#Chapter 114: Too Much At Stake

Logan pressed me against the side of the elevator. Trapped between the cool metal wall and the hard, hot line of his torso and chest, all I could do – and all I wanted to do – was surrender to the demanding mouth against mine and the insistent tongue trying to lick past my lips. I raised by hands and placed them on his biceps. They flexed as he lifted his arms to fully box me in against the wall. Closing my eyes, I felt lost to the feel and depth of his kiss. His mouth was so warm, his lips soft against mine. When the elevator reached our floor, it dinged and the doors opened. Logan lifted his face from mine. We were both panting. His eyes continued to bore into me, as if he could see down into the depths of my soul. “Logan…”I breathed, unsure of what to say beyond that. Reason felt so distant from me. My thoughts were butterflies on the wind and I had a hole in my net. “My office,” he said, voice rough. “Now.” He stepped back, allowing me to step around him and off of t