"You're thinking again," Logan said.
Kelsey walked her fingers up his chest. "About how good you look under me."
His eyes darkened, and he gripped her hips again. "Is that so?"
"Yup."
He splayed his hands over her ass, pressing each finger against her, and pulled her closer to him.
She braced her hands on his shoulders and kissed him, committing herself to this moment. To do her best.
He gripped the back of her sweatshirt and pulled it up and off.
"Wow," he muttered
Kelsey glanced down at the black, lacey bralette she'd thrown on after work. It was all she had that amounted to sexy lingerie. She hadn't thought it was all that hot, but looking at his face? The way his lips parted, and he looked...hungry?
Yeah, she was damn pleased with herself.