No other words could describe what Logan felt in that moment.
Awed? Dumbstruck? Utterly and completely shattered to pieces, and then brought back to life with the most exquisite magic? He’d never in his life imagined someone could dance with such passion, sensuality, emotion, and provocativeness. He remembered when she’d first danced for him—she hid behind aveil of mist, and teased and enticed him, until he begged her to reveal herself, to stay and show him more. She’d been a dream then, but now, she was a dream come to life. He’d never felt so scorched, so hot and uncontrollably aroused. He didn’t think it possible to be so hungry for one person, to be starving to touch, to taste her. He was ravenous, and he didn’t care.
She’d danced for him. She’d played with the very fire of his desire, stoking, feeding, and building it until it devoured him, but she hadn’t stopped there. When he couldn’t possibly desire her any more than he already did, she gazed upon him with her glowing jade eyes, and the pleasure-pain grew to a new level.
She was magnificent.
She washis.
Standing before her, he couldn’t hold back any longer, but he wanted to take his time, to savor every last drop of passion he’d seen in the depths of her eyes. It wasn’t just the dance that aroused him, her expression had as well. She’d opened up the vault of her soul, and let her emotions shine.
Breathtaking.
She was more precious than anything on earth, and he wanted to show her just how much she’d come to mean to him.
Cupping her face with trembling hands, a gentle pressure commanding her to look him in the eye. He wanted her to see the devastation she had wrought.
Her eyes were overflowing with emotion; passion, desire, fear—what did she have to fear? She had captured him utterly. He was her slave, she his master, and he wanted nothing more than to kneel before her, to worship her, and bring her the greatest pleasure.
“Do you see? Do you see what you have done to me?” She hesitated, her head bobbing in an uncertain nod. Grabbing her wrist, he led her hand to his aching groin. “Can youfeelwhat you have done to me?”
She gasped, and confidence flashed over her face.
His cock hardened further when her eyes darkened, and her expression turned sensuous.
No more.
He groaned and covered her mouth with his. She sighed, and he slipped his tongue inside the warm, wet paradise, letting his lips set to work. With every thrust of his tongue, he purposed to give her pleasure, to skillfully bring her to the breaking point, and then fall with her as they shattered to pieces. Her tongue danced with his, but he pulled back, gentling the kiss, forcing her to exert more pressure, to delve deeper, to open for more. She leaned against him, and he pulled pieces of his heart to the surface, painting each moment with the deep, rich color of his devotion.
Chapter Fifty-Seven
She couldn’t think. She could barely stand upright, but she didn’t care. She was with Logan, and he was kissing her, breathing for them both. If he stopped, she would suffocate.
She had to get closer.
She raised her arms and looped them around his neck. In turn, his came around her waist, drawing her into his embrace, and securing her super sensitive breasts against his chest.
He groaned against her lips, pulling back to trail tantalizing kisses down her neck, stopping to flick his talented tongue over the sensitive skin at the base of her throat.
She moaned.
“Does my woman like that?”
His woman?The place between her legs pulsed.
She moaned again. “Oh, God, yes.”
He flicked his tongue again, lavishing his attention on her throat, and making a lazy trail from her throat to the heaving vee between her breasts. He lowered his head to kiss one breast, and then the other, making her breath catch.
Loosening his hold on her waist, he raised his hand and pinched the bud of her nipple. Heat and sensation rushed through her. He cupped her breast, testing the weight of it inhis palm, squeezing, kneading it through the taut fabric of the corset.
Goddamn corsets.
What was she thinking when she chose it for her seduction?She wanted no barriers between his skilled hands and her aching breasts.
With a huff of exasperation, she pushed him away, and reached around her back to undo the stays.
Unfiltered laughter danced in his eyes.
