The Billionaire's Kiss (Scandal, Inc) (20 page)

“I should be the one thanking you. I don’t think Governor Callahan will be too thrilled when he finds out, but you did the right thing, and you gave those two a shot at real love. I still can’t believe it though. After all your talk about not believing people can find happiness together, you’re a complete softy.”

“Don’t read anything more into it than what it was,” Logan said. “I saw a way to end things quickly and in everyone’s best interest.”
 

“Yeah, right. You know, you’d make a great crisis manager.”
 

“Last time I checked, I was a walking crisis.”
 

“Well, that’s what could make you so valuable. I saw how you worked with Luke today. You understood him, and you got him to work with you. That’s invaluable.”
 

“Maybe I should start up my own firm. Think I could hire you out from under your sister?” Logan asked.

“Well, by the time she has her baby, I’ll be the one in charge of Haven Communications, and I don’t think you’d be very successful in luring me away from my own company.”
 

“Hey, my bad for bringing up Amy, but let’s try to forget about everything else tonight, ok? Let’s just be you and me and a rather small hotel room with a partial water view.”
 

“That sounds like something I could go for,” Callie said.

“Good, because we’re almost back to the hotel, and I wanted to try out a few of those positions we talked about earlier.”
 

“Oh is that right?” Callie asked.

“You’ll have to come with me to find out,” Logan said.

That sounded just fine to her.

***

Before opening the door to the hotel room, Callie passed for a moment and made herself a promise. Whenever they ended up getting back to Newport, she was going to find some way to tell Logan why she had come there. She didn’t know how, but she had to tell him. There was more to Logan than she had expected. Behind the flash and the wit and the body, there was more than just a rich playboy. When he let his guard down, he was tender and caring and sweet. She wondered if he’d ever forgive her or if the whole thing would just fall apart as soon as she revealed her lie.

Logan placed his hand over hers and opened the door.
So much for thinking about tomorrow.
Callie leaned into him and let herself swoon, let his gravity pull her firm against his chest. Together, they tumbled into the room, and, when the door clicked shut behind them, Callie knew exactly what she wanted from him. She pressed her nose in the hollow above his collar and she inhaled. His deep, cool cologne felt so familiar, so comforting. She slipped her fingers around the top button and kissed his neck, sucking and lightly circling her tongue against his salty skin. He must have worked up a sweat back in the car, she thought. She wouldn’t mind doing so again.
 

She pushed herself tight against him. She could feel the powerful pulse of his heart. Desire rose deep inside her core. She pulled at his shirt, tugging it open and pulling it aside, leaving only the thin undershirt between her and him. Callie reached down and grabbed at the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up over his shoulders, exposing his abs and chest.
 

Logan grabbed the edge of her shirt and began to lift where Callie had stopped. Before he pulled it completely off, she leaned down and kissed his chest. She wanted to him to make her feel sexy again, powerful and connected. She wanted to feel his excitement at each and every motion of her body. She ran her hands back down over his torso and ran one hand over the bulge of his erection. Well, she was off to a good start so far. She listened to his excited breaths as she pulled his belt off. He wanted her as badly as she wanted him.

Logan tossed his shirt onto the ground and ran his hands slowly up Callie’s thighs. With each inch his fingers moved, Callie grew more excited. Her only worry was that he’d try to be too much of a gentleman, taking things slowly and letting her dictate the pace. She didn’t want that though. She wanted to give herself to him completely. She wanted to tear at his clothes, and she wanted him to tear at hers until there was nothing left between them.
 

“Tell me what you want,” he said.

“I want you. And I want you to want me and only me. And I don’t want you to waste another second.” She looked up at Logan and saw the desire in his eyes. He slid his hands under her dress up to her thighs, hooking his fingers under her underwear. No, he wasn’t being timid. He wasn’t worried about making sure everything was just right. Callie could tell that he wanted exactly what she wanted, that he didn’t want to waste another second. With one quick motion, he had her panties down around her knees. He slid his hands back over her naked hips. Callie trembled.
 

