The Real Thing (8 page)

Before she could, he slid his hand in her hair and pulled her close for another soul-searing kiss. By the time he lifted his head, she was so
dizzy
she could barely stand. Thankfully, Logan swung her up in his arms and gently lowered her to his makeshift bed still in front of the hearth.
Raine let out a
l
ittle
whimper
as her tender bottom
came into contact with the
blanket, but the sound wa
s muffled as Logan captured her
lips again.

He pulled away with a g
roan to kiss his way down her neck. She knew where he was headed, and as much as she wanted him to go there, her body screamed for h
i
m to skip the foreplay and go straight to the main event. She’
d never wanted a man this
much in her life.

Raine grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up. “That can
wait. Right now, I need
you inside me.”

Logan let out a sound that was halfway between a groan and a chuckle. “
Works for
me.”
He lowered his head for another kiss, only to jerk back. “Shit.”

She frowned. “What is it?”

“
I almost forgot a condom
.” H
e kissed her hard on the mouth. “Wait here.”

He was on his feet and out of the room before she pushed herself up on her elbows. She listened as he made a racket in the bathroom. She’d completely f
orgotten about
protection, too. Which showed just how crazy in lust she was for him.

Logan came back out looking like he’d just won the lottery. He tore the foil pack
et
open with his teeth,
then rolled
the condom on his cock as he walked over to her.
Raine’s pulse raced as
she spread her legs for him eagerly. H
e positioned himself between her legs
,
brac
ing
himself on his forearms
as his
beautiful brown eyes h
eld
hers
.  He
rubb
ed the head of his penis up and
down her pussy lips
and sh
e could feel her
wetness flowing
.
God, she was soaking already. 

She wrapped a hand around the back of his head a
nd pulled him down to lock lips
with his in a kiss that was both urgent and pleading. “Stop teasing
and fuck
me
already
.
Please.
”

He paused mid-rub, his erection poised at the opening of her pussy.
Then he
slowly
entered her
.

Raine gasped
.
H
is cock
didn’t just fill
her
;
it took possession of her body
.
She’d never felt more
alive in her life
, and all she wanted t
o do was lie
there and let her body
and soul be carried away by the incredible sensations pouring
through
her
body
.
H
er
legs came up to
wrap
tightly around him, pulling him
as deep as he could go.

She was so full of him she could scar
c
ely breath
e, but it
was worth it.

Logan
held himself still for so long she thought he wasn’t going to move at all
, that
she would literally orgasm without him thrust
ing
even once. B
ut then he
back
ed out
just a touch and thrust into her
. H
ard. The impact of his cock drove
her reddened ass
into the
blanket,
remind
ing
her
of the spanking
he’d just given her
. Her
derriere
burned and tingled nearly as much as her pussy
,
and
she had to
admit the feel of
the
blanket
against her tender skin was
absolutely
mind-blowing.

“Fuck me harder,” she begged breathlessly.

What had
g
otten into her? She had never said
anything like that. But she kne
w the answer immediately. She
’
d never said anything like that because
no man had ever
made her feel so
on fire. To feel Logan fucking her,
there
was nothing she wouldn’
t say.

“I need it h
ard,
”
s
he begged again.

He obeyed, pulling out, them slamming back into her so
forcefully that she felt it al
l
the way to the tips of her toes
. “Like this?”

“God, yes! Just like that.”

The words came out breathless and probably unintelligible, but Logan must have understood them because he pounded into her over and over until she could barely see straight.

The floor felt like it rocked under her as he took her exactly the way she needed to be taken.
No, he did
n’t take
her
—
he possessed her.

She moaned and pulled at him like she was a wild animal.

Then
her
orgasm
was
wash
ing
over her
and she couldn’t see anything but
a rainbow burst of colors
on the edges of her vision.
She didn’t
even
realize she was screaming until she felt the hoarseness in her
throat, and by then, she
didn’t
care ho
w
much noise she was making
. Logan came with her, his h
oarse groans almost as lo
ud as
her screams.

She was so spent afterward that all she could do was lie there. She didn’t even realize Logan had
stret
c
h
ed out beside her and pulled her into his arms until she heard the
steady
thump-thump
of his heart beneath her ear.

She’d never had sex that earthshattering in her life, and she couldn’t help but wonder what had made it so
amazing. Was it Logan, or the fact that he
’d spanked her? She’d been furious after the spanking, so it couldn’t be that
, could it?
Dominant men
had never
turn
ed
her on.
But there was no denying that Logan had
—
and
he was
nothing i
f not dominant.

