DoingLogan (3 page)

With a savage desperation that would have scared her if she could think, she used her hands and mouth to torment him until he joined her in her frantic climb to the top. Her tongue curled around his cock to tease the sensitive gland. He groaned as his hips bucked sending the head of his shaft between her lips. She sucked him deep, taking him to the back of her throat while squeezing his balls with her hand.

Logan fucked in and out of her mouth. Each thrust growing faster with every plunge. He gripped the side of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair and guiding her movements. She swirled her tongue and pressed two fingers to the sensitive area below his testicles. His hips surged up and her lips stretched to the point of pain as he slammed into her mouth.

“Fuck.”

The heated growl burst into the room as Logan grabbed her shoulders and dragged her off his pulsing flesh. He tugged her up his body and claimed her mouth in a fiery kiss. His hands circled her waist, lifting her to straddle his thighs and bring his cock in line with her pussy. She spread her knees and wiggled her hips, coating him in her cream. The head breached her body and Meredith braced herself for his glorious invasion.

She couldn’t wait. Meredith placed her hands on his shoulders and drove her body down. Impaled on his length her muscles convulsed, clenched and unclenched the white-hot shaft buried inside her. Carnal pleasure filled her, raced out in thunderous waves, drowning every cell in rapture so strong her body stiffened and her mind went blank.

Logan roared, drove up into her pussy again and again. A scream tore from her throat as a second blast of wicked delight exploded inside her. Stars sparkled before her eyes and Meredith collapsed on his chest. He held her pelvis in place, pounding his cock in and out of her quivery flesh until he too found the heights of passion.

Warm spurts bathed her womb and Meredith realized they hadn’t used protection. She knew there could be consequences but it was unlikely and she couldn’t bring herself to be concerned about them now. The idea of being branded by Logan’s sperm gave her a thrill she didn’t want to examine too closely just yet. He’d told her this wasn’t a one-time deal but if she became pregnant it would be a lifetime one. They’d cross that bridge when they came to it—if they came to it.

Right now she could do no more than lie there, her body limp with satisfaction and her mind whirling with the implications of what they’d done. What they would do. Because Meredith had no doubt in her mind that she and Logan would be doing this again. She’d deluded herself into believing getting him into her bed was about sex and all the pleasure she’d never experienced before but she knew different now.

At some point over the years this man had gotten under her skin. He’d even managed to worm his way into her heart. The kernel of feeling unfurling in her chest was something that should surprise her but didn’t. How had she not seen the depth of her feelings? With every heartbeat Meredith realized she’d done a brilliant job of pulling the wool over her own eyes, never mind her
slimeball
of an ex.

“Wow.” The word slipped past her lips on a puff of air.

“Yeah, wow just about covers it.”

Logan’s equally awestruck words went a long way to appeasing the panic threatening to take hold.

* * * * *

Logan admired Meredith in silence. They were in a beachside café enjoying a leisurely Sunday brunch. They’d been dating for three weeks and he couldn’t fathom life without her now. She turned the page on her paper, her eyes meeting his and the smile that bloomed on her lips when she did had the same effect it always did. It made him hard and thrilled to have it aimed at him. He returned her smile before leaning forward to brush his mouth over hers.

“
Mmm
… What was that for?”

“Just because.” He grinned at the look of suspicion in her eyes.

He didn’t blame her for not trusting him. Over the last few weeks he’d taken to surprising her with sneak attacks, each one designed to get her turned on no matter where they were. Just last night they’d had sex in the bathroom of the restaurant where they’d eaten dinner. Last week he’d made her come in the back row of the movie theater, the week before it had been a quick fuck on a secluded part of the beach.

They hadn’t done all their making love in public though. Every room in both their houses had seen some action and she’d even given him a blowjob while he drove down the freeway. That had been the most scary and exhilarating experience of his life. Keeping control of the car while losing control of his body hadn’t been possible, he’d pulled off the road before he lost it completely.

“Don’t worry, I’m not planning to ravish you in public today.” He waggled his eyebrows and leered at her in an exaggerated manner. “No, we’ll need complete privacy for what I have in mind.”

