Emma POV
I was going to rip Logan’s pants off.
We were on the road for only half an hour, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed him. I needed him to touch me. I needed to feel him inside me.
The pain was getting worse by the second. His touch soothed it a little, but I wanted his hand somewhere else and not on my thigh.
I needed to feel his skin on mine.
I groaned and started to pull my sweats down.
“What are you doing?” Logan growled as he looked down at me.
He moved his hand away, and the pain increased. I wanted to whine, but I didn’t have time to. I needed to get these sweats off.
His eyes kept changing color. He was tense. He kept clenching his muscles. It only made him look hotter, and I was going to go insane.
“Touch me.” I said as I threw my sweats on the backseat. “Please.”
Logan growled and placed his hand back on my thigh. His skin on mine soothed the pain, and it made me moan. I wanted more.