Free Indestructible by Angela Graham Page B

winced at the separation, never wanting him apart from me. He must have felt it too, because suddenly I was being hauled up in his arms, where he held me against his hard body.
    Ah, to be spooned by Logan. There was nothing better. When he traced the shell of my ear with his tongue, I nearly came undone a second time.
    “Good evening, beautiful.” His breath tickled my neck.
    As much as I loved being in his arms, I needed to see him. I rolled over to face him, weaving one of my legs between his.
    His glistening eyes studied me.
    “Hi,” was all I could manage before my lips crashed into his and I lost myself in the sensations still fluttering deep inside me.
    I clung to the perfectly tailored suit he was still wearing. My head rested in the nook of his neck as I ran my fingers up and down the silkiness of his tie. Our kiss ended in a beautiful show of light nips.
    Everyone else be damned. Life was good.
    “I missed you today,” he confessed in a whisper. “Couldn’t think of anything else.”
    “Ditto.”
    He took my hand and nuzzled my palm. “You slept well, I hope?”
    “I did.” The room was dark. I wondered if Oliver was already asleep, which would mean I’d missed dinner. It wasn’t the worst thing; I wouldn’t mind eating in bed. I just hoped Oliver hadn’t worried about me. “And all day, it appears. Looks like I earned that reward.”
    “ That was just a friendly hello.”
    “Mmm.” The thrill of more sounded like heaven.
    “What were you dreaming about? You looked stunningly peaceful when I came in. I almost hated disturbing you.”
    “Almost?” I lifted my head, a playful grin on my lips.
    “What can I say? You’re a temptation I can’t resist.” He threw me a smirk and I giggled, dropping my head back to his shoulder.
    “The massage felt good. Feel free to give them often.”
    He shuffled us up, lying back on his pillow. My chin was propped over my arm that was splayed across his chest. I stared up at his easy smile.
    “You can count on it,” he said, then took my chin and leaned down to nip my mouth. “But I am far from done with you tonight. I have some hell to raise, remember?”
    “How could I forget?” I kissed him more deeply, never wanting to leave that bed.

    Sunrise was upon us before either of us was ready. We’d only just fallen asleep when Logan was kissing my forehead, explaining he needed to wake Oliver for school.
    I grumbled, not wanting to move, my limbs sprawled lifelessly across the mattress. I was deliciously exhausted and fully satisfied.
    His body shook with a soft laugh as he attempted to shimmy up to escape from under me. I pressed my body harder against him, pinning him in place.
    “Don’t worry, sweetheart. You can go back to sleep, but you’ll need to release me first.”
    “Mmm.”
    “I adore you sleepy.” His hands knotted through my hair, shifting my head gently to face him. Despite the heaviness of sleep, my eyelids fluttered open. The room was dim, barely lit by the sunlight filtering in.
    “Stay longer,” I protested, my voice hoarse. “You’re my pillow.” His body was the finest place I’d ever laid my head.
    “I wish I could.” He managed to climb out of bed, and started across the room in all his naked glory.
    God, he’s gorgeous. I couldn’t pull my eyes away.
    “I set a meeting for this morning under the pretense you’d be kicking me out like you did yesterday.”
    I pulled his pillow closer and crushed it under my weighty head, my hair wild around me. “I didn’t kick you out. I just thought it was best you return to work.”
    “And now…”
    “And now I am fully aware of how good it is to keep you barricaded in this room with me. Consider it a win for you.” My lips curled.
    He walked back to me and leaned down, lowering the blanket and ensnaring my nipple. His mouth gave a pop when he released it after a rough suckle. “I do.” He straightened, staring down at me with a tilt to his head. “As long as you’re here