The laughter that spilled from her lips had the blood fizzing in his veins. It had taken a while but finally she’d relaxed enough in their relationship to be herself in public. He was a sick man to get horny about that but there it was—a hard-on under the table. Maybe he could convince her to help him relieve his problem before they finished their food.

“I know that smile, Logan. What are you thinking of asking me to do?” she murmured over the Sunday Times.

“Well…”

Her eyebrows rose, desire sparked in her gaze and he knew he had her.

“I’ve got this really
hard
problem…”

Those sparks turned into a blaze and her pupils dilated leaving a thin outline of brown around the edge. Meredith’s nostrils flared and she squirmed in her seat. Oh yeah, he had her.

“No matter what I do I can’t seem to—” Logan choked on the words in his throat as Meredith’s toes connected with his straining cock. He gulped hard and tried to stifle the groan gurgling in his chest.

He glanced around to make sure no one was watching them and slid down a little farther in his chair. With her gaze glued to his, she used her foot to bring him to the edge of orgasm as quickly as if she’d used her hand. If he’d known how skilled she was with her feet he’d have employed them earlier. Logan gritted his teeth and tried to think of anything but Meredith and her talented toes.

She brought her other foot into play and he thanked his lucky stars for long tablecloths. Logan lasted as long as he could but the rapidly approaching climax wouldn’t be stopped until she took her feet away. He reached under the table to grab her ankles. Holding them still, he closed his eyes and breathed slow and deep. Seconds passed before he had himself back in control.

Logan opened his eyes to find Meredith staring at him with a lust-filled gaze. It did his ego good to know he wasn’t the only one so easily affected by their encounters. He glanced at her plate and saw she’d barely touched her food but he felt an unrelenting need to drag her home and fuck her senseless.

“Are you done?” His voice came out scratchy with desire.

Meredith nodded and pushed back her chair.

On her feet before he’d even got his wits about him, she handed him the paper. It took him a second to work out she wasn’t asking him to carry it but offering it as cover for the raging hard-on stretching the front of his pants. He tossed some money on the table and stood. A dull ache stabbed at his cock as his shorts dug into the swollen appendage.

He tried to walk normally but it was a little difficult with the tightness in his groin and the woman next to him. She smelled like sunshine and coffee and he couldn’t wait to get her home to finish breakfast.

Chapter Three

They made it as far as the connecting door from the garage. Meredith would never get used to the way each time they touched they craved more. Every kiss, every stroke of a finger, every lick of a tongue felt like the first time. Clothes flew around the hall as hungry hands pulled them off and flung them out of the way. The room was filled with the sound of tearing cloth and harsh breaths.

She freed his cock and circled it with her hands. Hot steel covered in silk slid through fingers trembling with desire. Dropping to her knees she tried to take him in her mouth but Logan had other ideas. He pushed her back until she lay before him and came down over her.

“I need…”

He shoved her legs wide and lay between them, his cock poised to enter her dripping pussy and Meredith was grateful for the IUD she’d had fitted. No more worrying about condoms. They thrust forward together. Their hips collided in a burst of electric fire that consumed them both. Soft gave way to hard—her body yielding to the pleasure Logan’s delivered. His cock stroked the length of her channel with each slide. In and out, the hot drag drove her higher until there was nothing but him.

Logan rolled them until he was on the hardwood floor and she straddled his hips. He drove his cock into her and she quickly steadied her knees beside his waist and took control. She rode him for all she was worth, grinding and rocking her pelvis for maximum stimulation. Leaning back, she changed the angle of penetration and sent them careening out of control.

They climaxed together, jolting with each wave of ecstasy. Logan arched off the floor and Meredith threw her head back and held on until the last ripple subsided. She fell forward to be caught in Logan’s arms, he wrapped them around her back and pulled her close, their bodies still joined.

“God I love you.”

His breathless words stopped her heart. For weeks she’d played the ignore-that-twitch-in-her-heart game, not wanting to put herself out there to be trampled all over. She’d survived her ex because her love for him had died a natural death years before but with Logan things were different. Everything she felt with him was magnified a thousand times and Meredith knew without doubt if she let herself love him and he walked away it would kill her.

