Seeking an escape, she turned away, but his hand gripped her shoulder. The heat of Logan’s body seeped into her back as he stepped close, the hand on her shoulder slipping around to the front of her neck to turn her head up to look at him.
“Forget? Never,” he growled before his lips crashed down on hers.
She moaned into his mouth, her arm sneaking up to pull him close. His other hand slipped around her waist and slid over the soft curves of her hip and belly, pulling her back against him. She gasped as the hot length of him was pinned between his front and her lower back, the towel having dropped to the floor.
She tried to turn around and he held her fast.
“Oh no you don’t, princess.” His lips were against her ear, his breath tickling her curls and sending a shiver through her. “You don’t say something like that and then run away.”
His erection pressed against her lower back through her tee shirt, and she tried to turn around again, but he held her fast.
“Let’s make this really clear. I want you. Do you want me?”
She nodded so fast she thought her head would fall off.
He chuckled, his breath against her ear making her squirm. “Princess, I want to kiss every inch of your beautiful body. I want to taste your delicious pussy and make you come so many times you can’t walk. I want you to sit on my face and scream as I eat you out. I want to feel you grip my cock with your cunt as you come on me.”
Harper panted at the vision he painted, the deep growl of his voice making her forget everything but this moment.
“Yes, I want that. All of that,” she panted.
Logan turned her, tilting her head up so she couldn’t peek at what had previously been hidden by his towel.
“Sneaky girl,” he said, and she whined.
Logan smirked then bent and lifted her up and over his shoulder.
She squeaked as her feet left the ground, her hands scrabbling for purchase on his naked skin. “I’m too heavy for this!”
He spanked her bottom lightly. “No, you’re not.”
She relented, bracing her hands against his back as he climbed the stairs. Her hair dangled over her face as she hung upside down over his shoulder, one of his thick arms gripping the back of her thighs, holding her securely in place.
From this angle, she could watch the flex of his bare butt as he moved, and she shifted trying to rub her thighs together to relieve the ache. That only resulted in another smack, so she grumbled and relented, relaxing slightly in his hold.
Logan carried her into the bedroom she’d come to think of as hers. Even though it was his.
Could it ever be ‘theirs’?
Ignoring that line of thinking, she held her breath as she was lowered slowly to her feet. He seemed to be making a show of the fact that he was strong enough to literally man handle her. The possibilities had her shivering with delight.
Her feet hit the carpet, and she looked up at Logan, his green eyes on her. “Just want to make sure you’re all good with this, princess.”
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Harper.” His voice was serious. His hands lifted to either side of her face, holding her steady as he watched her. “I don’t want to do this if you’re going to have regrets tomorrow. I need you to tell me what you want and what you don’t want. I need you to tell me what feels good, what you’re ready for and what you’re not ready for.”
Harper’s mouth fell open.
“Are you for real?”
“Harper.” His words were low. “Words, please.”
She closed her eyes. This was not going to work if she had to look at him while she said what she wanted. Oh god, she was going to have to, wasn’t she?
“Please don’t laugh.”
Strong arms wrapped around her, pulling her close. Her hands slid around his waist as one of his big hands cradled her head and the other rubbed circles on her back.
