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,...