What a difference it made, losing that one little piece of clothing. She took a shallow breath as he slid his hand over her thigh and between her legs. Callie tilted her head back as she felt his touch. She moaned as her excitement grew stronger. Logan had lowered his lips to her neck and kissed her as he continued working his fingers against her sex. He kissed her chest and then knelt down before her. He kissed her inner thigh. Callie felt a bloom of warmth as he moved his mouth further and further up her leg, his lips sticking to her skin with each kiss. He ran his hands up under her dress, sliding them across her stomach and over her hips, like he wanted to feel all of her curves as he settled in and sent overwhelming waves of pleasure through her core.
 

Callie closed her eyes focused on the pleasure. Each wave felt better than the last, and she just wanted to collapse into him. “Logan, I need you,” she said.

He stood up and ran his hand over her back, grabbing the zipper and slowly pulling it. As he pulled it down, Callie felt the rush of cool air against her bare skin.
 

“Bed,” Logan said as he helped Callie pull the dress off. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra. He pulled the straps off of her shoulders and stared down at her as she let the bra fall to the floor.

 
Callie knew Logan could tell how turned on she was. She was already wet with desire, but she didn’t want to seem like she had lost all control over herself. “Shame,” she replied. “I was expecting something more adventurous from you. Besides, you’re still half dressed.”

“Well, if you want adventure, we could always head out and continue this in the parking lot. Besides, its not my fault you’re not as good at getting what you want.”
 

“What makes you say that?” Callie asked. She had already hopped into bed.

Logan kicked his pants off as he crawled into bed next to her. “You want me as much as I want you. Now come over here. And withhold your judgment on the level of adventure until after the ride.”
 

Callie bit her lip and positioned her hands to cover herself. She suddenly felt significantly more naked than she had in Logan’s arms. “I hope this ride comes with safety measures.”

“Of course it does. Now let me kiss you or it’s starting without you.” Logan leaned over Callie and kissed her neck first. He ran his hand over her side, sending little shivers up her spine, finally settling his hand against her ribcage, just below her breast. He kissed across her collarbone, and then her neck, warm, slow kisses, the kind that made her want nothing more than to turn and meet his lips with hers, but she held off and waited. She wanted to know what he would do next. He leaned in and let his hot breath linger on her skin before he pulled back. He ran his hand over her breast, rubbing his fingers against her nipple.
 
She felt that rush again, the jolt of anticipation and the thrill of being completely wanted. Then he kissed her on the lips and turned himself against her, but Callie wasn’t content to feel wanted, she wanted to give him pleasure too.

Callie slid her fingers over the ripples of his abs and let her hand slip lower and lower until she felt the heat of his erection. She smiled as she kissed him, and she wrapped her hand around the base of his manhood. As she stroked him, she felt a small, breathy moan escape his lips. “You’re incredible,” he said. She had never felt this sure of herself in bed, had never known exactly how to respond to every move, how to give and take like this. She leaned down and kissed his chest, sliding herself lower, kissing his hard abs. She heard his small gasp of excitement and she lowered her mouth against his tip and pushed him inside. She ran her hands over his thighs as she pleasured him, and listed to his excited breaths. It made her even hotter to know how much he wanted her, to make him feel as good as she had.

Now she wanted to feel him inside her. She leaned back and rubbed him as he admired her body. “I want you now,” he said.

Callie kissed his stomach and his chest and brushed her breasts against him, feeling that thrill of her nipples against his skin before she said, “So take me.”

“Condom is across the room,” he said.
 

“I’m on the pill,” she said.
 

“Are you sure you don’t want me to get it?”

She nodded and straddled him again. She wanted to feel him and only him. She wanted nothing between their bodies. As Logan pressed himself against her, she gasped in anticipation. As he slid inside her, the pleasure overwhelmed her, and took her breath away. As soon as she could breathe again, Callie cried out in delight. She had never felt anything like this before in her life. Her heart raced and her mind blanked as Logan pushed deeper inside her. Each motion of his hips against hers sent new waves of pleasure crashing through her. She wrapped her arms around him and locked her mouth against his and kissed him as hard as she could.

