One Kaylee
Logan tosses me over his shoulder and my squeal echoes against the patio stones. Wet skin drips as he marches us right into the house, not even grabbing our towels, not even turning off the hot tub. That’s how eager my man is for what I’m going to give him.
Truth be told, I’m eager, too. Logan’s played with my ass several times now, working me open with his fingers, licking and sucking at me in a way that’s both filthy and delicious. Now, I want all of him. I want him to take me in the one place he’s never had me. I want him to claim every single part of my body, just like he’s claimed my heart.