Logan’s arm
tightened around her,
pull
ing
her close
r
. The feel of his body pressed up against hers felt so completely right
that she couldn’
t help but snuggle into his warmth.
She
lay
there, trying to make sense of her emotions. That probably wasn’t such a good idea, not on the heels of such an out-of-this-world orgasm. But if she did
n’t
get things straight in her
own head, how was she going to d
eal with tomorrow? Because t
hings would be complicated tomorrow,
she was sure.
Two people didn’t ha
ve sex
like
they’d had
,
then
just
walk away.

But
as
she
buried herself in the comfort of his
embr
ace
—
comfort she hadn’
t felt in a
long time—a simple
explanation
eluded her
.

Raine
woke
the next morning to the aroma of freshly
made coffee. Propping herself up on
an
elbow, she pushed her hair
back
to
see
sunshine streaming th
rough the windows of the cabin. Blinking
the last remnants of sleep from her eyes, she pulled the blanket around her and sat up.

Logan was
standing at the window
in the kitchen
, his back to her, and he turned at the
rustling
sound.
As their eyes met, the
memory of
what they’d done the night before came rushing back, playing like a scene in a movie. She blushed and
quickly looked
away.

Last night
—
while incredible
—
had been a terrible mistake. Now that
she was thinking with her head instead of other parts of her anatomy,
she could see that. She
’
d risked everything for
a roll in the hay.
If the press found out—
or if Logan read more into it than
he should—
it could
do more than
jeopardize
her upcoming marriage. It could ruin her career all over again. Yes, the
sex had been great
—okay better than great—
but it was
still
just
sex
.
She had bigger things to worry about, like getting her
life
back on track.

She held her breath, waiting for Logan to say something, but he only regarded her expectantly, as if waiting for her to do the same thing. W
hen she didn’t, he
went back to drinking his coffee again.
A
twinge of guilt
stabbed her
. It probably wasn’t fair to act as if nothing had happened, but she didn’t know how else to keep the situation under control. She didn’t want him thinking that what had happened
last night was
ever going to
happen again
. She’d told herself that two people didn’t have sex like they’d had, then just walk away, but that was exactly what she was going to do.

Logan
cleared his throat
. “I already called a tow for you. They’re going to
m
eet us
by your car in
an hour
.”

She pulled the blanket closer. “Thank you.”

He regarded her with that same expectant expression again
, as if he were waiting for her to say something about last night. Was that reli
ef she saw on his face when she
didn’t?

He set his mug down on the counter.
“I guess I should go
clean off the truck.”

As he walked out, Raine had to bit
e
her lip to keep from begging him to come back. A minute ago, she’d told herself last night had been a mistake that would never happen again, so why was she already wavering? Because her traitorous body wanted to feel him against her. Wrapped around her. Inside her.

She swore under her breath
.
The faster she got away
from Logan and this cabin, the
better.
She should be happy
Logan wasn’t going to make an issue of last night
, but all
she felt was disappointment.

T
hings were even
more awkward as they drove back to where her car had been snowbound. They hadn’t spoken more than
a
few word
s during breakfast, and once in
the
SUV
,
they didn’t talk at all.

Raine groaned inwardly when she saw the tow truck wasn’t there yet. Great.

“I’m sure
he’ll be here soon.
”
Her voice sounded overly loud in the quiet of the truck.
“
You don’t have
to wait.”

Logan’s gaze didn’t stray from the window. “It’s
too
cold
for you to stand outside.
”

Part of her wanted
him to take her up on the offer
so she wouldn’t have to think about how those sensuous lips of his had felt on hers
,
but the other
part was glad he hadn’t. Standing outside in the cold would have been
more
miserable
than sitting there
daydreaming about something she couldn’t have.
Especially since
the tow
truck didn’t show for
thirty
more
minutes
.
T
hen
she and Logan had to sit there for
an
other
hour
while the men unearthed
her
car from underneath all the
snow.

Raine waited until the tow
truck
guys drove off
before turning to Logan. L
ike her, he wore sunglasses,
and she wished she could see his eyes so she could tell what he was thinking.
Last night’s romp in bed was still
there between them, like a big pink elephant in the room neither
one
of them wanted to look at.  She
wanted to s
ay something
, but what could she say that wouldn’t either lead him on, or confuse him? Thanks for the great sex? Right. Like that wouldn’t lead him on or confuse him.

She glanced at her little sports car, then back at him.
“I shou
ld get going.”

Logan nodded. “
H
ave a safe drive. Good luck with that acting thing.”

“Um
…
thanks
.
”
She tucked her hair behind her ear.
“I hope everything works out
with your watercolor painting.”