Everything but the motion of their bodies faded away, and Callie gave herself completely to him, rocking herself back and forth against him as he raised the pace of his thrusts. She shouted in excitement the way she had before, but this time, she barely heard herself, everything except for her connection to him seemed like background noise. Soon she felt climax coming on, a powerful orgasm rising up inside her, a rolling earthquake of pure bliss shaking her body as Logan raced to completion. And then she felt it, the explosion of their shared climax, an overwhelming shockwave of pure delight that shook her until she felt she had been completely undone.
 

Whatever she had with Logan, she couldn’t deny that it was more intense than anything she had ever felt before. As she lay in bed next to him with only a sheet covering her, Callie wondered what all of this meant. Did they really have something? Or was this how he made all of his women feel?
 

Maybe he saw the look of concern on her face, or maybe he could tell what she was thinking, but Logan kissed her shoulder and asked, “everything alright? What’s going on?”

“It’s nothing,” she said.
 

“Come on, you can’t just have mind-blowing sex like than and then lie around looking so… unsatisfied.”
 

“Oh, trust me that was satisfying,” Callie said.
 

“Then tell me what it is. Come on, you know you can tell me anything, right?”

“I don’t need this to be anything more than what it is,” Callie said, “but I can’t just be another conquest.” She wondered if those two statements were completely contradictory.

“This is so much more than that. You know we have something special together, right?”
 
Logan drew a line in the air with his finger. “Here’s the line I told you about the other night. On one side: you and me. On the other side: the world.” He held his hand above them, like he could still see the imaginary line he had drawn. “I like that arrangement,” he added with a smile.

“I do too,” Callie said. She pulled his hand down and placed his palm against her cheek.

“Good. Let’s keep it that way for a while.”

Was Logan saying what she thought he was saying?
Earlier he had told some complete stranger that he had feelings for her, and now he was even admitting his feelings to her, even if it was in his typical nonchalant way. This was about as close to a committed relationship as she could imagine him going. “What happened to all that crap about a different woman every night?”

“That’s more of a guideline than a rule. Besides, I like breaking the rules, even when they’re my own.”

“Oh, is that so? Which rule of yours are you going to break next?”
 

“Maybe I’ll admit that you were right about a few things.”
 

Callie sat up and looked at him. “Logan Harris admitting he’s wrong? Should I call a press conference?”
 

“Just Logan tonight. And if you’re going to call a press conference, you might want to put on some clothes first.”

Callie smiled at him and leaned in, holding her lips just short of his. “I thought you wanted to be adventurous,” she said. “So what were you wrong about?” She wanted Logan to feel her breath on his lips. “Are you admitting that you’ve lost our bet? After all, despite everything else, those two yesterday seemed pretty in love, and you haven’t made a peep about the adorable old couple in Newport.”

“If I remember correctly, those weren’t the terms of our bet. I bet you that you would introduce me after seeing that I was right about them.”

“And I still haven’t. So what’s your big admission?”
 

“That I was wrong,” he said.
 

“About?”
 

“When we met, I thought I had women figured out. I thought I had everything figured out. And, well, I’ve known you for long enough now to know that you’re a complete mystery,” Logan said.

“Am I supposed to understand anything you just said?” Callie asked.
 

“Usually, when I meet someone, I know what they want from me. Men who want money or adventure, women who want sex or money, or both, but you, I can’t figure out what you want from me. I like that.”

Maybe because that’s because I don’t know what I want from you
, Callie thought. Part of her wanted to get serious with Logan, wanted believe in the deep ache she felt whenever he wasn’t there and the deeper ache she felt whenever he was. She wanted to dive head first into love with him, but another part of her knew that this couldn’t last.