Chapter 82

Logan continued to suck gently on my neck, enticing another breathless moan to escape my lips as my hands made their way his shoulders where they rested. My hands fisted the fabric of the slightly damp T-shirt he wore. I bit my lower lip to stop another moan from being heard. I had never felt anything like the sensations flooding through me. Logan was igniting a flame within me that seemed to only die down with his simple touch but it wasn't enough. I wanted, needed more than having just his hands caressing the sides of my body and my hips. My hands reached up from where they had fisted his t-shirt to tangle themselves in his locks. I gently pulled on the silky strands as my back arched upwards and collided with his muscular chest. Logan grunted from above me at my sudden movement before he pulled back so that he could look down at me. I was used to seeing two chocolate pools and I was surprised to see black eyes swirling with lust staring down into my green o