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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] that was usually right. The one that hours earlier had told her not to touch the auction thing with a ten foot pole. Logan took a step closer, but Billie was too wound up to notice. Don t you think you re over reacting? No, she shook her head. No, I don t. She closed her eyes. She had to get hold of herself. First there was the whole car thing all that free stuff and now this. Hell, if I didn t know better [i]I d[i] think we were sleeping together. [i]I did not just say that.[i] Billie When I was in the costume shop today I overheard Mrs. Beals telling Mrs. Talbot that not only did I [i]steal[i] you from Sabrina Fairfax but apparently, I m sleeping with Shane Gallagher too. Isn t that what you wanted your sister to think? She ignored his comment. Mostly because it was true. I d love to know what they thought when I came to this stupid fundraiser with your brother. I m sure by now they think I m sleeping with all the Forest brothers. Billie I bet they think Travis came home from California so that we could have a freaking Forest sandwich. A big ass orgy-fest. Billie, he tried again. But she couldn t stop. The words just tumbled out. [i]And [i]apparently, all the Angry Pirates shower together so I m like, showering with the entire freaking team. Oh God. She pressed her hands over her eyes and counted to ten. Only to find that Logan was so close to her, she could stick out her tongue and lick him. Do you even know what an Angry Pirate is? she asked hoarsely. Shit, why had she brought that up? Logan shrugged. No, I don t, but since Mike Gee chose the name I m guessing it s not real family friendly. It s not, she managed to say through gritted teeth. And the only reason I know what an Angry Pirate is, is because Mrs. Beals went into great detail when explaining it to Mrs. Talbot, she paused for a breath, who I think is truly horrified. Logan seemed concerned, but was that a twinkle in his eye? Or something darker? His eyes were hooded, the flickering shadows making him appear dangerous& sexy& and [i]dangerous.[i] Billie eyed him warily. Something had just changed. A subtle shift in the air. She felt it as she dragged a great gulp of it into her lungs. Which was probably the wrong thing to do because it was full of the yummy, spicy, scent that was so unique to Logan Forest. It had been tattooed to her brain for years. Ever since that night. That night that he could never, ever, know about. [i]Another night I should have listened to my gut[i]. She licked her lips, suddenly so thirsty that a jug of beer wouldn t make a dent. It s pretty bad that someone like Mrs. Beals knows a lot more about that stuff than I do. Okay, she could stop talking about the Angry Pirates now. Sheesh. Logan smiled. She wished he wouldn t do that. It kind of messed with her head. She probably spends all her time reading the urban dictionary. The what? she asked. She made a sound in the back of her throat, an uncontrollable little thing that wasn t panic really. It was& Don t do that, he said softly. What? Make that noise. What noise? She did it again and blushed, wishing he would give her some space. That s the one. His voice had just gone to another level of sexy and it hit her right between the legs. He stepped even closer and she held her breath as his hand slowly crept up and cupped the side of her jaw. The ache she felt, deep down [i]there[i], was so intense the friction unlike any she had ever experienced that she might have moaned. His smile deepened as he dipped his head. Okay, she definitely moaned. She couldn t help herself and leaned into his touch. His eyes, his face that damn smile could charm the pants off anyone. Or if she wasn t careful an angel dress& off of her. I don t think we should do this, she whispered. His breath tickled along her collarbone as he bent lower. So low that there was only a whisper between her mouth and his. Do what? This, she retorted, a little cheekily because he was starting to piss her off. What was it about Logan Forest that made grown women melt into nothing but a bunch of quivering lady parts? This? he asked his mouth now against the side of her neck. Right down there, right near the spot that would drive her crazy if he sweet mother of Jesus. He did. She was half gone as he nuzzled her in [i]that [i]spot. Zing! The spot that was like a conduit of pleasure. A conduit of pleasure that led directly to her already aching lady parts. People are going to talk about us. Let em, talk, he murmured against her lips. And then Logan Forest kissed her until her head spun. Until all those quivering girlie parts were practically sitting up and begging for his touch. She groaned as he tasted and teased while holding her against him so that she couldn t move even if she wanted to. But she didn t want to move. She didn t want to be anywhere other than where she was. In Logan s arms. Everything flew out of her head except the hard, warm man pressed against her. When he sucked on her bottom lip, she clasped her hands behind his neck and held him there. She didn t want this to end. Ever. Logan Forest knew how to kiss. Hell that was an understatement. He was the God of kissing. Her head swam thankfully one of his hands was buried in her hair holding her steady- because she surely would have melted at his feet. And when his other hand slowly worked its way down her waist and settled on her hip, she couldn t help herself. She pressed into him, breathing hard as she yanked her head back to drag much needed air into her lungs. His mouth immediately worked its way lower, his tongue burning a wet path across her skin until he suckled her nipples right through the material of her dress. When he groaned and pushed her back against the wall. She did nothing. When he held her in place with his hips and used one hand to lean over her so his other could slowly, carefully and with much finesse, free her breasts from her dress& she did nothing. How could she? Watching the raw desire on his face, the way his eyes widened and then narrowed, the way his mouth hung open slightly, his tongue peeking through& his heavy breathing as her exposed nipples pebbled and hardened from the cool, night air. All of it kept her riveted to him. All of it made her want him more than ever. No man not one single man that she d been with had ever gotten under her skin the way Logan Forest did. A wicked smile claimed his mouth and she held her breath in anticipation as his mouth closed over her breast again. Skin on skin. Jesus, but his wicked, teasing, fire-invoking, tongue was almost more than she could take. Oh, Logan, she breathed, her hands slack at her sides as he suckled and tugged on her nipples. First one breast and then the other. Each time he flicked his tongue over her. Each time he blew on her straining, wet nipples. Each time he caressed her breasts with his rough, callused hands& she felt it. There between the slick folds of her sex. A desperate ache and a need she d only ever felt for him. You are the hottest thing I ve ever seen, he said roughly, his breaths coming fast and sharp. Logan pulled away, his eyes dark as he stared down at her. For a moment he didn t say anything. He didn t have to. She felt his erection, hard against her hip and she made that sound again, there at the back of her throat. She couldn t help herself and felt a thrill as he answered in kind. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |