Wanted: A Bad Boy Auction Romance

Seventeen

Logan

“Thank you for walking me home,” Piper said with a shy smile. We were standing at the edge of her driveway, both of us shuffling our feet awkwardly.

“Piper,” I said breathlessly.

“Please,” Piper said quickly. “We can’t, okay? We can’t go there.”

“Why not?” I asked, taking a step toward her. “I know you felt it, too. At the restaurant. You felt that spark between us. I know you did.”

“Of course, I did,” Piper said emphatically. “But that doesn’t change anything.”

“Doesn’t it?” I asked. “Because for me, it changes everything.”

“How?” Piper demanded.

“Knowing you still feel that way,” I said. “Knowing you still want me… it changes everything.”

As I spoke, I watched Piper’s face for any sign of a reaction. The second our hands touched over that table at Martello’s I knew we would end up here. There was something between us, something primal and intense. Our attraction was one that could never be ignored and now that we were once again in each other’s lives, ignoring it wasn’t even worth the attempt. It would never work. I knew that and judging from the hungry look in Piper’s eyes, she did too.

I reached over and wrapped my arm around Piper’s waist. My fingers trailed along the waistline of her skirt as I pulled her roughly along. I led us around the side of the house and into the backyard.

“What are you doing?” Piper hissed.

“Yo

u know exactly what I’m doing,” I told her with a mischievous grin.

“My parents are home,” Piper reminded me.

“That’s why we’re going to the guest house,” I said. “I’m assuming it’s still empty? Used only for storage? The perfect place for a nightcap.”

“Yes, but…”

I stopped walking and turned to face Piper head on. My hands rested on her hips and I pulled her closer to me.

“If this isn’t what you want, I’ll go,” I promised her and I meant it. “Just tell me.”

Piper’s breathing was irregular as she laid her hands on my chest. She traced my muscles with her fingers and I could see the wheels in her head turning. The way she stroked my chest through my shirt was deliciously familiar. She used to do the same thing when we were together. It was her way of telling me how badly she wanted to feel my skin against hers.

“Logan,” my name was a growl on her lips. It was all the encouragement I needed. I lifted her off her feet and carried her up the stairs to the door of the guest house. The door was unlocked. I shoved it open and stepped inside with Piper still in my arms.

When I set her down, she stood on her tiptoes to stare into my eyes. The door swung shut behind us and we continued looking at each other. We didn’t move. We didn’t speak. We didn’t kiss. We just looked into each other’s eyes. I tried to read her every thought and I knew she was doing the same. It had been years since we were together and yet, in that moment, it felt like just yesterday. I could see the familiar flash in her blue eyes that told me to kiss her.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and pulled her against me. She lifted herself up further, wrapping her arms around my neck. We were moving slowly, slower than we’d ever moved before. I wanted to remember every moment of this night. I wanted to memorize the feeling of her arms around me, her lips against mine…

When our lips finally touched, I sighed deeply. A shot of electricity went through my body, starting at my head and propelling its way down to my toes. Every inch of my skin was on fire from just the beginnings of a kiss. I could tell from the way Piper’s arms were trembling around my neck that she felt it too.

I deepened the kiss quickly. My tongue slid inside her mouth and she groaned, her lips moving fast against mine. My hands moved from her waist to her hair. I tangled my fingers in the dark curls while she raked her nails down my back. We were both running out of breath, but we didn’t break the kiss. Once we started, we could never stop.

Piper moved her hands to my chest. Her fingers frantically searched for the buttons on my shirt. She unbuttoned them one by one, her hands working at lightning speed. She shoved the shirt off my shoulders and let it fall to the ground. When she pulled herself away from my lips, she wasted no time before she was kissing her way down my neck and my chest. She kissed and tasted my skin, her tongue roaming freely over my hard muscles.

My head rolled back and I stared at the ceiling while she moved lower. When she reached the waistline of my jeans, I pulled her face back to mine. I wanted this night to last forever. I didn’t want to rush anything.

I kissed her with passion while I lifted her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her to the couch against the back wall. There were boxes everywhere, but I’d been in that guest house enough times to maneuver a smooth path around them. When we reached the couch, I threw her backward down and climbed on top of her.

I buried my face in her neck and kissed her relentlessly. She lifted one leg and threw it over my back. I grabbed her thigh and dug my fingers into her skin. I moved back to her lips and kissed her again and again while my hand worked its way up her skirt. When I gripped her ass, she moaned into my mouth and rolled us over. She straddled me easily, sitting up just long enough to pull her shirt off and throw it on the floor.