When she crawled into his lap, Logan pushed away the leather jacket. His ears heard the massive leather hit the floor with a thud, but it didn't keep his focus. Her lips were a terrible distraction and he was letting himself feel the desire and need pouring from her skin.
He growled softly, affectionately at her, hands sliding up over her back for a moment to undo the zipper of her dress. His palms descended then, pushing the skirt of her dress up, pulling the fabric over her head after breaking their kiss.
Taking a breath Logan tossed the dress over in the direction of the jacket, and then returned his hands to her exposed skin. His fingers touched tenderly over her chest then stomach, before he managed to find the power to undo and slide out of his own pants. Eagerly he exposed the once hidden, pulsating organ that she had awoken, and he looked up at her with a burning lust.
Recapturing her lips Logan wasted no time sliding her undergarments aside, not bothering to remove them in their rush to couple, allowing her a moment to do as she pleased before the act ensued.