Chapter 175: A Shy acceptance
That was all he needed.
His lips captured hers again, slower this time... not rushed, but deep and meaningful. His hands traced along her arms, her sides, touching her like she was poetry he had waited too long to read.
The kiss deepened, heated, as her hands slid over his shoulders, his back. Her body melted under his, the way it never had with anyone before.
When his mouth trailed down her jaw to her neck, her breath hitched, her fingers curling into the sheets. Her body responded to him like it knew him... like it had always belonged to him.
His voice was hoarse against her skin.
"You don’t know what you do to me."
And maybe she didn’t.
Logan’s hot breath tickled the back of Jean’s neck as he leaned in closer.
His hand slid down to grip Jean’s hip possessively, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. His red eyes glinted with desire as he stared down at her, waiting for her to submit to his demands. Despite his harsh demeanor earlier, he made sure to keep his touch just shy of brushing, not wanting to truly hurt her.
Logan smirked as his fingers slowly worked at the waistband of her pajama pants, the fabric beginning to slip down her hips. He could feel the heat of her skin beneath the thin material, and it only fueled his growing desire.
He tugged at her pants more insistently, the sound of the zipper lowering filling the otherwise quiet room. Logan’s breath grew heavier as more of her creamy skin was revealed, the pajamas now pooled around her ankles.