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more blood race to his cock. Then her hand drifted down again over his chest, lower, running over each ridge of his abdomen.
    Now Logan was breathing hard.
    “You’re magnificent,” she said quietly.
    He knew that in his entire thirty-five years of living, no one had ever called him magnificent. And no one had ever said it and believed it like Sydney.
    He lunged up and grabbed her. She gasped. Naked and wet, he carried her through into the bedroom. He tossed her on the bed, towering above her.
    She stared up at him and he saw her chest rising and falling rapidly. Desire flared in her eyes—bright and hot. Her gaze drifted down and locked on his very engorged cock.
    Logan lowered himself on top of her. He pressed his lips to hers, driving his tongue inside her mouth. He needed the taste of her. He needed the feel of her. She kissed him back eagerly.
    As he devoured her, her hands slid down his sides, and a second later, he felt her slim fingers close around his cock.
    He groaned and thrust himself into her hands. “You want me inside you?”
    “Yes,” she panted. She stroked him again with firm, hard pumps. “You’re a very generous handful, Logan. I can’t wait for you to be inside me. To watch you lose control.”
    He groaned again. Then he heard a knocking sound.
    It took him a second to realize that someone was knocking on the door.
    “Ready for dinner, O’Connor?” Declan called out.
    Hell . Logan felt his entire body trembling and he fought for some control. But Sydney didn’t stop her caresses. She sped up her strokes and he felt the start of his orgasm coiling at the base of his spine.
    He’d never had sex like this. Him naked, a woman clothed and giving him pleasure.
    “Give me a minute.” He wasn’t sure if Dec would be fooled. Logan lowered his voice “Syd—” His words ended on a tortured growl.
    “So big, so hard.” She kept working him. “I want you to come for me, Logan. Right here, right now.”
    He groaned, trying to keep it quiet, since he knew Dec was only feet away and separated by thin wood. Logan was usually loud during sex. He’d never been forced to keep his control like this, to contain his response. For him, sex was always fast and a little wild. This was different, and agonizingly amazing.
    She stroked faster, and he kept pumping his hips into her hand. She reached down and cupped his balls.
    Logan stiffened and came with the force of a freight train. She pulled the sheet up to cover the head of his cock, and instead of roaring out his release, he buried his face in her throat, his lips pressed against her skin. He opened his mouth and gently bit her, catching that sensitive tendon between her neck and shoulder. She arched under him with a fierce, quiet moan.
    “Don’t have all day, O’Connor,” Dec called again.
    Chest heaving, Logan tried to get his brain firing. His body was still humming with pleasure and his legs felt numb.
    “Go,” Sydney whispered.
    He pulled back to look down at her. Flushed cheeks, swollen lips, and a very satisfied look in her eyes. Damn, he wanted her. He didn’t care about dinner or his best friend. He wanted to lodge himself inside her and take all night to explore every luscious inch of her. Find out what she liked, what made her cry out, what made her blush, and what made her come.
    “I’ll see you at dinner, after I clean up,” she said.
    Dec pounded on the door again. “We have details to sort out for tomorrow. Quit snoozing, Logan.”
    Logan closed his eyes for a second and raised his voice. “I just finished washing up. Give me a chance to get dressed.”
    He gave Sydney one last and frustratingly short kiss, before he stood. “Later.”
    She smiled. “Count on it.”
     

Chapter Seven
    Early the next morning, Sydney found herself seated on a horse, riding up the mountainside above Leymebamba. The sun was shining, and the air was crisp and fresh. The view back down to the village in the valley was gorgeous.
    The others were