Page 55 of Guardian

If ever there was a siren call, it was Winter’s voice murmuring those five words to him. He couldn’t have resisted, even if he wanted to. And he didn’t want to. Because all he wanted, all he needed right now, was Winter in his arms.

He brought his mouth to hover within an inch of hers. “Tomorrow, vision or not, I’ll fight for you before the council.” But tonight he would love her.

Logan sank his lips onto hers, capturing them in a tender kiss. How he’d missed her. Now, finally, he could be with her without guilt, without a secret between them.

“Come,” he murmured and took her hand, leading her to one of the two bedrooms and closing the door behind them.

When he pulled her back into his arms, she stopped him. “I want to be in charge tonight.”

His heartbeat accelerated in surprise. Slowly, he released her. “What did you have in mind?”

Winter put her hands on his chest and started opening the top button of his shirt. “I was thinking of undressing you first, then kissing every inch of your skin…” She let her hand slide down to his groin, where his cock was already pumping full of blood. “And then I thought…” She squeezed his growing erection and licked her lips. “I think you get the idea.”

He let out a groan. He knew exactly what she had in mind. He put his hand over hers and pressed his cock harder against her palm. “Yeah, I think I do.” He slid his other hand to the back of her neck and pulled her face to him. “And selfish bastard that I am, I can’t wait for you to suck me.”

“Then maybe I shouldn’t waste my time taking off your shirt when we both know what I really want.” She brought both hands to his pants now and opened the button, then slid the zipper down. She pushed his pants over his hips until they came to rest at mid-thigh. Again she put one hand over his cock, but this time the contact was even more intense, with only the thin fabric of his boxer briefs separating them. “Especially when you’re ready for me.”

She hooked her thumbs into his waistband and stripped him, dropping to her knees in the same instant.

“Fuck!” He hadn’t expected her to get down to business this quickly. This wasn’t the slow seduction he’d had in mind when he’d taken her to the bedroom. He ripped his shirt open and rid himself of it, so it didn’t hinder his view of what Winter was going to do to him.

Kneeling in front of him, she looked up to him, her face at the same height as his heavy erection. If he moved forward only a couple of inches, his cock would touch her lips.

“I love a man with a beautiful cock.” She ran one finger along the underside of his hard-on. “So thick and long.” She wrapped her hand around its root, making him gasp in response. “So delicious.”

She inched closer, bringing her mouth to the swollen tip of his erection and licked over it as if licking an ice cream cone.

“Fuck!” he repeated, any rational thought or the ability to form proper sentences having deserted his mind.

“Hmm. Yes, just like I imagined.” Her breath teased his sensitive skin, and all of a sudden, warmth engulfed him and he sank deep into Winter’s mouth, her lips sliding down on him, lubricating him as she took him inside.

A shudder charged down his spine, making his knees weak. He reached back and braced himself against the door. Breathing as if he were running a marathon, he looked down at Winter and found her looking up at him. Fuck, he’d never seen a more innocent, yet sexy look. He moaned, then felt her hands on his hips, before she pulled her head back slowly, letting him slip out of her mouth but for the tip. There, she hovered, staring up at him, before she slid down on him again, taking him inside her delicious mouth as far as she could.

“Fuck, baby!” His heart pounded. He wanted this, wanted to possess her like this.

Winter worked him beautifully, took him deep, then slowly released him inch by inch, making him shiver with pleasure. With every thrust into her heavenly mouth she increased her tempo, while she brought her hand to assist, wrapping it around the base of his cock. In concert with her sucking motions, she squeezed him. He couldn’t stop watching his cock disappear inside her mouth, her eyes ever so often looking up at him. Such passion, such pleasure, such innocence.

Winter’s moans vibrated against his hard flesh, sending more shivers through his body. If she continued like this, he wouldn’t last much longer. Still, he couldn’t stop her. His desire for her was growing with every second, the need to possess her becoming more urgent now.

In an ever-increasing tempo, Logan thrust his cock into Winter’s mouth, meeting her movements. He loved the way she welcomed him, her tongue sliding along the underside of his erection on every descent, her lips clinging tightly to him on every withdrawal.

When she suddenly cupped his balls and squeezed them gently, he pushed her away with a groan, his cock slipping from her mouth. “Enough!”

He pulled her up to him, her lips red and swollen, and too tempting to resist. He slanted his lips over hers and kissed her, hard and deep, while making quick work of her pants. He dragged them off her, feeling her stumble, but held onto her so she wouldn’t fall. Then he tore at her panties and rid her of those too. It was all he had time for.

Logan ripped his lips from hers and gazed into her passion-filled eyes. “By God, you deserve better than this, but I need to take you now.”

He whirled her around so she faced the door, positioned himself behind her and spread her legs, then thrust into her, ramming his cock forward and upward in one swift movement, wringing a deep moan from Winter. Her pussy was warm and wet, her muscles tightening around him like a vice he didn’t want to escape from.

“Logan,” she cried out on a moan. “Yes!”

She braced herself against the door, both hands flat against it, and received his next thrust with a counterthrust of her own, driving him deeper and harder into her. But he needed more. Needed to feel her.

He pulled on the T-shirt she was still wearing and dragged it over her head. Then he opened the clasp of her bra and disposed of the pesky garment. Finally, he could touch her. He slid his hands over her breasts, delighting in feeling her hard nipples rub against his palms, and delivered another thrust with his cock.

Dipping his head to her neck, he kissed her there and felt her shudder. “I can’t get enough of you. You’re so gorgeous, so hot. And the way your pussy grips me…” He groaned and squeezed her breasts in his hands, while below he plunged in and out of her. He couldn’t remember ever having felt so passionate about a woman. Was it real, or was it the fact that this could be the last night they would ever have together?

He shook off the thought. He didn’t want to think of what the future held for them. Not now. Now all that mattered was the beautiful woman who was allowing him to fuck her like a beast when she deserved so much better.