Page 17 of Accidentally Kidnapping the Mountain Man

“Right now, I want your mouth, Logan.”

He groans and pulls back slightly while sliding his hand from my cheek to cup the back of my neck. My heart is going a million miles an hour, my stomach is exploding with butterflies, and I’ve never been so aware of my clit in my life. I’m practically shakingwith excitement, with arousal. His hand is so big and warm on the back of my neck that I feel like my spine is melting under his touch.

“You’re so responsive, baby. So eager.” His gaze flicks down to my mouth. “Fucking perfect.”

“I’ve thought about kissing you dozens of times, Logan. But now I want the real thing. Show me what to do.”

“Kissing is about more than just lips on lips,” he says, his voice gritty. “It’s about the breaths, touching, connection.” He slowly slides his other hand around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest. The movement makes my black pencil skirt slide up my thighs, and I feel exposed despite the layers of clothing between us. My breasts press against his hard chest, making my nipples ache in a way I’ve never experienced before. I can’t stop the gasp that escapes from my mouth.

“I’m going to start slow. Like this.” He brushes his lips against mine. It’s not really even a kiss, more of a caress. But even still, my eyes flutter closed and I melt into Logan. He does it again, lingering a little longer this time. “Your lips are so soft, baby. So sweet.” He brushes again. “Does that feel good?”

I nod eagerly. “So good. I want more.”

“The next step is to add a little pressure.” He presses his lips more firmly against mine, and I press back, acting purely on instinct. Logan’s lips are so warm and firm, and the scent of him, the heat of his massive body, is driving me wild. He tilts his head, deepening the kiss slightly, and I follow his lead, letting my lips part.

My entire body feels like it’s on fire. Hot and glowing. Of course I’ve thought about what kissing would feel like, but apparently my imagination came up woefully short, because this…god, it feels good.

“Good girl,” he moans softly, the praise sliding over me like silk. Like velvet. “Now, use your tongue. Just a little at first. Likethis.” His tongue slides against my lower lip, and I swear, I feel it in my pulsing clit. I make a sound that’s half gasp, half moan, and Logan pulls back. He grins as he meets my eyes. “You okay?”

I nod, my face hot, my chest rising and falling in quick pants because I can’t seem to catch my breath.

“Yes,” I whisper. “More than okay.”

He nods. “We don’t have to do more than this, Kaylee. You’re so innocent that I don’t want to rush if you’re not ready. We can keep just kissing for as long as you need.”

I shake my head slowly. “I want more than just kisses, Logan. Knowing that you want me…” I lean forward, wrapping my arms around his neck and whispering in his ear. “I want to give you everything, Daddy.”

He groans and I feel his hard cock jerk beneath me.

“So sweet and innocent and so dirty and eager at the same time. Have I told you that you’re fucking perfect? Because goddamn, Kaylee. I feel like I’m about to have a heart attack.”

Logan’s voice sounds like he’s swallowed sandpaper, and it makes me shiver against him. My skin is tingling, my pussy dripping.

“Show me more,” I breathe, pulling back and dragging my tingling lips over his. “I want to learn everything from you.”

Logan groans softly, the sound vibrating against my mouth. “Such a good girl,” he murmurs, his tone dripping with approval. “So eager to please me, aren’t you, sweet Kaylee?”

His hand slides up into my hair, tangling there as he cradles the back of my head. The movement tilts my face up toward his, and I whimper in anticipation, writhing slightly in his lap.

“Open those pretty lips, baby,” he rasps. “Give me your mouth if you want more.”

I part my lips obediently, and Logan wastes no time claiming my mouth. His tongue sweeps past my lips, stroking confidentlyagainst mine. Sparks dance down my spine at the contact, and I know that I’m already addicted to Logan’s mouth.

“That’s it,” he praises roughly. “Just like that. Move with me. Slide your tongue against mine.”

I try my best to follow his lead, shyly sliding my tongue against his. My pulse is hammering in my clit, my nipples are aching points, and I feel like I could get drunk off of Logan’s kisses.

Logan groans against my mouth, and a heady rush of excitement rushes over me.

“Such a fast learner,” he murmurs against my mouth. “You’re a natural, Kaylee. You’re perfect. Made for me.” He kisses me again, going deeper into my mouth this time and making me shake with how aroused I am. “Mine,” he growls that last word, his fist tightening in my hair.

“Yours,” I agree on a sigh. All of this with Logan is fast and crazy and intense, and also the only thing I’ve ever done in my life that has felt so incredibly right.

I lean in and kiss him again, feeling bolder, feeling greedy for the taste of him.

Logan growls low in his throat and tugs at my hair as he takes over the kiss, his tongue stroking deeper, taking and giving at the time same. I’m only vaguely aware of the desperate little whimpers spilling from my throat as Logan fucks my mouth with his tongue.

“That’s my sweet, pretty girl,” he groans when he pulls back several minutes later, leaving me dazed and panting. God, if this is what it’s like doing nothing but kissing with our clothes on, I’m going to combust when we actually get naked. “So responsive. So perfect.” He strokes his thumb over my swollen lower lip, his eyes hot and bright. “You’re doing so well, baby. Learning so fast.”

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