Immediately, his face became blank. Then he smiled. It was the fake one she hated. “Of course.”
Logan snorted. “Anyone can see it’s not.”
“It’s nothing for you to worry about,” he said, smoothing her hair back from her face.
She didn’t like the sound of that. “Max—”
He stopped her by pressing his lips against hers. She knew he was trying to distract her. And, damn him, it was working.
When he pulled away, she swayed slightly. Logan clasped her around the waist, leaning in. “You sure about this, darlin’?”
“Yes. God, yes. I need you. Both of you, please.”
“You know we’ll give you whatever you need,” Max told her, running his thumb over her lower lip. “If you feel scared or uncomfortable or you just want to slow down, you tell us.”
She nodded impatiently. Anything to get them to stop talking and start touching her. Savannah reached out and ran her hands over Max’s chest. “I want to touch you. I could hardly keep myself from touching you as I watched you sleep last night.”
He raised one eyebrow. “That so? Why didn’t you?”
She shrugged. “Guess I wasn’t sure what your reaction would have been.”
“I’d have dragged you onto that mattress with me and made love to you until we were both so exhausted we couldn’t think straight, let alone have nightmares.”
“Can we do that now?”
He stepped away and stripped his T-shirt off, displaying those mouth-watering abs. He reached for his jeans and pulled them down, so he was dressed in just his boxers.
“You’re gorgeous.” Her confidence grew as she took in the way his cock pressed against his shorts. He cupped himself.
“You can see how much I want you, Savi.”
And she wanted him. Desperately. She ran her hands over his shoulders, down his chest, and over his firm abs. Then she followed the same path with her mouth, licking her way around his nipples before scraping her teeth over the hard nubs. She heard him groan and smiled to herself. Reaching around, she grabbed hold of his ass before dropping to her knees. Breathing heavily, she looked up at him. “May I?”
Max nodded, and she pulled his briefs down, revealing his thick, hard cock.
Oh, God, yes.
Savannah dragged his underwear off his legs, tossing them away before leaning in and taking the head of his cock into her mouth.
“Savannah, Jesus, baby. Yes.”
He ran his hand over her head as she wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft and licked the head. She pressed the tip of her tongue into the slit on the head, lapping at it.
“Fuck!” he groaned.
Hands touched her hips, and she startled slightly.
“Easy, darlin’, it’s just me.”
Of course it was. She turned to give Logan an apologetic smile. Her eyes widened as she saw he was already naked. “Sorry.”
He shook his head. “No need to apologize, I should have warned you.”
Frustration filled her. “I want this to be normal. Like it was before.”
“Lots of people wouldn’t call having two husbands normal,” Max pointed out.
She turned to look up at him. “You know what I mean.”