“You’re very quiet.”

She struggled to find words. Ones that wouldn’t destroy what they had—wouldn’t hurt Logan by rejecting his love. A deep sigh left her chest and she pushed up to look at him. In the depths of his eyes she found the courage to forge a future that just might have a happy ever after.

“I can’t give you that yet.”

He smiled. A bone-melting, toe-curling smile that was full of love and the promise of all the good things to come.

“I’m not asking for you to give me anything, Meredith. I just want you to accept my love, allow me to show you that love.”

His hand cradled the back of her head, his fingers tangling in her hair. He pulled her down until their mouths were a breath apart. His gaze remained on hers as he pressed his lips to hers. Slowly he kissed her, licked out to trace the seam before probing inside to taste her. She melted into him. Let him take her deeper.

What seemed like hours passed before they pulled apart, gasping for breath. She stared at him and only felt relief, the fear she’d held on to had vanished in the face of this man’s love. She could see herself loving him. Hell, maybe that tremble in her heart really was love, she just needed to trust and let it free.

* * * * *

Meredith stretched lazily. They were lying in bed having virtually crawled there after they’d fucked each other senseless in the hall. She tried to drag up the energy to move, to get up and see about dinner. She’d lost track of time but the darkness of the room suggested evening had arrived. They’d made love again when they’d made it into the bedroom. The room smelled of sex, she smelled like sex. A shower was in order if she ever found the strength to walk again.

Logan’s hand landed on her stomach, traced slow circles on her skin. The motion lulling her to sleep while stirring arousal that had no business being stirred. It didn’t seem to matter how often they had sex they couldn’t get enough. In the last few weeks she’d had more sex than in her entire life and still she’d gladly have more with Logan. Anytime. Anywhere.

She turned on her side to face him and his hand scooted across her tummy to rest on her hipbone. A lock of hair had fallen across his eye and she pushed it back with a finger.

“You know sometimes this doesn’t seem real, like it’s all a dream.” Meredith searched Logan’s face, the need for reassurance suddenly beating with her heart. “Ouch!”

“Nope, you’re awake, definitely not a dream.” He smiled at her.

She brought her hand around to rub her smarting butt cheek. “You pinched me.”

“Wanted to be sure we weren’t dreaming.” This time he laughed.

Meredith snuck her hand up and pinched his nipple. His laughter stopped and he looked at her with narrowed eyes. “Payback’s a bitch you know.”

He lunged for her. Scrambling to get away, she tangled herself in the bedding. With her trapped, he took full advantage and began to tickle her. After weeks spent together, he knew all the right spots and it wasn’t long before tears of laughter streamed down her face and she struggled for breath.

“Uncle. Uncle,” she panted. “I give. No more.”

She collapsed to the bed, giggling as Logan continued to run his fingers along her skin.

“You’re beautiful when you smile.” He dropped a kiss on her forehead and bounded out of bed. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up and I’ll take you out to dinner.”

Meredith took the hand he offered and let him pull her to her feet. He turned her toward the bathroom and slapped her on the ass.

“Hey!”

Chuckling, he nudged her forward. “You need to move quicker.”

“I’m lucky I can move at all after today.” Her legs ached as she walked across the room. “Every part of me hurts.”

“If you’re even luckier I might give you a massage.”

His big hands closed over her shoulders, his thumbs rubbing into the tight muscles of her neck. She stumbled as the soreness turned to pleasure. A moan slid past her lips and Logan laughed.

“Damn you’re easy.”

“Only with you,” she murmured.

He spun her around and claimed her mouth—the kiss scorching and mind-numbing. Logan licked and nibbled until she thought she’d turn to liquid and puddle at his feet.

Slowly, he walked her backward, all the while devouring her mouth. She slipped on the bath mat and he lifted her off her feet to carry her. The cold tile met her back and Logan’s heat pressed into her front, plastering his hard muscles to the entire length of her. A shiver traveled down her spine and goose bumps sprang up in a rolling wave from her neck to her knees.