Chapter 27
27
“Tell me about California.”
Vivian thought about what was happening. She and Logan were sharing stories, histories, and information that a couple should know about each other. But it was still for the cover to make sure Iggie and Sally thought they were a true couple. Yet, in some ways, they were a couple. The lines between real and pretend had blurred. And in that blurred area between true and fake was the place where her heart could get broken. She looked into his gray-green eyes that were staring straight into her soul and was lost. Lost in all that was Logan, both real and not. But the possible heartbreak was very real.
She looked down at her hand in his. “Um… yeah… California.”
“Hey,” he said, drawing her eyes back to his. “You okay?”
“Just gathering my thoughts.” She smiled, thinking about where she’d grown up. “I know this sounds so typical, but I love sunshine. That’s why Alaska would never work for me…the change in sunrises and sunsets would kill me. Part of the year, they have only four hours of daylight, and others, only four hours of darkness. I could handle the daylight.”
She pointed up to the curtain. “That’s why most places have room-darkening shades or curtains. If it’s light outside, you can make it dark inside. But if it’s dark outside…ugh. Lamps just don’t seem like sunlight.”
She watched him lean back, the grin on his face warming her as she realized she had slid off topic again. “Sorry, I got sidetracked by talk of sunshine. Anyway, I’ve been working out of the Sacramento office for the past four years.”
“Waiting for things to get exciting?”
Nodding, she dipped her chin, staring at her hand still clasped in his. “I told my supervisor I wanted more responsibility and was willing to travel.” Snorting ruefully, she said, “And I landed right back in Alaska.”
“You landed right into my lap,” he said, giving her a little tug to pull her closer.
“It was a nice landing,” she admitted and watched as his eyes seemed a little brighter.
“What’s your favorite food?”
“Wow, quick change of topic,” she responded with a laugh, “The answer is everything, but I love Asian food…Chinese, Thai, Japanese.”
“Biggest fear?”
Twisting her head around, she looked up at him quizzically. She thought for a moment, then said, “Driving on snow. I hate driving on snow.” Suddenly changing her mind, she leaned away from him and exclaimed, “No, no. Not driving on snow. That’s second. It would be thin ice.”
Blinking at her unexpected response, he shook his head as his brow furrowed. “Thin ice?”
Nodding rapidly, she said, “When I was a kid, a bunch of us went ice skating. I thought it was fun and had no idea how dangerous it was. One kid skated over some thin ice and fell through. He almost died, and it scared me to death! I learned my lesson that day. Never go skating by yourself because you might be on thin ice and not even know it. So if someone is with you and you fall through, then you can be saved.”
Sitting quietly for another moment, she leaned her head on his shoulder as he wrapped his arm around her. “I guess that’s kind of my story in a nutshell.” Looking into his eyes, she said, “Do you want to start on you?”
Shaking his head, a gleam appeared in his eye. “Nah. I’d rather start on you.” With that, he captured her mouth, this time taking the kiss soft and slow, as though savoring every nuance of her lips. The electricity slid through her nerves, awakening her senses until he thrust his tongue into her mouth, and then the jolts between her mouth, her nipples, and her core exploded.
Barely aware he was shifting them down onto the bed, she focused on the way he kissed her neck, nuzzling her wildly beating pulse point as his fingers unbuttoned her shirt. She wiggled, allowing him to remove both the flannel and her bra. With that accomplished, he glided his lips over her chest to latch onto a taut bud. Suckling one nipple after the other, he moved his hand over her stomach before his mouth trailed kisses in his hand’s wake.
As her pants slid down her legs, she moaned in pleasure as he left her stomach to continue his trail of kisses down to her slick folds.Her legs fell naturally apart to accommodate him, and he took every advantage she offered as he licked her wetness. As his tongue dove for deeper access in her channel, her fingers ran through his hair, her breath catching in her lungs.
