Page 81 of The Pumpkin Spice Cafe
And then he moved. He thrust into her, holding her steady, her thighs squeezing around his hips. He thrust into her again and again until she whimpered in his arms.
He froze. ‘Am I hurting you?’ His breath was ragged.
‘No, not hurting me.’ Jeanie clung to him, her arms wrapped around his neck. ‘Keep going. So good.’
He kissed her deep and demanding and she took him in, all of him. He changed the angle of his hips and she gasped against his lips. He did it again and he knew she was close, panting and groaning. Again and again, until Jeanie broke around him. Her nails dug into his shoulders, and her heels dug into his back, anchoring him in this perfect moment.
He stayed buried deep, with Jeanie pinned to the wall, and came hard inside her. He held her, their ragged breathing the only sound between them. Jeanie’s thighs were shaking when he eventually lowered her to the ground, and she kept her arms wrapped around his neck.
She placed a kiss on his chest before peering up at him. ‘That was quite the reunion.’
He couldn’t help his smile. ‘I told you; I missed you.’
Jeanie grinned. ‘Well, now you don’t have to.’
Logan blew out a long sigh.
‘But’ Jeanie went on, ‘We can definitely do that again.’
He laughed. ‘Deal.’
* * *
Jeanie in his bed and the cold, fall rain hitting the windows, was Logan’s new favorite thing. She was wearing one of his old worn flannel shirts and nothing else, her hair spread across his pillow. A slow smile curved the corners of her mouth.
He was propped up on one elbow looking down at her and he could only imagine the idiotic look on his face, but he couldn’t help it. He was too damn happy to worry about his face. Somehow, he was lucky enough to get a second chance with this woman and he wasn’t about to take that for granted.
Jeanie traced an idle finger across his bare chest. The light touch made him want to dive back between her legs where he’d already spent most of the afternoon. Her cheeks flushed like she’d had the same thought at the same time.
‘Thanks for kidnapping me,’ she said with a smile. ‘I needed a day off.’
‘Happy to help.’ He dropped his lips to her exposed collarbones and kissed along the ridge, finding her fluttering pulse with his lips. Jeanie’s giggles turned into little sighs as he tugged her closer.
‘I might need another day off to recover from today,’ she said, her voice breathy and raw.
He loved this Jeanie, too. The one that wrapped her legs around him and pulled him close, the one that wanted him as much as he wanted her.
He chuckled. ‘Me, too.’
Her smile imprinted itself on his skin as she buried her face in his neck. He was ready to ensure they’d both need a few days off when Jeanie’s stomach gave a loud rumble. When was the last time she’d eaten? Probably not since this morning. They’d been distracted to say the least.
He eased back. ‘Hungry?’
Jeanie untangled her legs from his. ‘Yeah. Suddenly starving.’
‘I’ve been a horrible captor––. Uh, host.’
Jeanie laughed, the happy sound fizzing all around him. ‘The worst.’ She let her gaze rake over his bare chest. ‘Although, you have been very accommodating in other ways.’
He narrowed his gaze and then dove forward, capturing Jeanie in his arms. She squealed in surprise, laughing as he pinned her to the bed again. ‘So glad you think so,’ he growled as he kissed her neck, his hands finding her curves beneath his oversized shirt.
She squirmed against him, and he nearly forgot his intentions to feed her until her stomach growled again.
‘Damn,’ she muttered.
He laughed, pushing up off of her. ‘I’d never forgive myself if I let you waste away.’ He found sweatpants and pulled them on, enjoying the way Jeanie watched him from the bed.
‘I don’t keep a ton of food in here, but I’m sure we can scrounge up something.’
