Your Captivating Love (The Bennett Family 2)

“Touch me.”

“Show me how you want me to touch you, Nadine.”

My eyes widen, heat rushing to my cheeks. I drop one hand to my mound, keeping the other one around my breast.

“You’re beautiful,” he says in a deep baritone voice. “So beautiful. I won’t ever let you go, I promise.”

“I love you.” The words are binding and liberating at the same time.

He watches me with a hungry expression, his eyes growing darker by the second. His breathing becomes more labored as he rips the foil of a condom package and rolls the condom on.

I expect him to lose control any second now, and make love to me hard and fast. My entire body needs his unrestrained passion. But when he touches me, his fingers tread lightly and carefully, as if he’s afraid of hurting me. Time to show him I’m in perfect condition.

As he positions his erection at my entrance, I push myself against him without restraint. Breath whooshes out of me from the impact.

“Nadine.” He grips my hair, tilting my head back, gaining better access to my neck. Logan makes love to me unrestrained and uncontrolled, sliding out of me and slamming back in again and again.

On a moan, he pushes his hand between us, circling my clit. It drives me crazy, igniting a need for release. I spread my legs even wider, frantically moving to meet his wild thrusts. The tension inside of me builds to an impossible high before I explode, clinging to him. His grunts of relief fill the air seconds later, and then he shifts off me before collapsing on the couch.

We remain silent, lying on our backs, for several long minutes before a ring at the door startles us. Hurriedly, I put on my robe.

“Are you expecting someone?” I ask. “Your family?”

Logan leisurely rises from the couch, putting on his jeans and shirt. “No, it’s Pippa dropping off some things for you.”

“I’m not following.”

“I texted Pippa while you were sleeping, asked her to go shopping for you.”

I narrow my eyes. “You said we were going shopping.”

“Did I say that?” The corner of his mouth lifts, mischief dancing in his eyes. “What I meant was I asked Pippa to shop for you.”

Crossing my arms over my chest, I tap my foot, trying very hard to feign being upset with him. “You did that before talking to me?”

“Guilty.” He puts up his hands in mock surrender. “I’m sure you’ll like what she bought for you.”

Unable to contain my smile, I shake my head. “You’re awfully self-assured, you know that?”

“That’s my middle name.”

He gives me a quick peck on the cheek before rushing to the door. He returns a few seconds later with about a million shopping bags.

“Errrr... I swear I told Pippa to buy you only essential things. She went way overboard,” Logan says.

“She’s a lot like you, then. Why didn’t you ask her to come inside?”

“I asked my family to back off today. After I told them about the fire, they all wanted to drop by to make sure you’re okay. I insisted they shouldn’t even call you today.”

“Why?”

Logan strides across the room, closing the distance to me. When he’s right in front of me, he says, “I want to have the whole day just for us.”

Chapter Eighteen

Nadine

On Monday morning, at seven o’clock sharp, we’re at the bank.