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lick your pussy until you come over and over again, then stick my hard cock inside you and fuck you until you forget everything else in the world? Because I promise you, Stormy Knight, you’ll not only forget how to think, but you’ll be so sore tomorrow that every step you take will remind you of me filling you so completely that you’ll crave more.”
    His eyes dropped from her face, to her neck, to her breasts, lazily appraising her with a maddening hint of arrogance that made her desire spike. She was already wet with need, and when he cupped her breast and brushed his thumb over her taut nipple, she lost any sense of right and wrong and gave in to the smoldering flames between them.
    “God, yes—”
    It came out in one long breath, which he captured in his mouth as he sealed his lips over hers, his tongue thrusting deep and hard as he claimed her. His hands were on fire as he tore at her shirt and threw it to the floor. She was too ready, too greedy, couldn’t wait to see the muscles that had saved her, that had protectively stalked her apartment. She grabbed both sides of his shirt and ripped with all her might. Buttons scattered. Logan laughed, a guttural, lustful laugh as he kissed a path down her neck and grazed his teeth over her collarbone and ground his hard length against her. She gave in to the need that had been buried for months and fumbled with the buttons on her jeans while he tore her bra from her body and took one of her breasts in his mouth. Forget the jeans, she buried her hands in his hair, holding him to her as he sucked and licked and tortured her hard nipple, sending heated anticipation between her legs.
    “Oh God, Logan. It’s been so long.”
    One strong hand rubbed her through her jeans. Her head tipped back with the delicious friction as he stroked her pussy and sucked her breast, driving her out of her fucking mind. More. She needed more. She was so wet, so close to the edge. She tugged at her jeans, needing them off. Logan made quick work of stripping her bare.
    He sank to his knees and spread his hands on her thighs, then looked up at her. “Holy fuck, you’re gorgeous. You’re sure? I’m not forcing, I’m not—”
    “Yes. Yes. God yes.”
    She thrust her hips forward, and he obliged with vigor. Lord, did he oblige. His talented tongue swirled and stroked while his fingers rubbed her clit with deadly precision. She’d forgotten how good it felt to get lost in pleasure. Ripples of ecstasy rolled through her, taunting her. The orgasm was just out of reach. He took her clit between his teeth, and she cried out.
    “I’ll stop.”
    He was too goddamn careful.
    “No! I want this.” She panted for breath. “Take me, Logan. Whatever I say, it’s okay. I want this. I want you.”
    “Safe word. Red.”
    Was he fucking for real? It’s not like he was tying her up and whipping her.
    “I don’t need a safe word.”
    “ I do. You were attacked tonight. I need to know you have the power to stop me. I hear that word, I’ll stop. That’s my promise to you.”
    She leveled him with a seductive narrow-eyed stare so he wouldn’t misunderstand. “Thank you, Boy Scout. Now please fuck me like you’ve never fucked anyone before.”
    He thrust his fingers deep inside her, and she closed her eyes, luxuriating in exquisite pain and pleasure as his teeth found the sensitive bundle of nerves again. The tug of desire had her insides reaching for more as he probed and sucked and licked, turning her entire body into liquid heat, burning, aching. She felt her sex swell, craving more, just as he’d promised. She slammed her eyes shut. It had been so long since she’d felt these overwhelming sensations that her body wanted to remain in the heightened state, to revel in it. He did something incredible with his tongue, and her body surrendered to the molten desire. He lingered over her swollen sex, lapping, taking, keeping her at the peak until a tortured moan escaped her lips. Logan reared up