One of the Guys (37 page)

“
You told me
a
lot
of
things, Logan.” I whispered.

I saw something change in his
eyes. A flicker of awareness and also, the quick rate that his
pupils were dilating. It wasn’t dark in my room, and it hadn’t been
all that dark in the hallway
that
time either. He’d been turned on even
then.

“
Tell me.” He said, his voice low
and gravelly.

I took a sharp breath at the
arousing tone, feeling my nipples harden against the fabric of my
bra.

“
No.” I whispered in
reply.

“
I can make you.” He said in the
same tone, edging towards me.

“
You could try.” I
teased.

Logan tilted his head as he leaned
closer to me. I stayed completely still as he finally gave me what
I’d been waiting for.

Time stood still as his soft lips
pressed against my own.

I felt his hand in my hair, cupping
my head, holding me to him. His lips parted, and he ran his hot
tongue along my lower lip, causing me to open my mouth, giving him
access.

I lifted my hand to his hair,
gently gripping the soft strands with my fingers.

What should have felt awkward, two
friends kissing, felt perfect and so natural. I’d longed for,
wished for, Logan to kiss me… even just one time to see how it
felt, and now we were tasting each other. Our tongues stroking each
other as our lips sucked and caressed.

His other hand moved to grip my
waist and goosebumps broke out over my body at the touch of his
hand against my skin.

I felt Logan’s weight shift towards
me, feeling him guiding me back. Lying me down, Logan’s weight was
above me. I parted my legs, allowing him to lie between my thighs,
feeling his body on top of mine.

The heat, through his T-shirt,
scorched my naked skin but only making me want it more. I felt the
hardness in his pants press against me, and I gasped when a burst
of fire spread through my core.

I wanted him badly. I needed
him.

I didn’t care that we were only
eighteen. Many people our age had a hell of a lot of experience,
and neither Logan, or I, had any.

Logan’s mouth left mine, and moved
to my neck. Kissing a path from my ear to my collar
bone.

“
Oh my God!” I cried out when his
other hand stroked down my waist, then further to grip my
ass.

“
Fuck!” Logan panted, taking deep
breaths, seemingly to control himself.

I felt his lips on me again,
planting featherlight kisses back up to my mouth, our tongues
finding each other again.

I released one hand from his hair,
and stroking down the front of his chest, down over his rock hard
abs and reaching up his back.

I hooked a leg higher, my calf
wrapping around the back of Logan’s thigh, holding him
tight.

“
Chase! We’re home!” My Dad shouted
from downstairs.

I heard my Dad’s footsteps coming
up, and we broke apart like we were on fire.

Well, certain parts of me
were
on fire, but I
didn’t want my Dad to catch us burning up.

“
Shit!” we said at the same
time.

As quickly as I could, I put on my
vest. Picking up the pillow, I threw it to Logan and snatched up my
book just in time for my Dad to knock on my door.

“
Come in.” I said.

My Dad walked in, instantly turning
his attention to Logan.

“
Logan, hi!” He smiled. “You’re
friends again.”

“
Yes Dad.” I said impatiently. “We
need to study though.” I held up my book as if that was going to
make him believe me.

“
Ok, baby. We’ll be right
downstairs.” He said, looking pointedly to Logan.

We both let out an audible sigh of
relief when my Dad left.

Making sure he or my Mom couldn’t
just walk in, I got up and locked the door.

“
We’re not friends, Chase.” Logan
said, suddenly behind me making me jump.

“
What?” I asked, turning with my
back to the door.

Logan took a step, causing me to
press my back against the cold wood.

I looked up into his gorgeous blue
eyes that were trained on my face intently. He licked his lips as
he looked at mine. Raising his hand, he stroked the back of his
fingers down my cheek, like he’d done at school.

“
You’re
mine
, Chase. You always were; you
just didn’t know it.”

My knees turned to jelly as I let
out a shaky breath. His hands stroking down my arms.

“
Everybody
knew it. That’s why nobody
asked you out.”

“
Logan…” I began to say, when he
took both of my hands, pulling them up to hold to his
chest.

“
I’ve wanted you since I first saw
you, Chase.” He whispered, taking my breath away. “I even begged a
teacher to pair me with you, just so I could be near
you.”

My heart jumped at his admission.
No wonder he didn’t react in Freshman History. He
knew
what was going to
happen!

“
I got drunk
last night because I knew somebody would call
you
. I knew you wouldn’t
let me drive.”

“
You
did
that
just to get me to come to you?” I asked. My heart pounding in
my ears.

“
A guy has to do whatever it takes
to get his girl.” He said, pressing into me; our chests
together.

