Paid to Please Him

8 | Hot & Bothered because of Logan Prescott

With my head rested on Logan's chest, I watch as he scrolled through the TV guide looking for something to watch.

"Are you going to settle on a channel anytime soon?"

A chuckle reverberates from deep within his chest making the corner of my lips curl upward into a smile. Draping my arm over his midsection I snuggle closer into his side as I listen to his heartbeat.

"Hey Love, did you bring a charger with you?"

I turn my head upwards to look him in the eyes. "Yeah, it's in my suitcase. Is everything alright?"

"Just a work call that they insist can't wait." Logan presses a kiss to my temple before getting up off the couch.

When Logan left to get the charger, I waited a few minutes before calling out to him making sure he actually found it. "Logan, did you find it?" No answer. "Babe?" When I didn't get a response I got up off the couch and started to make my way to the master bedroom.

"Logan, is everything –" I stop dead in my tracks when I walk into the room and see Logan looking at the lingerie set I had bought with Danielle just the other day.

"What's this?" he asks as he turns toward me with a smirk on his lips and glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

"What does it look like?"

"Like you're trying to seduce me," he rasped. "And it's working."

A breathy laugh escaped my lips as I felt his arms encircle my waist. His warm breath fans out over my lips making me shudder. Just as our lips were about to meet, Logan's phone begins to ring. A frustrated groan leaves his lips before he places a tender kiss on my lips.

"I have to take this." He begrudgingly says. "Someone's about to get fired," he angrily mutters under his breath making me laugh.

As his voice disappears down the hall, I take the thin black fabric between my fingertips and bite my bottom lip. Grabbing the rest of the set, I make a quick dash to the master bathroom making sure to lock the door behind me. Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I take a deep breath before ridding myself of my clothes. As the articles of clothing fall to the floor, I feel butterflies begin to flutter around in my stomach as I take the black lacey boy shorts in my hands once again.

Pulling the thin material up the smooth skin of my legs, I notice that I'm trembling – actually physically trembling. Damn nerves. My hands didn't help with me getting the bra on due to the fact my fingers were clammy which – together with my unsteady hands – made it nearly impossible to fasten the clasp in the back. "Get yourself together, Bailey."

After finally managing to get the rest of the outfit on, I go back into the bedroom to see that Logan is not there. He's probably still on the phone, I mentally tell myself as I begin to pace the room to calm myself down and to get my nerves under control before I passed out. Closing my eyes for a moment, I take a deep breath and hold it while counting to ten.

I fall into a daze as I stare myself down in the mirror. It wasn't until I felt the warmth radiating from Logan's body come up behind me that I let out the breath I was holding and came back to reality.

"Bailey," he breaths in my ear. I feel his hands gently squeeze my forearms, slowly turning me around so that were looking at each other eye-to-eye. "I don't want to rush you or make you feel pressured to do this. You waited this long, I just don't want you to feel like this is something we have to do right now, right this very moment. I've waited this long and I can wait longer."

I reach a hand up to cup his face, my thumb gently rubbing over the prickly stubble of his five o'clock shadow.

"You're shaking, Love."

"I know," I quietly laugh. "I'm nervous, but I promise you it's a good kind of nervous. You know I have dated other guys before you..."

"Don't remind me," he sighs, pressing his forehead to mine. His fingers firmly dig into my hips making me bite my lip at how strong his hands were.

"It never felt right. It never felt like this."

"I love you. Bailey." His voice is rough like gravel which makes me weak in the knees.

My hands clutch onto the fabric of his t-shirt to steady myself. "I love you, Logan Prescott."

Looking up into Logan's eyes, I watch as his bright blue eyes – the very eyes that reminded me of the clearest of blue skies – slowly begin to cloud over with unadulterated lust. Although I had slipped on a pair of stilettos, I was still nowhere near Logan's height. Leaning up on my tip toes, I press our lips together in a smoldering kiss. My hands migrate up Logan's strong, well-built chest and into his hair earning me a guttural moan. My lips immediately curl up into a smile feeling his hands travel down my body, firmly grabbing my ass before pulling me up into his arms as if I weighted nothing at all.

I gasp when I pull away and see Logan gazing at me – studying me.

"What?" I ask a little self-consciously, pulling my arms up to my body in an effort to conceal myself.

"Don't hide yourself from me, Love." his hands grab both of mine and I feel better when I feel him interlace our fingers together. "You're absolutely perfect."

My cheeks flush beet red. "No I'm not, Logan."

"If only you know how perfect you are," he leaned down placing a gentle kiss on my forehead. "And how beautiful you are." His lips briefly captured mine in a chaste kiss as he slowly began to move down my jaw line and down my neck.

"Logan," his name rolls of my tongue and I feel him smile against the skin of my chest as he sucks and kisses the exposed cleavage.

"You drive me wild," he confessed. "You make me feel like an animal –" his lips begin to travel down my stomach and my heart immediately leaps in my chest as he continues further down my body. "Like an insatiable savage."

"You must've had some self-control having to wait months for this." I breathily moan feeling his hot breath over the fabric of my lace panties.

"I've only taken cold showers since meeting you." He groaned, curling his expert fingers around the sides of the thin lace material before slowly pulling them down my legs and tossing them onto the floor. I chew on my bottom lip as I feel the mattress dip unevenly as he crawls up the mattress until he's hovering over me. He looks down at me for a brief moment before one of his hands reaches up to tug my bottom lip from my teeth's grasp. Leaning down he kisses me passionately as I release the comforter from my aching fingers and tangle them in his hair. Logan's arm slides under my body and in one swift movement I'm now settled on top of him, straddling his jean-covered hips. His hand travels up my back making goosebumps rise in its wake as my fingers tug at the hem of his shirt.

"How come you still have your clothes on?" I pouted making him smirk.

"Because, Love," he purred before rolling up back over so that I was nestled between him and the mattress again. "Tonight's all about you."

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**Also...Thank you so much to FuzzyOstrich for the amazing new cover! I absolutely love it :)**