Lowering her mouth to his, she licked her tongue over his. He tried to capture her, but she reared up and shook her head. “Now, a little foreplay.”
Wasn’t that what they’d been doing? Apparently not, because when she took him in hand again and rubbed the tip of his erection through her wet folds and over her clit, he understood she was teaching him a new lesson.
At thirty, he’d led a full life, or so he’d thought. He’d raised a sister, led men into battle, had faced death. Never in all his sorry years had he understood what he’d been missing until now. If he’d known, he might have turned his back on the vow he’d made at fifteen. Dani made him glad he hadn’t.
I love you, he said in his mind when she sank down on him. I love you. The intense pleasure of having her wrapped all tight and hot around him was beyond description. Energy coursed between them, heating his blood. He raised his eyes to the stars, amazed at how bright they had turned.
Logan lifted his ass, trying to go deeper inside her. “Fuck me, Dani,” he growled, gritting the words out.
“That’s the plan.” She began a rhythm he had no problem recognizing.
“Damn, I’m sorry,” he said when his seed shot out like machine-gun fire. Embarrassed and unable to bear the disappointment he knew he would see in her eyes, he pulled her against him so her face was buried in his neck. “I’m sorry.”
She pushed away and sat up, still straddling him. Her smile was soft and sweet. “This time was all for you, babe. After you’re rested up, I expect reciprocation.”
He liked her calling him babe. Cupping her face with his hands, he leaned forward and kissed her. “Thank you.”
“Better than your hand?” she asked after snuggling against his chest.
Jesus, was she kidding? Logan trailed his fingers through her hair. “Yes. Good God, yes. It was amazing, better than my fantasies. It was . . .” He tried to think of a word to describe the feeling but didn’t think such a word existed. “Powerful,” he finally said.
“It is that.”
Still nestled inside her, he stroked his hand down her back to her bottom. He was still semihard, and when he slid a finger along the crevasse of her ass, she shuddered and began to move. He was instantly full-blown hard again. She lifted up and he moved his hand to the front and found her clit.
“Yes, like that,” she said when he rubbed it in a circular motion with his thumb.
The rhythm of their dance began again, and her breathing grew heavy. As did his. The sky opened and rain poured down on them, but it didn’t seem she cared any more than he did. Water trickled down her skin. Unable to resist, he leaned forward and licked the droplets from her breasts. Suddenly her muscles clenched around him and she leaned her head back, closing her eyes.
“Oh God. Now, Logan. Now.”
He put his hands around her waist and thrust hard into her, watching her face as she came, imprinting it in his mind. The pressure built in his cock again and he climaxed with her.
“Jesus,” he rasped. “Jesus, Dani.”
She fell against him and he felt the pounding of her heart. Or maybe it was his. When they’d recovered their breath, he stood, wrapped her legs around his waist, and turned to carry her inside. He glanced at the table. “Hell.”
“What?”
“The condom. I forgot it.” Had pretty much forgotten his name.
“It’s all right,” she said, and nuzzled his neck. “The reason I had you take me to my doctor before we left was to get an IUD fitted, and I don’t think we have to worry about diseases. I’ve not been with anyone since Evan died.”
That information was music to his heart. “So you were already planning to seduce me?” he teased.
“I admit I had high hopes, and I don’t trust condoms, though I would’ve made sure you wore one if I hadn’t learned tonight would be your first time.” She gave him a mischievous grin. “Wanna do it again?”
“Now there’s a stupid question. What do you think?”
He walked them inside and straight into the bathroom. Lowering her down, he reached into the shower and turned the water on. Another first was about to happen. He’d never bathed with a woman before.
“Your bathroom is fantastic. Two of mine would fit in here,” she said, looking around. “What’s that?” She walked to the decorative shelves filled with mementos of his travels.
Logan watched her pick up the frame. Crushed between two pieces of glass was the rose she’d given him before his last deployment. Would she remember? She had met them at the base with two roses, a red one for Evan and a yellow one for him.