Chapter 114 Too Much At Stake

• Logan pressed me against the side of the elevator. Trapped between the cool metal wall and the hard, hot line of his torso and chest, all I could do – and all I wanted to do – was surrender to the demanding mouth against mine and the insistent tongue trying to lick past my lips.
• I raised by hands and placed them on his biceps. They flexed as he lifted his arms to fully box me in against the wall.
• Closing my eyes, I felt lost to the feel and depth of his kiss. His mouth was so warm, his lips soft against mine.