"I shouldn't be the only one naked…" she murmured against his lips before pressing in for another kiss.
Feeling the stiffness in Logan's movements only increased her desire for him even more.
This was exactly the kind of woman Daenerys was… the more Logan rejected her advances, the more she wanted him.
The more she wanted to have him and take away any knowledge of any other woman he had.
Only she would remain in his mind.
Daenerys finally pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it aside.
Her hands roamed over his bare chest slowly, nails dragging lightly across his skin. She could feel his heart beating fast. A small smile played on her lips.
"You are so tense, Logan," she whispered. She took his hand and placed it on her waist. Her skin was warm and incredibly soft. "Touch me."
Logan's fingers twitched but he didn't move them. He kept his hand there stiffly, fighting the urge to squeeze.
