If Eli had been brainwashed, however, it meant Herbert Ballard pulled the strings—something worse than watching a Freddy Krueger movie, number one on her list of things that scared the living hell out of her, until now.
“What do you think’s going to happen when we get back?”
His chest lifted as he took in a deep breath, and he wrapped his hand around hers. “I don’t know but my gut tells me whatever it is, it’s going to happen soon.” He twisted toward her. “I’m sorry, Dani. I shouldn’t have let things go on this long.”
That didn’t make any sense. “Don’t be silly, you’re doing everything you can.”
“Now I am, but I wasn’t before. I could have caught Eli if I’d really wanted to.”
She pulled her hand away and frowned. “What are you saying?”
His head fell back on the seat, and he closed his eyes. “I could have caught him the first day, but if I had, there wouldn’t have been a reason for me to stay.”
Oh. Dani examined how she felt about his admission. With the advantage of hindsight, she realized she was glad he was still with her. Although, if he’d caught Eli and ended the threat, she would have never known what she was missing. She had no regrets. If given a choice, she would not give up these past days spent with Logan.
“Logan?”
“Yes?”
“There’s something I’ve been wondering.”
“What would that be?”
“For a man who’s never made love before me, you’re an amazing kisser. Why is that?”
His eyes opened, the grin on his face so purely wicked, her toes curled. “I never said I was a virgin kisser.”
How many had he kissed to get this good? She wanted him to forget all those other women. “Kiss me, Logan.”
“That I can do.”
Her heart beat faster when his lips touched hers, something it had been doing more and more when he touched her. And he did like touching her.
Logan prayed that the last thing he did on earth was kiss Dani. If that wish came true, it would mean there would be a lot of kissing until then because he planned to spend years loving her.
“Dani?”
“Hmm?”
“Are you a member of the Mile High Club?”
Her eyes sparkled with interest. “No, but I’ve always wished to be.”
“Let’s make your wish come true, then. Wait here.” In the cockpit, the two pilots gave him identical raised eyebrows. “No strolling back through the cabin until I say otherwise,” he said, and left.
Logan returned to his seat, reached over, and pulled Dani onto his lap. He glanced across the aisle to make sure Regan still peacefully slept in her carrier.
“Hello, soldier. You looking for a good time?”
Straddled over him, she peered down at him with eyes that made him think of a green forest right after a soft rain. “Oh, yeah. Think you’re up to the task?”
Her fingers were on the top button of her blouse. “I’m not sure. I guess you’ll have to be the judge of that.”
She undid the button and moved to the next one, his gaze hungrily following her movements. Another button undone, and then another. The plane hit a little turbulence and Logan put his hands on her waist, steadying her.
“I assume we’re not going to get any unexpected visits from the pilots?” she asked.
“Taken care of.” He traced a finger across her skin just above the lace of her bra, fascinated by the goose bumps that appeared. Sliding his hand under the flimsy material, he stroked his thumb over her nipple, feeling it harden. The bra was a front snap and he flicked it open.
“You’re getting good at that.”
“When you do a thing, do it well,” he said, and lowered his mouth to a breast.
For the past four nights and early mornings, he’d made love to her, yet the newness of it hadn’t worn off, and he didn’t think it ever would. Each time had been better than the last as he learned what pleased her. One of the things she liked was for him to fondle and suck on her breasts. He was more than happy to accommodate her.
“My turn,” she said, and slid off him, kneeling on the floor. She unsnapped his jeans and pulled the zipper down.
Logan’s breath hitched. This was one of his new favorite things, and he’d decided to think positively when he dressed this morning, forgoing underwear. He lifted his ass when she tugged on his jeans, dragging them past his knees. She wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and started licking him as if he were a popsicle. Her tongue was hot and wet, and he grasped the armrests when her mouth covered his cock. Watching her take him deep in her throat was incredibly erotic, bringing him to the edge.