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“If you’re sure this is what you want, Peaches.”

I grin as I tug him toward me. “This is one hundred percent what I want.”

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LOGAN

Savanna tightens her legs around my waist, and I curl my good arm around her as I lift her off the boulder.

“Hey, where are you taking me?”

“Somewhere private.”

She grabs my back to cling to. “Still think you know what’s best for me.”

“Believe me, Peaches, being somewhere private where I can take my time pleasuring you is going to be something you want to experience.”

She chuckles, and I carry her off the path, crashing through dense bush and startling small animals. A few feet in, I find a space between two trees where there’s enough room to lay her down. It’s not the bed and rose petals she deserves, but it’s her choice and I respect that.

My dick is impatient, and my heart sings with hope. This is crossing a line for us, and I don’t want to fuck it up.

I set Savanna down on her feet and pull my t-shirt off and lay it on the bed of leaves.

“It’s not how I imagined this.”

She raises her eyebrows. “You imagined this?”

“So many times. You have no idea.”

Savanna sinks to her knees, and I join her.

“Same,” she says quietly.

My heart sings with the knowledge. She thought about me, and it wasn’t all bad.

“I used to imagine you studying at college, meeting some college sports jock. It used to drive me crazy.”

She chuckles. “You used to think about me?”

I stroke her cheek. “Every damn day. Leaving you was the hardest thing I ever did. And I’m so, so sorry for the hurt I caused.”

She winces and pulls away. “I don’t want to think about that, Logan. I’ve waited a long time to feel you inside me. Don’t ruin it by reminding me why this is a bad idea.”

I slide my hand between her legs. “You can tell me to stop anytime.”

Her eyelids flutter shut, and I lean forward and press my lips to them.

“I don’t want you to stop.”

She’s so damn beautiful, and I kiss every part of her face. Her eyelids, her cheeks, her nose—every part of her I’ve missed.

Savanna sighs softly, and I move my kisses to her mouth. She opens for me, and our tongues collide. It feels so damn right as I lay her down on my t-shirt. She wiggles out of her shorts, and I pull her shirt off.

I sit back on my haunches to admire her feminine curves. “You’re beautiful. So fucking beautiful.”

She smiles shyly, and my heart melts. I could get used to this. Her body, her smile. Her.

“You’re overdressed, soldier.” The shy smile turns into a wicked grin, and my cock seeps pre-cum. I love the shy smile, but I love the bold Savanna, the one who gives orders and knows what she wants.