Page 88 of To Wed a Wild Scot
Juliana’s back arched sharply under the teasing caress. “Logan.” She reached for him and tried to pull him down beside her, but he caught her wrists and pinned them to the bed. He didn’t say a word, but teased and licked at one of her nipples, driving her out of her mind with each stroke of his hot tongue.
“Logan…” She tried to move her hands, to tug free so she could sink her fingers into his hair, but again he resisted, holding her down gently as he continued to pleasure her. When he’d worked her nipple into a rigid peak, he dragged his mouth across her chest, dropping a half-dozen kisses there before his lips closed over her other nipple.
Juliana whimpered and squirmed under his relentless caress as he suckled her. When she was gasping and boneless, he released one of her hands and smoothed his palm down her stomach, drawing closer and closer to the place where she wanted him most.
She opened her legs and arched her hips for him, but when he reached the top edge of her curls, his hand stilled. He lifted his head from her breasts and watched her face as he drew lazy circles on the gentle curve of her lower belly. “Will you come for me like this,mo bhean?”
“I—I don’t know.” Dear God, she was going mad from his teasing, every inch of her body taut as she waited for his fingers to stroke her. “Touch me, Logan.”
His eyes had gone heavy-lidded. He dragged one harsh breath after another through his parted lips, but even as he grew more aroused, he continued to deny her. He toyed with her, letting his fingers play in her curls, circling closer, but each time he stopped just shy of her center.
“Dhia, I could come to release just watching you.” He released her other wrist and leaned over her, his breath hot against her ear. “Take my hand,bòcan, and put it where you need it.”
Juliana didn’t hesitate. She pushed his hand down and pressed it directly against her core.
Logan sucked in a harsh breath. “So wet, Juliana. It drives me mad, feeling how wet you are for me.” He stroked between her warm folds and gently pinched her aching bud between his fingers. Juliana cried out, and then Logan’s lips were at her ear again, his voice a low growl as he urged her on. “Yes, Ana. This is what you want. Now let me give it to you…”
He slid his fingertip over her, and at the same time bent to suck a nipple into his mouth. His tongue stabbed at the turgid peak, and that was all it took. Juliana’s back bowed, and a second later she was tumbling headlong into a breathless release.
He stroked and sucked as she shuddered through her climax, his movements ceasing only when she collapsed into a sated heap on the bed. “Every morning, just like this, Juliana.” He smiled at her dazed nod, brushed her damp hair away from her face, and leaned down to kiss her forehead.
She gave him a lazy smile, her body so relaxed she might have fallen asleep again if she hadn’t wanted to see Grace.
Logan watched her stretch and twist, and a groan fell from his lips. “You make me want to lie in bed with you all day.”
“Then why don’t you?” He was still breathing hard, and his cheekbones were flushed. Her gaze drifted lower, and…yes, he was fully aroused, his hard length straining against the front of his falls.
“Not today.” He brushed the back of his knuckles over her cheek, then rose from the bed.
Juliana sat up straighter against her pillows. For the first time, she noticed he was dressed for riding, and anxiety swelled in her stomach. “Logan? Where are you going?”
“I need to take care of some business,” he muttered evasively.
Juliana frowned up at him. “What business?”
His face closed. “Nothing important.”
Julian stilled. Business? He had business in Surrey? Was this mysterious business what had kept him here, then? What would happen once he finished it?
Logan blew out a breath. “It’s nearly finished, so it’s nothing you need worry about.”
But Julianawasworried. “Why can’t you tell me what it is? Perhaps I could help you—”
“No,” he said, his tone clipped. “I don’t want you involved in this.”
Juliana worried her lower lip. She could see argument was useless. She hadn’t been with Logan long, but she already recognized that stubborn set to his lips. “It is…dangerous?”
Logan reached forward and gently pulled her lower lip free of her teeth. “Don’t harm it. I may want to bite it myself later.”
He gave her that slow, seductive smile that usually distracted her, but this time Juliana held onto her wits. “I don’t like this, Logan.”
His face softened. “You don’t need to worry for me, Ana. I’ll be fine.” He hesitated, then added, “But I’ll be late getting back to Graystone Court. I hope to return tonight, but it might be early tomorrow morning.”
Tomorrow morning? What kind of business would take him away for an entire day and night?
She opened her mouth to ask, but Logan pressed a finger to her lips to hush her. “You’ll have your hands full with Grace today. I’ve just come from seeing her, and the doctor was right. It’ll be difficult keeping her in bed. Take care of her, and I’ll be back before you’ve even missed me.”
He raised her hands to his lips, then rose and went to the door.
