She curled up on his lap and wrapped an arm around his neck, holding his mouth to hers. Logan stopped thinking. Her bottom settled over his cock, the material of his trousers so thin it was almost as if there was nothing between them. He ground against her, gritting his teeth when she moaned.
If he wasn’t buried deep inside her soon, he was going to die. “Dani.”
“Hmmm?” She lifted her head and put a finger against his lips. “Shhhh. I know what you need.” Her lips were wet from his kiss, her eyes dilated. “Take my wrap off.”
God, yes. He’d seen naked women in movies, knew what they looked like, but this was Dani. This was real. His fingers fumbled with the knot. Christ, his hands were shaking. He finally got it untied, and she held out her arms for him to remove it.
“Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he whispered when her body was bared to him.
“Touch me.”
“Where?” A sudden fear struck him that he wouldn’t be able to please her, that he wouldn’t measure up to the lovers she’d known before him.
She took his hand and brought it to a breast. “Here.” Taking his other hand, she put it on her thigh. “And here. Wherever you want. Just explore.”
That sounded easy enough. He tested the weight of her breast, molded it, traced the curve of it, flicked his thumb over the nipple, making it peak. His grunt was pure male satisfaction that he could make it do that. With his other hand, he stroked her leg down to her knee, amazed at how silky and soft her skin was.
Her gaze never wavered from his, and when he moved his hand to her curls and slid a finger along her folds, her eyes turned dark. His heart pounded, sending a roaring into his ears. She was so wet, and it was for him.
He’d tried thousands of times, but never in his wildest fantasies had he come close to imagining how it would feel to touch her, to feel her slick heat on his fingers. It was possible he wouldn’t survive being inside her, but he didn’t care. He found her clit and rubbed it with his thumb as he pushed his finger inside her.
“Oh,” she murmured. Her eyes closed and she pressed down on his erection.
“I need to be inside you, Dani. Now.” Her lips curved up in a dreamy smile, one he hoped to see often.
“Soon. I promise.” She opened her eyes and leaned forward until a breast was at his mouth. “Taste me.”
“I swear to God, you’re going to be the death of me,” he said, and sucked the nipple into his mouth. Cradling her breast with one hand, he stroked her back and bottom with the other while he licked her nipple.
Christ, maybe he should’ve added ice to his shower. He wanted his hands everywhere on her, wanted his mouth everywhere, wanted to learn her body, to memorize it, to love it. Would she make sounds when she came? Maybe call out his name?
She pulled away and he started to protest, but she moved her other breast to his mouth. “It was feeling neglected.”
“Can’t have that.” He lightly pinched the nipple with his thumb and index finger. “Your breasts are perfect, so beautiful.”
“Which do you like better, dark nipples or lighter ones?”
“These. I like these best.” Not that he had anything to compare hers with, but if he’d seen a thousand, hers would still be the most beautiful.
“That’s too bad. They’re darker and larger now because I’m nursing. Normally, they’re smaller and pinker.”
“When that happens, then those will be my favorite.” He thought he would very much like pink, pert little nipples.
She chuckled. “You have a glib tongue.”
“Yeah? Let me show you my tongue’s other talents.”
So far, he seemed to be pleasing her. Maybe men were born knowing how to love a woman, or perhaps it was because his first time was with this particular woman. She was subtly guiding him without making him feel like a bumbling teen, and he loved her all the more for it.
When she reached between them, slipped her hand under his waistband, and wrapped her warm fingers around his cock, he let go of the nipple in his mouth and hissed. He closed his eyes and tried to freeze the moment in his mind. The first time a woman was touching him like this was as momentous to him as man’s first steps on the moon. Christ, if the mere touch of her hands could make him feel like this, what was it going to do to him when he slid inside her?
“Time for these to come off,” she said, tugging on his trousers.
Logan couldn’t agree more. With her help, they got him naked. “Now what?” he asked, trusting her enough to voice the question. She was on her knees, maybe a foot between the parts of them he desperately wanted joined. “What now, Dani?”