"Then you can appreciate why I can't stop looking at you. Like I said, when I decide to make my move, you'll know."
Callie pushed her chair back and stood up. "Oh I get it. You want everything on your terms."
"If I wanted to have it my way, we wouldn't be talking right now."
"Is that right? That's a bit cocky, even for you. Then again, if I wanted to wrap my legs around you, I'd hope you'd do something more than stand there like you'd never even spoken to a woman before."
"Hey, two can play this game. Remember, you're the one who's thrown herself at me multiple times. Face it, you like me a lot more than you're letting on."
"No, I just don't want to rush things. I like you a lot, and I'd like to enjoy the sunset before throwing myself at you."
"You're not even facing the sunset," Callie said.
"I'm watching the soft glow of the sun on your face. Trust me when I say it's a better view than some clouds and some water, but maybe I should take a closer look." He walked up to Callie and placed his hands on her hips. "So much better." Callie could smell his cologne and the hint of wine on his breath. His breaths were slow and measured, but there was a hint of rasp to them, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was trying to hide his excitement. Her heart was racing, and if he felt anything close to what she felt, he wanted her. She could feel his heat as he held himself tantalizingly close. She looked at his lips, the slight stain of wine on them, and she thought of what it had felt like to kiss him, to feel his rough stubble against her skin as he slid his tongue against hers. She looked into his eyes, and tried to figure out what he was thinking. She knew this was a bad idea. Sleeping together once in a fit of passion, that was one thing, but giving in again would make their relationship something else, something more. What if she couldn't control that something else? What if she let herself fall for him?
Before she could answer her own questions, Logan leaned in and planted a searing kiss on her lips, and the whole world felt like it tilted on edge as she melted into his arms. The first pass of his tongue against hers sent a thrill up and down her spine, and she knew she had to give in. She pressed herself harder against him and gasped for air before sealing her mouth against his again. Who knew when she'd come back up for air? Each movement of his hand against her sent new thrills through her body. His hand on her hips, on her back, on her breasts. His hands moving with wild abandon as Callie kissed him again and again. She didn't just want him. She needed him. She ached to feel him again.
They kissed against the railing on the benches that looked out over the expansive ocean views and finally on the hard wooden deck. They tangled their bodies against each other and gasped and moaned with delight as they kissed. Logan reached up and slid the strap of her dress down off of her shoulder, leaning in to kiss the bare skin before he turned his attention back to her neck. Callie closed her eyes and ground herself against him. She wanted to tear his clothes off and take him right there outside. She could feel his excitement through the thin fabric of his clothing, and she wanted to feel the rush of sliding him inside herself again.#p#分页标题#e#
"Bedroom," Logan said, "let's go to my bedroom." He grabbed Callie's hand and pulled her up to lead her inside. As they raced inside, they tossed off their clothing, leaving a trail from each state of undress leading to the bed. By the time they reached it, they were both in their underwear. Callie couldn't wait to throw herself at Logan, but he stopped just short of the bed and turned around to look at her. Still holding her hand, he looked up and down the length of her body. "You're perfect," he said, "Every inch of you is perfect."
Callie looked at him, his tight muscles and his broad frame. He didn't have an ounce of fat on his body, and his physique looked like it had been carved from marble. She reached out and ran her fingers over his abs. "You don't have to say that," she said.
"I know," he replied, "which is why I wanted to tell you."
For the guy who supposedly liked to love ‘em and leave 'em, Logan was surprisingly tender. "Well, you're not so bad either," Callie said.
He ran his hand over her shoulder again. "Besides, if you decide you hate me, I want to remember this moment."
"Hopefully the next ones will be even more unforgettable."
"Those, too," Logan said. He wrapped his arms around Callie's waist and pulled her in, kissing her again, pressing his lips against hers as he stepped back toward the bed. Callie let herself fall into him as his kiss rang through her, weakening her knees and making her want him that much more. She loved the way she fit against him, the way his arms wrapped around her in just the right way. It all felt so natural even though it felt like falling. She had expected to feel badly about giving in to her desire so easily, but everything just felt so right.