Logan turns the car off and I blink, realizing we’re back at his house. We walk in, locking the door behind us and throwing the keys on the hall table. Logan grabs my hand, spinning me around to face him. My stomach flutters at the tenderness in his eyes.
He steps closer, his arm wrapping around me, as he lowers his mouth to mine. I relax into his hold, melting into his kiss. The press of his palm on my lower back, pulling closer, sends a rush of pleasure racing through me. He breaks the kiss, pulling back just far enough to pull my top over my head. His hands are warm and firm on my back, sure and confident in his movements. The kiss is hot, sweet, and consuming all at the same time. I could forget my name when his lips are on mine. Logan somehow manages to guide us to the bedroom without breaking the kiss. His steady hands are always there, like a shield of protection.
I step into the bedroom and Logan breaks the kiss with a smirk. He loosens his tie, and he pulls it off. His chest brushes mine as he steps closer, his hands gripping my wrists and putting them behind my back. He seems to tower over me as his fingers deftly tie my wrists together with his tie. Once he’s done, he tests the restraints and smirks. His finger glides over my ribs, cupping my bare breasts, tugging on my nipples. With a wicked glint in his eye, he lowers his head, covering my breast with his mouth and sucking hard. His touch sends shivers down my spine, and I arch into it, a moan involuntarily escaping my lips as I say his name. Logan moves to the other side, making me squirm, and I tug on my restraints. I want to sink my fingers into his hair.
Dropping to his knees, his fingers undo the zipper of my leather pants, slowly pulling them down my legs. I step out of them with his help and gaze down into his scorching blue eyes as he takes in my naked body.
Lifting one leg, he hooks it over his shoulder, my heart galloping a million miles an hour with anticipation. “Logan,” I whisper, my voice shaking with desire.
“Lean against the wall, baby.”
He doesn’t wait, just hooks my other leg over his shoulder, forcing my upper back to hit the wall. With my hands tied, I can’t do much. Sure, I could probably break the tie, but I don’t want to. As I surrender to him, my body is filled with an incredible warmth that seems to radiate from within.
Suddenly, his mouth is on me, his wicked tongue gliding over my clit before sucking it into his mouth. I gasp, my legs trembling as he swirls his tongue over and over. I shudder, then rock my hips into his mouth, my hands clenching behind me.
He licks, sucks, and bites, exploring me, then moving lower, he spears me with his tongue. I tremble in his arms, his fingers digging into my ass cheeks, holding me steady. His tongue works me in circles, drowning me in pleasure. Sparks shoot deep inside me. My orgasm dances around the edges, teasing me. My breath races in and out like I’ve been running. An electric sensation moves through me, singing along my nerves. I arch into his mouth, chasing it. I scream his name as I shatter into a million pieces floating on a wave of endorphins, my body shaking and quivering.
Logan releases my legs and stands. His powerful arms encircle me, holding me steady. With my arms tied behind my back, my breasts are pushed up, making it easy for him to latch on, biting down on my nipple. I cry out in pleasure, ripping the tie that holds my hands, and gripping his shoulders as I take him to the ground and straddle him. I grind my pussy over his cock as I lean down and return the favor, my teeth clamping down on his nipple. With a deep, menacing growl, Logan flips us with ease. I feel the softness of the carpet against my skin, as well as its slight roughness. Logan’s mouth covers mine, his tongue diving into my mouth at the same time as he plunges into me. I gasp at the intrusion. Logan bites my bottom lip and then sucks it hard before releasing it.
“You drive me fucking crazy when you bite that lip of yours,” he growls.
“Oh my god, Logan,” I cry out as he tilts my hips up, hitting that spot deep inside of me as he fills me over and over.
Chapter Fifty Seven
Logan
Thesoundofmyphone ringing beside the bed pulls me from my sleep, and I feel a deep sense of dread. I stretch out my arm and my fingers wrap around the phone as I answer.
“Logan here.”
“Detective, we need you down at the entrance to Mysris trail, asap.” Milo says. From the underying tone of his voice I could tell something was wrong.
I throw the covers off and step out of bed, the cold wooden floorboards sending a chill up my spine.
“What’s happening?” I demand.
“We found another body.”
I pause in the doorway, my body tense as I take a deep breath before replying.
“Be there in fifteen,” I snap, unable to keep the hostility from my voice.
I quickly throw on my suit and tuck my phone into my pocket. Salena slowly sits up, the sheet pooling around her waist. I take a moment to take her in; her sex-mussed hair and gorgeous body.
Rubbing at her face, she takes me in. “What is it?” she yawns.
“They found a body.” I lean down to give her a quick peck on the lips.
Her eyes fly open, the vivid blues and greens swirling with intensity. “What?”
“I have to go, but I’ll call you later.”
“Okay,” she replies, biting her lip.
I reach down and tug it free. “It’s okay.”
“Yeah . . . ” she whispers.
