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was Logan. Looking straight up at the six-feet-five-inch monster of a man, her insides quivered.
He grabbed her upper arm as a few women exited the bathroom, staring at Logan, practically drooling before they exited back to the club. She couldn’t help the jealous feeling that hit her gut. Logan was an exquisite work of art. A lot of women found that appealing. Apparently, by the amount of times she felt her pussy weep with desire, she was one of them.
“What is it?” she asked him, trying to act tough.
Logan pulled her further down the hallway to where there was some privacy. He pressed her body against the wall and kept one hand pressed against the wall behind her and above her left shoulder while his other hand laid flat against the wall and next to her right hip. She was trapped between a solid wall and a massive amount of muscles. Even his forearms had rippling muscles through them. She stared up into his eyes, and he stepped one foot back to lower his frame for her, but his chest was inches from her own.
“You can’t just run off like that after what we discussed in the dressing room,” he reprimanded, holding her gaze with his eyes but faltering as he locked in on her lips. She licked them out of self-consciousness and saw Logan tense in response.
“You’re killing me, Mel,” he whispered then pressed his firm lips against her own. She found herself kissing him back and loving the feeling of his arms around her, holding her to him. His knee and leg pressed between her thighs, causing them to part as he rocked his hips against her body. She felt his hard cock hit her belly, and she gasped as he kissed her. He tasted sweet and warm as she fought him for control of the kiss. Her nipples hardened and her pussy dripped with desire as she heard Logan growl in her mouth.
Oh man, Logan’s kiss was as lethal as Frankie’s. If they all kissed like this she was in some serious trouble. What the hell am I thinking? Multiple partner relationships don’t really happen. They’re fuck-fests and orgies where one woman comes out as a total used slut.
Melissa pressed her palms against his chest, and Logan seemed to get the message.
“Get a room, Logan!” some guy stated, interrupting them, and Melissa turned her head away shyly and into Logan’s chest.
She heard his rapid breathing and was relieved that she wasn’t the only one affected by the kiss.
His hand gently caressed her cheek as he continued to hold her to him.
The sound of his raspy voice caused tiny vibrations to travel up her legs. Suddenly, she wished there was a bed nearby.
“Sorry about that. I didn’t expect to get so carried away,” he said and continued to caress her skin then rub his thumb against her lower lip. Call her crazy, but he sounded sincere.
“I want your number. Can I have it so we can call you?”
She looked around and saw that Spike was standing nearby watching her. He mouthed the words, “Are you okay?” and she smiled and nodded. Spike still gave Logan a dirty look in challenge, and Logan gave a light snort. He was way bigger than Spike, and something told her he had secret weapons of his own. She heard the men talking about the SWAT team, and some guys referred to Logan as commander.
Logan looked back at Melissa and pulled out his cell phone.
“What’s your number, baby?” he asked, and the sound of his voice and the way he called her “baby” sent chills through her. Man, she must be desperate for sex.
“I don’t give my number out to strangers,” she replied.
His hand pressed against her ribs, and his thumb slightly grazed the under part of her breast. He gave her a quick kiss on her lips then licked his own lips as if she tasted like a dessert. Her nipples instantly hardened, and her mind yelled for her to give the man her damn number.
“We’re not strangers, Mel. Not after that kiss we just shared. Come on. I promise that my brothers and I will be gentlemen,” he began to beg like a pro. He gently
He grabbed her upper arm as a few women exited the bathroom, staring at Logan, practically drooling before they exited back to the club. She couldn’t help the jealous feeling that hit her gut. Logan was an exquisite work of art. A lot of women found that appealing. Apparently, by the amount of times she felt her pussy weep with desire, she was one of them.
“What is it?” she asked him, trying to act tough.
Logan pulled her further down the hallway to where there was some privacy. He pressed her body against the wall and kept one hand pressed against the wall behind her and above her left shoulder while his other hand laid flat against the wall and next to her right hip. She was trapped between a solid wall and a massive amount of muscles. Even his forearms had rippling muscles through them. She stared up into his eyes, and he stepped one foot back to lower his frame for her, but his chest was inches from her own.
“You can’t just run off like that after what we discussed in the dressing room,” he reprimanded, holding her gaze with his eyes but faltering as he locked in on her lips. She licked them out of self-consciousness and saw Logan tense in response.
“You’re killing me, Mel,” he whispered then pressed his firm lips against her own. She found herself kissing him back and loving the feeling of his arms around her, holding her to him. His knee and leg pressed between her thighs, causing them to part as he rocked his hips against her body. She felt his hard cock hit her belly, and she gasped as he kissed her. He tasted sweet and warm as she fought him for control of the kiss. Her nipples hardened and her pussy dripped with desire as she heard Logan growl in her mouth.
Oh man, Logan’s kiss was as lethal as Frankie’s. If they all kissed like this she was in some serious trouble. What the hell am I thinking? Multiple partner relationships don’t really happen. They’re fuck-fests and orgies where one woman comes out as a total used slut.
Melissa pressed her palms against his chest, and Logan seemed to get the message.
“Get a room, Logan!” some guy stated, interrupting them, and Melissa turned her head away shyly and into Logan’s chest.
She heard his rapid breathing and was relieved that she wasn’t the only one affected by the kiss.
His hand gently caressed her cheek as he continued to hold her to him.
The sound of his raspy voice caused tiny vibrations to travel up her legs. Suddenly, she wished there was a bed nearby.
“Sorry about that. I didn’t expect to get so carried away,” he said and continued to caress her skin then rub his thumb against her lower lip. Call her crazy, but he sounded sincere.
“I want your number. Can I have it so we can call you?”
She looked around and saw that Spike was standing nearby watching her. He mouthed the words, “Are you okay?” and she smiled and nodded. Spike still gave Logan a dirty look in challenge, and Logan gave a light snort. He was way bigger than Spike, and something told her he had secret weapons of his own. She heard the men talking about the SWAT team, and some guys referred to Logan as commander.
Logan looked back at Melissa and pulled out his cell phone.
“What’s your number, baby?” he asked, and the sound of his voice and the way he called her “baby” sent chills through her. Man, she must be desperate for sex.
“I don’t give my number out to strangers,” she replied.
His hand pressed against her ribs, and his thumb slightly grazed the under part of her breast. He gave her a quick kiss on her lips then licked his own lips as if she tasted like a dessert. Her nipples instantly hardened, and her mind yelled for her to give the man her damn number.
“We’re not strangers, Mel. Not after that kiss we just shared. Come on. I promise that my brothers and I will be gentlemen,” he began to beg like a pro. He gently
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