Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Kelsey

Tuesday. Logan Muller's Apartment. Washington, DC.

KELSEY GASPED AS HER bare backside pressed to the cool wall. Her clothes lay on the floor in a hastily discarded mess. Logan gripped her bottom and leaned into her.

One moment she'd been on her knees, and the next she was naked and in his arms.

"Logan-your shoulder," she managed to get out.

"It's fine," he said against her ear.

Her heart raced. Logan was always so tightly controlled. For the first time she was seeing that control slipping, and it was chipping away at that last barrier she'd been able to keep between them.

His lips kissed a trail across her shoulder.

She slid her hands around his neck, but before she could dig them into his hair, he grabbed her wrists and forced them up over her head.

Kelsey gasped and shivered.

It was like she'd discovered the lock on the cage that contained Logan's baser, more carnal side.