the tip, but worked all the way around her plump flesh. She moved to try to make him touch her nipple, but he pulled away to focus on another part of her body. He’d seen the way she’d reacted to nipple pressure, and he didn’t want her to come too soon. This was too much fun.

Shifting, he touched the arch of her right foot with the head of the dildo, chuckling when she gasped and jerked. Running the machine up her calf, he tried to anticipate which way she would shift as he moved higher, and he followed her. Circling to the front of her thigh he ran it up the length, then danced lightly across her bare mons and down the other thigh. By the time she gasped with shock at the intimate touch in her pubic area, he was already gone.

“Oh, Logan...”

That breathiness in her voice would be his undoing. It became Logan’s sole focus, to make her hiss and sigh and moan as he ran the dildo over her skin. When he touched it to her nipples, she arched like she was being snapped by a live wire. Her legs shifted restlessly and he could see the shine of moisture on her thighs. Her legs spread, wanton, as she begged him without words to delve into that wetness and satisfy her.

Mari was completely waxed here, and he’d never seen such a pretty pussy. Her lips were swollen, begging for any kind of touch, and as he neared her center her hips rocked toward him. “Stop teasing, please,” she begged.

It was so much fun, though.

Then she reached down to touch herself. “No,” he told her, pushing her arms above her head again.

Then she began to play dirty. Rather than reaching for her own body, she reached for him. Logan only wore his athletic shorts, and he’d been hard ever since he’d found the dildo in her nightstand drawer. As he just barely brushed the head of the dildo along the seam of her wet lips, she wrapped her hand around his aching cock.

Logan went still, need roaring through him, then he very carefully drew her hand away from his body. Very deliberately he put her hand on her own breast, and she began to tweak her nipples. Her knees fell open and he glided the head of the dildo through her wetness. He needed to satisfy her, because he didn’t think he was going to last much longer. Just looking at her writhing on the bed in front of him was almost enough to get him off. If he focused, he was sure he could.

As he parked the head of the dildo at the entrance to her body, he pressed the button to make it vibrate faster, pushing it forward. The slick silicone slid oh, so easily into her body. Marigold lifted her legs, opening herself up for him, and he manipulated the dildo into, then out of her body. Moving faster, he mimicked the way he wanted to plunge his own body into her. With his second hand, he found her clit with his thumb and began to circle.

That was all it took for her to scream out and arch, her body lost to sensation as she orgasmed. Logan kept the dildo moving, until she twisted away from the touch. “Stop, please,” she begged.

Flicking the power off, he set the machine aside. Mari’s body was flushed with pleasure, her nipples dark with blood flow. Her body quaked with delicious aftershocks. It took her a minute to even rouse enough to look at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure.

That precious, unguarded look was almost satisfaction enough for him. If she had rolled over and gone to sleep, he would have probably done the same. Instead, she cupped his neck and pulled him down onto her, kissing her way along his jaw and to his mouth. Logan got lost in her kiss, and the feel of her body opening to him. Mari’s thighs widened for his hips, and she arched up into him, searching. Shifting, Logan pushed his shorts away. His cock was hard as a rock, and he slid home easily, only remembering at the last minute to grab a condom. Mari waited for him to rejoin her, thighs wide to accommodate him as he resettled between her thighs. She shuddered and huffed out a breath against his neck. “Oh, Logan,” she panted. “I didn’t think I had another one in me after that, but I might surprise myself.”

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