The Mighty Quinns: Logan

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Authors: Kate Hoffmann
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hands above her head, he slowly entered her, and when he drew back, Logan looked into her eyes, as if reading her response to every move he made.
    He knew he ought to get protection, but when he reached for the box of condoms, she shook her head. “I’m all right,” she said softly. “If you are...”
    They’d been together such a short time, yet he knew he wanted to feel her completely. And it was perfect, a sensation so intense that his body trembled as he tried to maintain control. He knew how to move, exactly how to dictate her responses, how to bring her close and then draw her back from the edge. It was as if their bodies had been meant for each other, designed to give each other pleasure.
    He braced himself on his arms, slowing his pace until she could feel every inch of him as he plunged into her moist heat.
    Sunny’s breathing grew quicker, and he felt her body tensing ever so slightly. And when he was certain that she was as close as he was, he let himself feel it all. A delicious heat spread through him, his body slowly coiling tighter with each stroke. It was a tantalizing ascent, spinning up and up until every nerve in his body was humming.
    “Look at me,” he whispered.
    She moaned, her voice sounding like an echo in his head. He gently bit her lower lip and she opened her eyes. Sunny’s breath caught in her throat and, suddenly, she was there, tumbling over the edge.
    A cry of surprise tore from her throat as her body dissolved into deep spasms. Their gazes never faltered and he drove into her one more time before joining her in his own powerful orgasm.
    The pleasure seemed to go on forever, only abating when they were both completely spent and gasping for breath. Though his arms felt boneless, Logan braced above her and bent closer to kiss her. “Do you know how incredible that feels? To do that together?”
    “Mmm,” she murmured with a sleepy smile. “We are becoming quite good at it.”
    He chuckled softly and rolled off her. “You know what they say about practice?”
    “What?”
    He stretched out beside her, lying on his stomach and toying with a strand of her hair. “It should be done enthusiastically and often.”
    “I’ll remember that,” she said with a laugh.
    Logan stared at her beautiful face. He wanted to tell her how much she meant to him, how he was falling completely under her spell, but he knew it was too soon. Sunny wasn’t the type to want undying proclamations of love and affection. She seemed to be happy when everything was light and carefree.
    He ran his fingers over her brow, then dropped a kiss on her lips. For now, he’d play the game by her rules. “I’m going to go put Tally into the trailer for the night.”
    “I’ll come and help you,” she said.
    “No, you stay here. It’ll only take me a minute.”
    She watched him from the bed as he pulled on a pair of shorts and slipped into his trainers. He noticed the box with the chocolate cake sitting on the counter. “We forgot dessert,” he said.
    “What?”
    Logan grabbed the box and set it down beside her on the bed, then retrieved the single fork they had. “Why don’t you get started on that and I’ll be back in a few?”
    He walked outside into the cool night, quietly closing the screen door behind him. A moment later, he heard a tiny scream and smiled to himself. Sunny was pleased.
    Tally gave him a curious look as he approached, the light from the campervan reflected in her eyes. “Don’t worry,” he murmured. “You’re still my best girl.”
    He rubbed the horse’s neck and she nuzzled his shoulder, her soft nose nudging him for a biscuit. He unclipped her from the lead, then walked her back to the trailer. He opened the upper sections of the trailer doors and turned Tally around so she could enjoy the scents on the night air. Then he grabbed a biscuit from the tin and held out his hand.
    “One more day on the road,” he said as the horse took the biscuit from his palm. “Then I’m going

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