Page 64 of Meet Me in the Valley
When his fingers toy with the hem of my dress, my hands immediately find purchase on his broad shoulders for balance to still the sway of my arousal. My knees shake and my chest trembles as he slowly pulls the dress up, all while keeping those warm, espresso eyes on me.
“No one else but you.”
The cool air of the room hits my bare thighs, quickly followed by the warm of his breath against my skin. He pulls the silk fabric higher until he’s met with my barely-there black lace thong. His gaze leaves me for a moment to appreciate my choice of panties, dazed in a trance with that sexy-as-hell crooked grin.
“Logan,” I whisper, afraid I might bruise his shoulders with how tightly I’m gripping onto them. I’m so wound tight, so wet beyond belief that just one breath against my aching core will set me off for a millennium.
“Can I kiss you here, T?” His thumbs caress the sensitive skin on the edge of my panties as he watches me writhe beneath his torturous touch. My vision is hazy from the desire pumping through my body, trying to gain control over the spinning in my head. His declarations for me fire off like a New Year’s light show in my head, full of excitement, wonder, and technicolor.
“Y-yes,” I whisper.
Logan’s eyes light with hunger as he licks his full lips before leaning in, placing a soft kiss right over the lace, straight to my pulsing heat.
I shudder with his touch, hands leaving his shoulders to grab hold of the thick blonde locks on the top of his head to hold me steady. My fingers make their way through the smooth strands, gripping tight every time he presses a hot lingering kiss against my lace-clad pussy.
I look down at him with blown-out pupils, holding onto whatever resolve I have left. All I want to do is accept his promises by stripping myself bare,—I’m ready to let him have his way with me on every surface of this hotel room.
“If only you knew the power you hold over me, Tia Young. You want me on my knees for you?”
He pulls my panties down just enough to expose the strip of hair on my mound, giving me a feather-light kiss as I let out a breathy moan.
“‘Cause I promise you …” He draws them lower, fully exposing me.
Kiss.
“I’m not above begging.”
Lick. Kiss.
A noise between a strangled whine and a laugh leaves me. I’m obscenely wet, and my self control is halfway back to California right about now.
“As much as I love seeing you on your knees for me, make good on your promise and seal it with a kiss.”
“That’s not me anymore, baby. I can guarantee that.” His smile is so bright it blinds me with affection, swelling my heart within my chest it feels as if I could explode. Bringing my panties back into their place, he lays one last playful kiss against my center before pulling down my dress.
“Yeah, okay,” I goad him. “We’ll see about tha?—”
He’s off his knees before I can finish my sentence, hoisting me up around his waist. On instinct, I wrap my legs tight around his core, gripping like my life depends on it.
Then it’s fire, fury, and passion, all wrapped in one life-altering kiss. It’s a kiss that holds every promise and possibility. A kiss that fights its way through doubt. A kiss that keeps the devil off our shoulders.
Logan’s tongue explores my mouth, tasting and claiming me, pouring every word he confessed to me straight into my bloodstream. We’re a panting, heaving, insatiable pair as his hands grip and squeeze me, igniting embers across my skin with every plunge of his tongue and nip of his teeth.
I moan, and he swallows it, not letting me come up for air. I grind myself against his straining erection, hard and long. He tastes better than I imagined, a taste that is so wholly Logan, I’m already an addict, ready for my next hit.
Pulling away slightly, he holds onto me with trembling hands. We breathe into each other until we fall in sync, noses touching, lips swollen, and foreheads pressed together. The line’s been crossed, the one we’ve been tip-toeing around and avoiding. Now, there’s nothing in its place. Just us.
I came here for Nora. To bring my sister home. A gift for my mom. And for Dad too. I came with the intention to heal my family, which is still the mission. It’s still the reason I’m here.
But little did I know I’d come here to go all in with my best friend. The guy who others could never compare to. They never held a candle to him—not even close.
One kiss was all it took. Deep down, my soul knew it belonged to Logan, even if my heart needed time to catch up.
I didn’t know it then, but I know it now.
I came to Las Vegas to win big for my family.
But I’ve struck all 7’s across the board with Logan, and the night has only just begun.
