Mr. Dangerously Sexy. Stefanie London

can fix that.”

      In a second, he’d flipped her onto her back and had pinned her hands above her head. His hot breath whispered over her skin as he kissed her neck, sucking and biting until she writhed beneath him.

      Damn him. He knew exactly what to do.

      “Don’t fight it, baby. I’m better when I’m in charge.”

      When his mouth came down on her hers, she was lost. The insistent press of his tongue, the stubble on his jaw and the faint taste of herself on his lips was enough to send her over the edge again. She pressed her face against his neck and chanted his name over and over as her body shook.

      “That’s it, tell me.” He pumped into her faster. “Tell me.”

      “It’s you, Logan. It’s you.”

      He thrust into her once more and roared as he found his release. Cradling her in his arms, he rolled them onto their sides and threw one thigh over her. Claiming her.

      Reminding her that tomorrow she’d need to regain her distance if she had any hope of protecting her heart...