When she pulls away, she doesn’t go far. She throws her leg over my body so she is straddling me. Then she sits back, and I’m struck by her beauty. This fucking miracle sitting on top of me, her hair draped around her face like a veil, looking down at me with eyes full of lust.

When she grinds her body against my hips, rubbing herself against the hardness in my pants, I lose my breath.

“What are you doing to me?” I groan.

She leans down, her perfect hair gliding across my face. “I wish you would change your mind.” Then, she reaches for the hem of her dress, and in one swift motion, she pulls the light fabric and her sweater up and off, leaving her half-naked and perched on my dick like a goddess.

“Sierra,” I growl, but she has too much power over me now. My hands graze the soft skin of her hips as she lays her body flat against mine.

“You don’t give me enough credit, Logan. It should be up to me who I spend my first time with, and to me, the only person who deserves it is you.” Then her mouth is on mine, and I lose myself in her.

She’s pulling my shirt up, and I let her. The feel of her bare stomach against mine is the sweetest thing I’ve ever felt.

I can’t get enough of her, trailing my lips over her mouth, her chin, her neck, then her chest. I slip out one of her perfect little tits and let my tongue glide over her pink nipple. Her head falls back in pleasure.

It feels as if we’re jumping off of a cliff together, so I wrap my arm around her hips, pressing her tighter and tighter against my body so that if we fall, at least we don’t fall alone.

There is no stopping us now. I couldn’t if I tried. All I see is Sierra. And all I want to see for the rest of my life is her in this very moment.

So, when she reaches for the button of my jeans and moans for me to take them off, I obey. My hands fumble with the button while she continues to kiss my neck—

A loud banging on the door jolts us both. She gasps and moves to cover herself.

We both freeze for a moment, looking at the door. I pull her closer to protect her, though from what I’m not sure.

Quickly, I flip her off of my body while I jump up to put myself between her and whoever is at the door. “Stay back here,” I bark. She grabs her dress from the bed and quickly throws it on without another word.

My first instinct is the police.

In the next thought, I’m sure it has to be Hale.

“Who is it?” As I approach the door, I stand away from the doorframe, just in case someone wants to ambush me as I open it.