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Conviction (Club Destiny #1) Page 55
Author: Nicole Edwards

Massaging the back of her neck, Logan leaned back far enough so their eyes would meet. “Do you trust me Sam?”

He expected her hesitation, wanted her to think about what it is he would ask of her.

“I trust you.” She whispered.

Logan heard her, but he could see the conflicting emotions in her eyes. She wanted to trust him, but it was obviously hard for her. He silently vowed to never hurt her. He would go to the ends of the earth to make her happy, no matter what that might be.

“I want you to trust me implicitly. I won’t hurt you, Sam. I promise you. And I don’t break my promises.”

“I think that’s one promise no one can make.”

“I can. Now trust me. Tonight. Trust me and let me please you.” When she nodded, he continued. “You have to actually trust me. Do everything I ask of you, without question.”

There was curiosity in her crystalline green eyes; she wanted this, even if she was scared.

“Remember how I gave myself over to you today? I want you to do the same.”

She nodded again, her eyes back on his lips, and he held back the smile of victory. Samantha Kielty was his, completely, and tonight he would show her just how much so.

“No questions.” He repeated, making sure she understood.

Her final nod was all he needed. “First, we have to get you out of this dress.”

“Logan, we’re still in the car.”

He smiled. “We are. But only you will leave the car, the dress will stay.”

“But I don’t have much underneath it.”

“Exactly. Remember, you have to do exactly as I say.” He stated firmly, reminding her of her agreement to trust him.

He could see the internal battle waged in the depths of her eyes. She was confused, excited, but most of all, she was curious. He waited patiently for her to comply.

“Ok.”

Logan turned her slightly so he could reach the zipper on the back of the dress, letting his fingers trail down her smooth skin as he slowly loosened the silk. He let the silky dress slide down over her breasts, revealing the soft lace bra beneath, what little there was of it.

He could see her nipples through the lace, his dick once again throbbing inside the confines of his slacks. They weren’t going to get much farther inside the cramped confines of the car, so he instructed her to stay where she was, opened the driver’s door and exited. As he walked around to the opposite side, he readjusted himself to ease some of the pain in his groin.

He was anxious to get her naked, to get his hands on her, his mouth. God he had no restraint when it came to Sam.

After opening her door, he offered his hand to help her out of the car. Once she was standing before him, the silk dress slid further down, finally pooling in a black puddle at her feet. She stepped out of the ring of fabric, and he returned the dress to the passenger seat of the car, shutting the door behind her.

For a moment, he took in the sight of her, standing in his well-lit garage, her tanned body clad in only thigh high stockings, the cock teasing garters, a black lace bra and the three inch black heels. He wanted to take a picture of her, to have something to remind him of this night, but that would likely have her running for the hills. Not to mention, he wasn’t into that. There’d be many more opportunities for him to see her like this, no reason to capture it on film.

Her wobbly smile told Logan she was nervous, so he made sure she could see the heat in his eyes, pressing himself against her so she could feel the evidence of his desire for her. Turning her, Logan pressed his hand to the small of her back and guided her toward the house. Once inside, he noticed the cool air caused goose bumps along her skin, her nipples puckering sweetly. They didn’t stop; he continued to lead her to the French doors that would take them to the back patio.

He watched her reaction as she noticed the pool and veranda had been decorated for their arrival. There were candles, encased in glass, lit and surrounding the pool. The only light was from the flicker of the small flames that lined the water. He’d considered her modesty when he’d set his plan in motion, but he’d refused to not be able to see her.

“It’s hot enough to go for a swim, but it would be a waste to let you remove those stockings. There’s been a slight change of plans.” He motioned her over to one of the cushioned lounge chairs and pointed for her to sit, making sure she saw his demand.

Sam was ever graceful as she lowered herself onto the chair, the warm breeze gently blowing her hair, her chest heaving, her breasts beautifully encased in the sexy black lace. When she finally got comfortable, Logan didn’t say anything more. She had pulled her legs out in front of her, but she didn’t try to hide herself from him, which he’d allow for now.

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