Beautifully Knight (Jordan Knight Fanfic, Liadan #5)

Dashboards and Dopplers

Two Weeks Later

-LOGAN-

"Okay, okay, now we have to stop it, I'm serious. I have to practice. Then we have to load the party supplies in the truck before I have to be at the restaurant and you have to go to work. There's only so much time. What's your crew gonna say if you're late?

"Good mornin'," I smirked as warmth danced across my face and in my pants as I leaned into the passenger door of my truck from high school. Unlike my daily driver that cost more than I'd like to admit, this decades-old Ford had long been relegated to my work fleet after enduring more than its share of scratches and dents, but despite its imperfections, it still had a lot of perks—including its smaller bed for quick pickups and its lower height that placed my girlfriend at the perfect height for an old-fashioned make out session.

"Oh yeah? And what else?"

"Nothing. Perks of being the boss. I can spend all day with my girl and nobody can say a fuckin' thing," My heart beat at a steady pace as I gazed down into Hailey's eyes that glittered in the reflection of the rising morning sun while she intertwined her fingers around the back of my neck and smiled at me with kiss-swollen lips. Her cheeks that had rounded a bit over the past few weeks streaked red.

"Yeah, well, we still should get going and you should get out of the sun. There's gonna be a high UV index today. You need more sunscreen and a shirt," her finger tips moved down my bare back, leaving goosebumps in their wake and drawing me even closer between her legs. "How do you last out here all day everyday without burning? I look like a tomato every time I come visit you."

"Nuh uh. You look perfect. Sunkissed," I dipped my head to collide my lips with hers again. "And Boyfriendkissed."

"Boyfriendkissed?"

"Uh huh," I mumbled against her.

"That's not a thing." Hailey shook her head.

"It's a thing." I trailed my hands under her flowy sundress and up her thighs

"It's not." She giggled and shook her head again as she cutely scrunched her nose against mine before she kissed back.

"Then we'll make it a thing," I insisted, hooking my fingers onto her waist and pulling her to the edge of the seat as I trailed kisses along her jawline and brought my lips back to hers, nudging my tongue inside until she moaned softly.

"Logan," Her breathing hitched before she leaned back just enough for her eyes to dance around and out the dash to span the undeveloped land beyond the two large storage barns that framed either side of us.

"Nobody comes out here but me, my uncle, and scheduled delivery trucks. There's no deliveries planned for today. We're alone for the first time in forever," I whispered into her ear before moving my hands to grip her hips and brush my self against her.

As much as I was grateful to my parents for always letting me and my siblings come home with the people we loved, no questions asked, and I cherished the safe haven that provided us while I tried to figure out what our next steps were away from the Penthouse, there was a deep, unrelenting, carnal part of me that missed and needed some private, uninterrupted time with my girl.

"We're gonna be late," Hailey whispered, but the soft moan that followed told me she was only saying what she thought she was supposed to.

"So what?" I nudged my nose at the spot where she always dabbed her perfume and she made an incoherent noise as I found the elastic band of her panties and pushed inside.

I captured her mouth back in a kiss while I lifted her up off the seat to swipe her dress from underneath her the rest of the way and pull her panties down her legs while she clasped onto my belt and made quick work of it. The rhythmic sound of her heartbeat set the pace for my own as she hooked her legs around my waist and used her calves to push my jeans downwards while her fingertips tangled in my hair.