Page 74 of The Cutting Edge
Istopinfrontof her door, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves.Get a grip, Logan.But then I imagine her opening the door in that dress,thatdress, and my grip promptly slips.
I knock sharply before I do something stupid, like bust through the door to get to her.
Anticipation courses through my veins, setting my nerves on fire. God, I'm falling hard for this woman. And fast. But with Coco, it all feels so easy and natural. Like we were meant to be. She gets me in a way no one else ever has. And she makes me want to be better. Be everything for her.
When I reach her room, I knock softly, pulses of warmth spreading through me. I'm addicted to her, to the sweetness of her kiss and the softness of her skin. The sound of her laughter and moans.
The door opens, and there she is. A vision in a little black dress and heels, her hair tumbling around her shoulders in waves.
My heart stutters at the sight of her. She's breathtaking. And she's mine.My cock springs to life, pressing against my zipper.
A smile curves her lips as she leans against the door frame, clearly aware of the effect she has on me. "Did you miss me?"
I drop my gear at the door and step forward, unable to resist touching her a second longer. Cupping her face in my hands, I slant my mouth over hers, groaning at the taste of her.
Vanilla lip balm and need. An intoxicating combination.
"You have no idea," I mutter against her lips before deepening the kiss.
Tonight is going to be a very good night.
Coco sighs into the kiss, her hands sliding up my chest to loop around my neck. She presses closer, fitting her body to mine in a way that makes me instantly hard.
I back her into the room, kicking the door shut behind us as I continue to devour her mouth. She moans, the sound vibrating against my lips, and heat races through my veins.
I lift her easily, her legs wrapping around my waist as I carry her to the bed. We tumble onto the mattress together, a tangle of hungry lips and roving hands.
Coco arches into me as my mouth trails down her throat, her fingernails scraping along my scalp. "Logan..."
The needy way she says my name is my undoing. I capture her mouth again, rolling so she's beneath me, cradled between my arms. Our kisses turn messy and deep, fueled by passion and desire.
Her hands slide under my shirt, gliding over my abs and chest, setting my skin on fire. I break away from her lips to yank the tie and dress shirt over my head and toss it aside before returning to her intoxicating mouth.
We're both panting now, the air around us charged and heavy. I trail one hand down her side, curving over her hip to the hem of her dress. My heart pounds as I slowly slide the material up, inch by inch, revealing silky skin and black lace underwear that make my mouth water.
"You're so beautiful," I murmur, voice rough with need as my hands roam all over her body. Coco blushes but doesn't look away, her gaze locked on mine.
And in that moment, I know. This isn't just lust or attraction. What I feel for this woman goes soul-deep.
I'm in love with Coco Charmant.
Tonight, I'll show her just how much.
Chapter thirty-one
Coco
BythetimeLoganfinally,finally, knocked at my hotel room door, anticipation was thrumming through my veins like an electric current.
I launch myself at him and Logan catches me easily, arms wrapping around my waist to lift me off my feet. I kiss him with abandon, desire, affection, and bone-deep longing all mixed into one.
My heart flutters at the feel of Logan's lips on mine, his hands roaming down my back. We stumble toward the bed, limbs tangling, refusing to break apart.
When we hit the edge of the mattress, I collapse onto it, dragging Logan down with me. He braces himself on his forearms, framing my face with his broad shoulders.
Logan's eyes glint with desire as he looks down at me, and I can barely contain the heat that rises in my body. My heart races in anticipation as I slowly reach up to place my hands on his chest, feeling his breath catch.
I slide my hand up under his shirt, eager to touch his warm skin, and finally feel the firmness of his abs and chest. He groans as I trace circles around his nipples, and I swear my own body begins to tremble with pleasure.
