Page 16 of My Perfect Valentine

“Words, beauty.”

“Yes, I’m sure.”

“I want you naked. I don’t want a stitch of clothing between us,” he says.

I swallow hard and drop my gaze from his. He tips my chin up with his finger. “None of that. There's not one thing about you I won’t find sexy as hell. By the end of tonight, you’re going to love your body the way I do. Shit, who’s saying you won’t like what you see with me?”

I give him a double take, and stare at him like he’s grown a second head. “What are you talking about? You’re perfect. You’re every girl's dream. All the women at the gym who drool over you and watch you like a puppy.”

Logan’s eyes blaze. “Do you drool over me? Because you’re the only woman in the world. I want to be your dream.”

Shy, I sink a little more into the couch. “You’re so much more than my dream. You're my biggest wish.” I whisper and grow mortified by confessing.

Logan sinks onto me further and gives me soft kisses, like he’s sipping on me for a taste. “I’ve been wishing for you all my life, beauty, and when I saw you for the first time, I became a believer that wishes come true.”

Tears well up and I purse my lips together, fighting my emotions from spilling all over the place and ruining this perfect moment.

“Oh, beauty.” Logan cups my cheek and grazes his thumb against it. “You’re so perfect, and you have no idea, but I’m here now and I’m going to show you every day. It’s soon, and it’s fast and it’s probably crazy, but I’m making the choice to choose you every day. I love you, and I’m going to work hard to have you love me.”

The tears fall and I shake my head. “You’re wrong. You won’t work hard because I’m already in love with you. No doubt it was love at first sight for me, but I never imagined it could be possible.”

Logan doesn’t hesitate. He kisses me like our lives depend on it. When he slows down, I push on her shoulders to lift him off me a little. “Make love to me.”

Logan smiles and stays still for a moment as his eyes cascade over me, like he’s taking a mental picture of this. I don’t blame him because I’m doing the same.

Chapter 10

Logan

Never have I beenso lucky and blessed in all my life. I’ve won everything and I’m going to spend the rest of my life cherishing my beauty like the goddess she is.

“You’re mine, Addie. You understand that, right?”

She nods and stares me down. “Damn straight, and you’re mine. I don’t share.”

I groan. “Thank fuck, because I don’t either.”

My cock is as hard as it’s ever been, and having her beneath me is a problem that needs to be solved quickly. I get off of her and pick her up, because our first time together won’t be on the couch. It’s going to be on our bed where I have her sprawled outbefore me, so I have all the time in the world to explore every inch of her several times.

In the bedroom, I stand her in the middle and tell her to spin for me. She cocks her brow, but does as she’s told.

“Good girl.” Addie jolts and swivels her head over her shoulder to look at me. Her eyes ignite further, and I grin.

My girl has a praise kink. Nice. I can work with this.

“Beautiful. Now, strip for me. Slowly.”

Addie hesitates and nibbles on her bottom lip and my dick jumps, imagining sliding myself in between those lips while she gets me sloppy wet.

“Be a good girl for me, beauty, and show me what’s mine.”

Addie’s eyes flare again, and her resolve is quick. She wants to be my good girl so badly. I put my hands in my pockets to stop myself from touching her.

Acting as if she has all the time in the world, Addie pulls down the zipper on the side of her dress, and it falls into a puddle of fabric around her feet. I gasp as she has a matching pantie and strapless bra set that is a pale pink with lace framing her delicately.

My mouth waters as a noticeable wet spot appears on her panties.

She tries to cover herself.

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