I shifted my hips, not certain how I should achieve it without stopping either of the two activities that were dragging out the damndest sounds from me--and Logan, I've never heard him sound like that before either. Sucked on one nipple--that was it, less in the area of denim we had to have. I reached down, got to my waist, started undoing my jeans--not easy as it sounds with most of that wonderfully hard, flat stomach blocking my access--and Logan caught my hands and pinned them to the bed.