THE BRAVO BOYS - SNAKE EATER [book three]

Chapter SIXTY FIVE

Shelby Quinn

A dangerous glint sparks in his eyes as he leans closer, pulling me in with a strong hand at the nape of my neck. "Fuck. Say that again, Barbie." His request is husky and hungry, a primal heat combusting in the air all around us as his velvety cologne curls itself around my last vestige of self control.

I want him so badly it burns.

I chew the inside of my cheek to fight off a coy smile, happy to stroke his swelling ego if it means getting my way with him. "I'd do anything for you, Logan." I obediently repeat the phrase he so longs to hear. My lips as willing to speak the words as his are to reward me with a devouring kiss. His tongue coaxes and lashes my own, swirling in a sensual teasing tango.

"Again." He growls in fierce demand against my lips as his fingers wind around my ponytail to jerk my head back and gain access to my throat. The way he holds and commands my body is both cherishing and punishing. He is forceful and fierce, but soft and sweet all at once. A heady combination.

"I'd do anything-mmm." I shudder as he lays more ravaging kisses down to my collarbone. One deft hand unhooks my bra to reveal my creamy, bare skin, as the other pulls confidently on my hair. "Anything for you, Logan."

The pounding pulse between my thighs amplifies as his hands roam my curves, those sensual sensations urging me to grind up against him, desperate for relief and yearning to feel his arousal.

"Mmm, that's it, get wet for me, Baby."
His voice is low and teasing, but strained with need as he lowers his lips to my peaking nipple, sucking it into his mouth to flick at it.

Oh but he doesn't even need to ask.

I am liquid lava in his arms. An ocean of lust pooling at the apex of my thighs as my muscles unwind and my body relaxes into him.

"Please, Logan." I moan, my mind emptying of all that is left unsaid, rational thoughts become unthinkable and everything narrows down to a single focus.

I squirm in anticipation as he falls to his knees on the soft carpet, trailing his silky tongue down my stomach, stopping to lavish attention on each silver scar and pale bruise. "I'm already dripping for you."

"Yeah you are." His fingers delve into my panties, twisting the dampened fabric aside before licking a slick hot stripe through my centre. The sudden blaze of pleasure rocks me to my very core, overwhelming me with the eager need for more. "And you taste so fucking sweet."

"Oh, please don't stop!" Instinctively pressing my hips forward, I whimper with my back pressed against the wall. The wall bears my weight as my knees wobble from the intense friction of his mouth on me and seismic rumbles run down my spine.

"Mmmh." He groans against my soaked flesh sending vibrating shockwaves shivering through me, the ripples of ecstasy causing my muscles to flex and contract uncontrollably. "You know how much I love it when you beg, Baby."

"Oh please!" I cry out as his skilled fingers join his tongue and two thick digits slip inside me to add to the mounting pressure, massaging me from the inside. "I need you so bad, please!"

"Spread your legs a little wider, Sweetness, lemme' see you." He grips at my thigh, turning my leg out to gain more leverage before he hooks one of my knees over his hulking shoulder.

As I settle into the unstable position, my cheeks burn pink and my heart thumps violently behind my heaving breasts. I can feel the warm caress of his breath as it casts over my wanting cunt. Looking at me as if I were a holy deity, he worships my femininity from his knees, knowing me completely. With meticulous attention, he tears the very flesh from my bones to expose every skeleton hidden in my closet. Every secret. Every fear and insecurity.