He could read her so well. The big showy man had asked her to do something quiet, to be still.
I’m here because I didn’t follow his request.
A weird knot of desire mixed with shame formed in her womb, and she licked her lips.
With an effort, she picked a spot above the headboard and focused on it, telling herself her Dominant asked this of her, and she wanted to please him. So, she took another deep, steadying breath, stared at the wall, determined not to move.
The heat from his palms cupping her face startled her out of the headspace she found.
“Good girl. I know you found that challenging. Where did you go in your head?” Logan asked, crouched in front of her.
That smooth timbre sent a shiver of desire through her spine, but his words brought it to a halt. Harper couldn’t tell him about her past.
Seeing the desire in his eyes, she launched herself forward, her arms coming around Logan’s neck. She kissed him, tugging at his lips softly with her teeth. Shamelessly, she threw herself at him, as if she could absorb his energy, his easy way of handling life.
“Kitten,” Logan growled low in his chest, but he returned her kiss. “God, woman, you are so tempting.” He broke off the kiss and his huge hands cupped her face. “But I’m going to let you get away with that. We’ve got to communicate, or this will not work. When I ask you a question, I expect an answer.”
How could such a gigantic man be so controlled, so gentle, Harper leaned into his touch, nodding her head. “Yes, Sir,” she said.
“Tell me,” Logan said.
Gasping for breath, Harper shook her head. The idea of telling him. Her chest constricted at the thought. “I want to,” she said. His amber eyes bore into her as his fingertips touched her lips.
“Then speak,” he said.
How long did she wish to be with this man? And tonight had been perfect. But this she couldn’t do. “But I need to work up to it,” Harper said. “Tonight, can we just be together?”
“Whatever you tell me, stays with me, Harper. You can trust me.” The silk in his voice brought tears to her eyes.
“I do. I haven’t shared my past with anyone. But it’s there when I slow down when I don’t have something to do, it’s in my head and I can’t talk about it, not yet.”
Gliding his hand down her face to her shoulders, Logan kissed her softly. “For tonight, I’ll leave it. But I want in, Kitten, all the way in.”
A shiver raked her body at his touch.
“I’ll work on it,” she said. What if that wasn’t enough for him?
“How I love a sub who is aware they need work,” Logan said.
And his mouth was on hers, his passionate kiss telling her it was okay for now. Harper felt the tension leave her body and she returned his kiss. It was ten, no twenty times better than she could ever imagine. His hands slid down to her waist. In one smooth motion, he lifted her from the floor. She inhaled an outdoorsy scent mixed with the aroma from his leathers, and she clung to his powerful shoulders. Now his teeth were on her lips. With that controlled gentleness, he bit down on her lip, and she let out a moan; her pussy clenched.
“This is going to be so damn good,” Logan said.
“Yes,” Harper said.
Gently he pushed her down so she was on her back. Logan braced above her, and she melted as he captured her mouth again, his tongue dominating hers. She couldn’t let him into her mind, but her body, yes, it was all his for the taking.
Breaking the kiss, he ran his palms down to her thighs, pulling her legs wide open.
“Does your cunt taste as sweet as it smells?”
She threw her head back, wetness pooling between her legs.
Gripping her thighs, Logan placed each leg over his muscular shoulders, and Harper squealed as he slid her to the edge of the bed.
“Sir!” she cried out as the warmth from his circling fingers on her clit made her squirm.
“Let’s see,” he said as he placed his hands under her hips and brought her closer. It was an odd time to feel embarrassed, but his gaze, staring at her intimate parts, made her want to cover up.
