Loved.
And he did love her. Body, heart, and soul. The words were there, right on the tip of his tongue. But as he carefully settled himself on top of her perfect, luscious curves, Logan knew this wasn’t the time.
It was bad enough they were doingthisafter the night she’d had. Not that he had any intentions of stopping.
Let’s see. Natalie Garrison is in my bed. Naked. And I’m wasting my time thinking about how I’mnotthinking about pulling back and stopping it. Why, exactly?
Message received loud and fucking clear, Logan got busy making this a night neither of them would forget.
Wanting more time with her beautiful, plump breasts, he balanced himself on one elbow while using his free hand to play and explore. With the gentlest of touches, he slowly caressed each one; his fingers tracing the outside swell before slipping down along the u-shaped curves below.
Goosebumps sprung in his wake, and Logan took far more pleasure in that than he probably should have. But any reaction to his touch—every reaction—was like winning the grand prize in every category at every 4H fair he’d ever attended as a kid.
He found her rosy nipple, erect and begging for attention. More than happy to oblige, Logan leaned down, taking it into his mouth and loving it to his heart’s content. When he was finished with that one, he gave the same sensual attention to the other.
Natalie ran her fingers through his short hair, and when he carefully pulled her nipple between his teeth, she filled her fist and squeezed. His scalp burned, the pleasurable pain fueling his already overwhelming desire for more.
For everything.
But Logan held back, determined to make this as good as he could for her.Alwaysfor her. By the time he was finished, Natalie was writhing with need beneath him.
Which of course, had been his plan all along.
“Logan, please,” she begged, her breaths coming in short pants.
Jesus, he loved it when she begged. But only for him. Only for his touch.
Anything else this woman wants…anything she needs…it’s hers. Tonight. Tomorrow.
Forever.
“You sure you’re ready?”
“God, yes!” She let her thighs fall open, her legs spread beneath him in an invitation from God himself.
Because onlyHecould create something so perfectly beautiful. Both inside and out.
“Please, Logan.” Natalie lifted her pelvis, grinding her hips against his in search of her second release. “I need you inside me.”
Yep. It’s official. I have died and gone to Heaven.
More than ready to spend eternity locked inside an angel like the one still moving desperately beneath him, Logan settled himself between her splayed legs once more. Reaching between them, his knuckles brushed over her swollen clit as he took himself in hand.
Moisture coated his fingers from both their greedy, wanton bodies. Releasing his aching dick, balanced his weight with a forearm on either side of her head.
“You good?” He had to ask. And then… “Shit! Condom.”
He started to get up, but stopped when Natalie dug her heels into his ass to keep him from moving.
“Wait.”
“What?”
“I know you got tested regularly in the Navy. But what about since then? Didn’t you have to go through all that when you got hired on at the company you’re with now?”
“I did, but—”
“When was the last time you slept with someone?”