Logan (Carolina Reapers 4)

“I bought you. But I didn’t think you’d be so expensive,” she admitted. “You know, like the grand gesture in any book, right? And I was going to do this whole speech so you knew that I wasn’t just forgiving you, I was asking your forgiveness, but then you went and donated a million freaking dollars! And now it’s your grand gesture, and I don’t really know how to react to that!”

“Delaney, are you telling me that you want me? I’ve asked you once already, and you didn’t answer. Please don’t make me ask a third time. I’m not sure my heart can take it.” As it was, my heart was thundering like I’d been on the ice for an hour straight.

“I want you,” she whispered, laying her hand over my heart.

“Then who cares who makes the gesture?” The ache in my chest transformed from agonizing to sweet, and just like that, I could breathe again.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered as my hand slipped to her waist. “I understand why you kept it from me, and while I wish you’d told me sooner, I get it. I never would have given this a chance if I’d known the truth. Not at the beginning.”

“I’ll never hide anything from you again,” I swore, my thumb grazing her lower lip.

“I’ll never walk away from you again,” she promised.

My heart soared as my mouth covered hers. My tongue demanded entrance, and she gave it. I relearned the lines and curves of her mouth as she whimpered, her hands unbuttoning my coat and exploring my chest.

She tasted like home and love and need, all wrapped up in a kiss. I furrowed my hands in her hair and tugged, angling her so I could kiss her deeper. Harder. Need hit me from every angle. Physically, my dick was hard and pulsing against my zipper. Emotionally, I was desperate to hear her say it again, to know that I had her back.

She lifted her leg, looping it around my hip. I reached behind us, bracing her heel against the shelves behind us as she ground against me.

“Fuck. Delaney, it’s been too long. If you want to talk, we have to—”

“No talking,” she whispered with a nip at my ear.

Game on.

I reached for my wallet, and she took it from me, grabbing the condom I kept in the back. She ripped it open with her teeth while I unzipped, both of our actions frenzied. My cock sprung free, and she held my gaze as she rolled it down over my length.

I sucked in a breath through my teeth at the feel of her gripping me tight.

Our mouths met again in a ravenous kiss, tongues dancing and rubbing as we clutched at each other. I gripped her dress with both hands and yanked the shimmering fabric up her thighs.

“Yes,” she urged.

I took one of her hands and placed it so she gripped the shelf right above her as the other grabbed the back of my neck.

“I need you,” I said against her mouth as I gripped her hips and lifted.

“Then take me,” she urged, rocking against me.

My dick hit the fabric of her thong. I moved it aside and groaned. “You’re so fucking wet for me.”

“Please,” she whimpered, her nails biting into the back of my neck.

I toyed with her clit, flicking and rubbing until she moaned.

“Shhh,” I said with a kiss. “We’re in the library.”

“If you don’t fuck me right now, the entire library will know because I’m going to lose it,” she threatened, rolling her hips.

“This is what you want?” I teased the head of my dick at her entrance, gritting my teeth to keep from plunging inside and claiming her as mine.

“Yes!” She used one foot as leverage against the opposite shelves and hooked the other leg around my hips.

“Then you tell me what I need to hear.” My words were clipped and short as my cock throbbed, demanding I thrust, that I take more than the first inch.

“I want you,” she cried, but I didn’t move.

“Not it,” I whispered, setting my lips to her neck.

“I need you.” She gasped as I started to withdraw.

“Not it.” I lifted my lips to hers.

She met my eyes and smiled. “I love you, Logan. I’ll always love you.”

My world righted, gravity returning and poles aligning. I surged forward, filling her with a single thrust. “I love you, Delaney. You and me forever, that’s the deal.” She squeezed me like a velvet vise, sending white-hot pleasure up my spine.

“Yes,” she muttered, and I withdrew, holding myself at that first inch again. A smile of understanding lit her gorgeous face. “You and me forever.”

“Fuck yes, we are.” I kissed her deep, thrusting my tongue in rhythm with my cock, taking her in every way.

“Logan!” she cried out as I thrust harder, pistoning my hips into hers as she rocked back into me, taking everything I gave her and meeting me for more.