“
Thanks.
”

Raine
waited,
hoping
he would say more, but he didn’t.
With a sigh, she forced a smile, then
got in
her BMW and drove off without looking back.

Logan wait
ed
until
Raine’s
car had disappeared around the curve before
going
back to his
SUV
. Thank God his filter had kicked in and stopped him from saying something stupid before she’d left. Because if he’d told her he had a great time
snowed in with her, she would have thought
he was referring to the sex they’d had
—which
, let’s face it, had been
pretty damn great—and from how uncomfortable she looked
, it was obvious
she
regretted sleeping with him.

He, on the other hand, didn’t regret
it at all. S
ex with
her
had been
some of the best he’d ever had—if not
the
best. Which sounded insane, considering how much she drove him crazy. But
when
Raine
wasn’t acting like a brat,
she was
kind of fun
to be around.
And there was no denying that last night had been a hell of a lot of fun. He’
d never
been with a woman who let go like that in bed
. N
ot even the ones
who
got turned on by
getting spanked.

His
cock hardened inside his jeans
as he started his truck
. If he didn’t know better he’d think Raine deliberately provoked him into putting her over his knee again
. If how hot and wet she’d been was any
indication
, she liked having her gorgeous ass
reddened more than she let on.
Too bad
he wouldn’t get the chance to show her just
how erotic a spanking could truly be
. He snorted. Right. Like she’
d ever let him put her
over his knee willingly
. Not that it mattered because he wasn’t going to ever see her again.

For some damn reason, that bothered him a hell of a lot more than it should.

Muttering a curse under his
breath, he put the Denali in
gear and headed back to the cabin. When he got there
, he immediately went to his studio, but
instead of painting his next great masterpiece, he stared at a blank piece of watercolor paper for the next hour. He couldn’t believe he was saying this, but without Raine, the cabin was too quiet.

His gaze strayed to the l
iving room. The blankets were still on the floor in front of the hearth, a reminder of the out-of-this-world sex they’d had. He wasn’t sure he was going to be able to look at the navy blue comforter wit
hout thinking about Raine lying
naked on it, her long, blond hair spread out
around her
.

Logan tossed his paintbrush in his art box with a curse. If he wasn’t going to get any painting done, there was no reason to stay at the cabin. He could stare at a blank piece of watercolor paper back home in Seattle, where there weren’
t any memories of a
beautiful Hollywood movie star to distract him.

“Oh my God! Where the heck have you been?”

Raine whirled around at the sound of her assistant’s voice. The redhead’s curly hair was coming loose from her bun and her green eyes had a look of panic in them she’d never seen before. Raine mentally braced for whatever monumental career-disaster had occurred while she was gone.

She tossed her purse on the couch in the mansion’s immense living room. “
I told
you I was going to the spa for the weekend.”

“They said you never got there.” Chloe pushed a flyaway curl back from her face
with a flick of her hand. “I was just about to call the police.”

Raine cringed. That was all she needed
. She could just imagine the headline
. Search Parties Sent Out for Missing Movie Star.
“I told them I didn’t want to be disturbed.”

“That’s what Reginald figured. I wanted to call the cops
right
a
way, but he talked me
out of it.” She brushed the unruly curl back again.
“
Since when do you
go anywhere
without checking in
?”

Raine took off her
jacket
and
tossed it onto
the couch with her purse. “I guess I just needed some downtime.”

Chloe leaned one hip against the
back of the couch
and
folded her arms. “You seem
different
. Whatever you did up in the mountains
must really
have
agreed with you.”

If
her friend
only knew
.
“
So, what’s been going on while I’ve been gone?”

“
Not much.
Reginald arranged for you and Cameron to go to
The Scene next  weekend.
”

The
Scene
was the hottest nightclub in Hollywood; a
ll the popular movie stars went
there.

“
He
wants
you
to do a run t
hrough with Cameron before that
to make s
ure you
two
are sit
ting the right way and all that.” Chloe rolled her eyes. “Y
ou know how he is.”

She did indeed
.
“Okay,
whatever.”

“
There are
a few more things, too.”
Chloe follow
ed
Raine up the s
tairs to her bedroom, reading from her iPad as she went.
“
You have an interview with
Entertainment Tonight
this Thursday. You’re due in
Vancouver
for pick-up shots
next Tuesday.
You have
a dozen scripts
to look at
.
I put the best one
s
on top, but I’m not sure if you’re going to be interested in any of them. I also had
to move up the fitting for your
gown to tomorrow because Reginald s
et up an interview with
Cosmo
…
”