Page 68 of My Destiny

“Logan!” My head darts around, and he stands there in all his naked glory.

“Relax. It’s a private beach—just the two of us here.” He extends his hand down to me. “Join me.”

“You want me to strip naked too?”

A growl permeates in the back of his throat. “You know having you naked is one of my favourite things.”

“I’ve never skinny dipped before,” I say as he pulls me to my feet.

“Well, let me be the first to take you to the dark side.” I laugh when he wiggles his eyebrows. “We’ve still got over an hour before the helicopter returns.” I stand there for a moment, contemplating the idea. “Come on. You know I’d never let you get naked if there was a chance anyone else could see you.” He pulls me possessively to him. “Your body, Miss Ryan, is for my eyes only.”

A huge smile forms on his face as I gather my sun dress in my hands, before pulling it over my head. “Fuck, babe,” he says, as I stand there in my underwear. He slides his arms around my waist as his lips meet mine. I feel him hardening against my abdomen. “Do you have any idea how much you turn me on?”

My eyes are locked with his as I unclasp my bra, and drag my panties down my legs. “Last one in the water is a rotten egg.”

“A rotten egg?” It’s obviously an expression he hasn’t heard before. My mum said it often when I was a kid, as she made certain activities into a race for fun. “Hey!”

I use his distraction to my advantage, taking off at full speed. He’s yet to see my competitive side. I’m laughing hard as I run into the ocean, and I feel his hand come down on my arse just as I dive under.

“You tricked me,” he says, the moment I break the surface.

“Is someone upset that he’s the rotten egg?”

I squeal when he lunges at me, tackling me back down into the water. We’re both laughing. “You don’t play fair.”

“All’s fair in love and war,” I say, wrapping my legs around his waist.

“Well, I’d rather love you than be at war with you,” he replies before capturing my lips with his.

When we finally come up for air, I smooth my hand over his wet hair. “I’ve had the best day, Hot Stuff. Thank you for bringing me here.”

“Your day’s about to get even better,” he says as his hand moves between us. “We can make water babies.”

I gasp. “No babies!”

“Relax, I’m joking,” he says, chuckling. “I’ll pull out.” I tilt my head back and moan when he slides a finger inside me. “I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill of you, Miss Ryan.” I know exactly where he’s coming from. He’s like my drug, and I’m addicted.

When he eventually removes his finger, he lines himself up with my opening. My fingernails dig into his back and my body trembles with anticipation as he slowly enters me, filling me completely. I’m too lost in the moment to even worry about the fact we’re having unprotected sex out in the open. If I’m honest, there’s something thrilling about it.

His mouth moves across my jawline, as he draws his hips back before filling me once again. “You feel so good,” he groans.

“Hot Stuff,” I moan, arching my back, as my legs tighten their grip around his waist drawing him closer.

“One day I want to see my baby growing inside you,” he whispers in my ear.

I’m still floating from yesterday and because of that, I’m completely unperturbed as one of the security guards escorts me into the lift and back up to the penthouse.

Pulling out my phone, I type Logan a quick text.

I’m home safe and sound, Hot Stuff. x

His reply comes through within seconds.

I’m happy to hear that. You’ve been on my mind all afternoon. x

I smile as I read what he’s written.

Same. Looking forward to seeing you tonight. x