His tongue thrust in and out of her sex, and he reached up with one hand to fondle her breast as her hips rotated upward, pushing into his face.
Vivian could feel the delicious pressure building in her core and smell the scent of sex in the air, desperately needing her release.He moved his mouth up to her swollen clit, sucking it into his mouth, allowing his tongue to swirl around it.At the same time, he pinched her nipple, and she convulsed against his face.
Her hips bucked as she begged for more.He added a finger deep into her sex, and she exploded as waves of bliss pounded over and over.Throwing her head back, she allowed the sensations to carry her away to a place where there was no mission.No terrorists. No worry.Just Logan and her.
He watched her face carefully as the pleasure shone in her expression. Her eyes fluttered open just before she smiled at him. She raised her arms, beckoning him, and he acquiesced, kissing his way up her body. Spending time sucking each breast, he nibbled kisses over her neck and jaw, finally settling on her lips again.
She wound her arms around his shoulders, pulling him close. Although, with his body lying on hers, he wasn’t sure they could get any closer. Then the tip of his cock settled at her entrance, and the rush of knowing how much closer they could be filled him.
Reaching over to the nightstand, he grabbed a condom from the new stash he’d bought from the store. Shifting to his knees, he rolled it on quickly, noting the way her gaze roamed over his body. He’d never been a man to care much about how he looked as long as he was clean and presentable. But now, he was glad for the weightlifting, the runs, and the hard work he’d put into building LSIMT. Her fingers trailed along his muscular chest and abs, following the path of her gaze.
He slowly lowered himself over her, keeping his weight off her chest with his hands planted on either side of her. Now, his gaze roamed slowly over her body, and he carefully shifted his hips between her legs, positioning his cock at her opening.Sliding his hand between them, he guided himself in and was fully seated with one thrust.
“Babe, I want you to feel every inch,” he whispered, the words as strangled as his cock in her tight sex.
“I do,” she rasped, her eyes wide and her lips curving.
He began slow thrusting, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back in again.Desiring to go deeper, he shifted to a kneel before pulling her hips upward toward his cock, gently pushing her legs apart as wide as she was comfortable. Keeping his gaze on her face to ensure she was relaxed, he began slow thrusts again.
She began to moan at the deeper friction, and her eyes clamped tight as her hands clenched his biceps. He leaned down to palm her breasts, his gaze darting from her face to where their bodies were joined. With one hand tweaking a nipple and the other sliding down to thumb the taut bud of nerves, he knew he’d never seen a more beautiful sight.
“Babe, open your eyes and come for me,” he begged.
As though on cue, her inner walls grabbed his cock tightly. He felt her waves of pleasure as they crashed through her to him.Losing control, he pistoned the last few thrusts deep inside, allowing her contracting muscles to milk him.Leaning up with her hips tightly held in his firm grip, he threw his head back, neck straining as his release poured deeply inside.Continuing to pump until the last drop was gone, he then slowly pulled out.Gently moving to her side, he lay down beside her, pulling her into his embrace.
They lay together, sated, and he pushed her hair from her face.After a moment, he untangled himself from her, rising from the bed to dispose of the condom. A moment later, he stalked back, and her exhausted smile greeted him. He pulled her close as she snuggled into his side.
“Can I admit that I’m really excited about the upcoming trip to the hot springs? I love the idea of getting away from the world of spies, espionage, and terrorists.”
He chuckled and squeezed her tighter. “You can admit anything you want, babe. And for the record, I feel the same way.”
Hearing her breathing slow, Logan knew zombie Viv was already peacefully slumbering. Sliding from underneath her, he moved through the house, checking the doors. Standing in the dark living room, he pulled the curtain back slightly, seeing the darkened house next door. Heaving a sigh, he wondered how much longer the mission would take, finding that he did not want to end his time with Vivian.
Walking quietly back into the bedroom, he slipped under the covers, pulling her close, tangling their legs. Kissing the top of her head, he followed her into sleep.