His lips were hot against my lips as his tongue slid against mine. Stubble from his beard scratched my skin as he deepened the kiss and ground his lower body against me. My nipples instantly hardened. I’d never been kissed like this before. With such voraciousness. Like he couldn’t get enough of me.
I let out a little gasp of excitement as he released my lips to trail his down my throat, traveling lower to the rise of my breasts. He squeezed my wrists as I arched against his mouth. In answer he released his hold on my hands and pulled back to stare into my flushed face. My skin felt inflamed and much too tight.
My lower belly flipped at the hunger in his heated gaze.
I’d never felt so wanted in my life.
And to be wanted by him…
“Logan,” I pleaded.
His eyes flared at my plea, and he slipped his fingers under the straps of my dress. With a deliberate slowness that had me panting, he lowered the straps of my dress, tugging on them until the front of it was bunched under my bra. He followed this by tugging my bra down to expose me. Cupping my breasts in his large hands, he stared into my eyes and gave me that sexy little smirk of his. His head descended, and I cried out as his mouth wrapped around my nipple. I reached for him, my arms curling around his neck, drawing him closer. I moaned, my head falling back against the kitchen wall as he licked and sucked and tormented before moving on to my other nipple. My senses were overwhelmed. His scent, his heat, his hardness, and strength. I was surrounded. I’d never felt this way before. Like I might burst out of my skin if he didn’t come inside of me.
I writhed against him, and Logan groaned against my breast, the sound reverberating through me deliciously. In answer he pressed his body deeper into mine and lifted his head to kiss me again. This kiss was harder, wetter, much more out of control. I instantly wrapped myself around him, and my fingers curled in the hair at the back of his neck as I licked and sucked and flicked my tongue against his, our kiss so deep I wasn’t aware of anything but him.
All I knew was that I wanted more and I wanted it now.
My hand slipped under his T-shirt, and I traced his hard stomach before sliding down inside his jeans.
He broke the kiss on a hiss, pressing into my hand as I tried to curl it around his erection against the constraining confinement of his jeans.
I pulled my hand out and began unzipping him. “I want you inside me,” I whispered hurriedly. “I need you.”
He gently brushed my hands away from his erection and slipped his own hand under my dress. As his fingertips trailed along my inner thigh, he asked against my mouth, “Are you ready for me, Grace?”
I nipped at his lower lip and sighed. “I’m so ready for you.”
“Fuck,” he groaned again, his fingers pushing under my knickers. “You are full of surprises.”
“Huh-uh?” I said on a whimper as he slid two fingers inside of me.
I pushed onto them.
He pulled back to stare into my eyes as he fucked me with his fingers. “I never thought you’d light up for the likes of me.”
I gasped, barely cognizant of what he was saying, as I clutched his arm, afraid he’d stop what he was doing to me.
“Jesus, you’re killing me.” His lips skimmed my jaw until his mouth stopped at my ear. “I’m going to fuck you until you see stars.”
I came around his fingers, my cries of release swallowed in his kiss.
As I shuddered against him, I kissed him and sucked on his tongue. His answering growl spurred me on until it descended into the dirtiest kiss I’d ever experienced.
I felt his warm, rough hands on my outer thighs as they brushed my skin, pushing my dress up to my waist. Logan gripped the fabric of my knickers and tugged, and they slid down my legs. I kicked them away, not daring to break the kiss, and the sudden air between my legs increased the tingling need he was building in me again.
We both reached for his jeans, and we shoved them and his boxers down to his ankles, freeing him. Logan pulled back from the kiss, and I glanced down to check him out.
He was big.
Bigger than I’d had inside me before.
“Oh God,” I breathed.
Logan’s eyes darkened. “All for you, babe,” he said as he gripped my legs, spread them, and thrust up into me.
“Logan!” I cried out in pleasured pain, his throbbing heat overwhelming me. All of my focus was on the sensation of his thickness inside me, and I struggled for breath as my body tried to adjust and relax. Logan held still against me, breathing heavily, as though he was attempting to gain a little control.
I didn’t want control.
I wanted more. I pushed my hips against him and he eased me up against the wall so I could wrap my legs around him. It shifted him deeper inside me, and my fingers bit into his shoulders. “Logan!” I arched my head back, and Logan took it as an invitation.
His mouth tugged on my nipple, and my inner muscles clamped around his cock and snapped whatever control he was holding on to. He pounded us into the wall, thrusting into me hard, gliding in and out of me with increasing frenzy.