I felt him laugh, his lips against my skin. "Don't hold back, baby. There's no need to be quiet."
"You can say that, but they've already heard me through the door and hey!"
Logan lifted me right off of the ground and took me over to the bed.
When he set me down, I shivered.
My shoes had fallen off of my feet when he'd picked me up and the concrete floor was cold under my toes.
"I'm going to get a fucking rug for this room."
"Don't bother." I told him as I shimmied out of my panties and climbed onto the bed on my knees. "It's not like I spent a lot of time barefoot on the floor in this room."
"I'm still getting a damn rug, honey."
"Fine." I reached back to unhook my bra, but he pushed my hands away.
I smiled to myself as he unhooked it with a little tug of the fabric and as my bra fell, his hands reached around and cupped my breasts and his mouth... oh wow.
He placed an open-mouthed kiss against the back of my neck.
Again, I squeezed my thighs together. My heart pounding in my chest.
His hands were warm, and when he bit into the back of my neck, I arched into his hands.
I felt... the rough skin of his palms.
The way his fingers pinched and plucked at my nipples sent shiver through me.
"I fucking love your tits."
"Ah-"
He bit me again and all I could do was enjoy it.
More.
He bit me at the base of my neck where it met my shoulder, and I tipped my head away in the opposite direction giving him more room.
One hand dropped away, and I reached for it to drag it back, but I heard the whisper of his zipper going down and I smiled.
"Bend over, baby."
He could have asked me to do anything at that moment, and I would have tried.
I bent over, bracing my hands on the sheets, his body covered me, fitting against my back, my nipple pinched between his fingers.
And I felt him... hard.
I wanted him like that.
I wanted him all the time.
"Right there, baby."
I stayed still, breathing.
Waiting.