“
I didn’t know whether you felt the
same. I suspected sometimes, but I wasn’t sure. I didn’t say
anything because I wasn’t going to risk it. Losing you hurt so
much.”

Logan ran his nose through my hair,
then down my cheek towards my ear, whispering my name. A shiver ran
down my spine when he got to my ear, his hot breath against
me.

“
I love you, Chase.” He
whispered.

“
I love you too.” I squeaked, hot
tears running down my cheeks as it finally sank in that Logan had
told me the truth.

His lips crashed to mine, and I
found my arms being pulled above my head. Releasing my hands, Logan
ran his hands down my arms, to my sides, then to the hem of my
vest. Pulling it up, and off of me he threw it to the floor, his
mouth finding mine again, kissing me long and hard, his teeth
nipping my bottom lip. Sucking into his mouth, releasing and then
kissing me again.

God, it was so hot I could barely
stand up.

Logan's hands gripped my waist, his
palms turning flat against my stomach, my arms still above my
head.

His hands moved up, slowly, over my
stomach, my ribs, until I felt his fingertips at the bottom of my
breasts.

A moan escaped my lips when his
hands turned slightly, still moving up, until he was cupping my
breasts in his hands.

Logan growled, pressing harder into
me; his fingers kneading me, thumbs brushing my hardened
peaks.

I couldn’t take anymore.

I lowered my hands and wrapped my
fingers in his hair, holding his mouth to mine. Sucking on his lips
and his tongue as he darted his into my mouth.

“
God, Chase. You’re so damn sexy.”
He whispered against my lips as we both panted out of
breath.

He still had my breasts in his
hands, gently squeezing, and I arched into him. Letting him know I
was ready for whatever he wanted from me.

“
You don’t know how much I’ve
wanted you like this.”

“
I can imagine.” I replied,
gripping the bottom of his T-shirt. I’d wanted him exactly the same
way.

I pulled up, he had to let go of
me, and I removed his T-shirt.

“
Oh dear God!” I gasped, seeing for
the first time, Logan’s naked torso in all its athletic, muscular,
rock hard glory.

His pecks were square, but rounded
in the bulk of the muscle. His abs, oh yes his abs, were in the
very same condition as I’d seen them last. His V-line…

I licked my lips as my eyes raked
over his body.

“
I’m all yours, Chase. Just
you.”

“
I’m a lucky girl.” I said, running
my hands from his chest to his abs.

“
I love you.” He said, lifting my
chin to look him in the eyes. As if he were making sure I believed
him.

“
I love you too. So
much.”

Logan kissed me deeply, and I was a
little surprised when his hands caressed down my hips to my thighs.
Quickly gripping and lifting me up of the floor, pulling my legs
around his waist.

With my back against the door, his
hard on pressed into me and my breathing quickened.

I wrapped my arms around his
shoulders, and his hands gripped my legs.

Turning, he took the couple of
steps to my bed, and lay me down, coming with me to settle between
my thighs once more.

It took no time for him to cup my
breasts again, his mouth leaving mine to kiss down my neck. I felt
shivers as his head lowered past my collar bone. The warmth flowing
through me felt wonderful, and it increased further as his lips
brushed against the swells of my breasts. I gasped when Logan’s hot
tongue lightly licked the channel between them, my back arching as
the waves of arousal were becoming painful; closely becoming
unbearable.

Logan’s hands ran up over my
breasts, to my shoulders, and his fingers hooked into my bra
straps. Pulling them down over my shoulders.

I lifted slightly, allowing myself
to reach behind me to unhook it.

I never felt so sure of anything in
my life, but wherever we were going, I was ready.

Logan continued to pull on my
straps, working them over my arms, until my bra came
free.

He froze as his gaze fixed on my
naked breasts.

“
Are you ok?” I asked, worried that
he was having second thoughts.

“
Yeah, I…um… Just… wow” He
whispered, still staring.

He lifted his hands, placing them
on my breasts, lifting and kneading, dropping his head to kiss
them.

“
Oh!” I cried out when I felt his
mouth close around my nipple, his thumb stroking the
other.

I ran my fingers through his hair,
caressing down his back.

Once I reached his waist band, I
went further until I was gripping his tight rear.

His magnificent ass that I’d
watched as he ran around the field; now in my hands.

As Logan’s hands caressed and
stroked me, I didn’t flinch when I felt his fingers at my
belt.

Undoing it, he pulled it free,
dropping it on the floor.

My heart raced, suddenly nervous,
yet excited when Logan popped the button on my jeans, easing down
my zipper.

“
Chase?” He whispered, bringing his
mouth back to mine. His lips pink from kissing me and sucking on my
flesh.

“
Yeah?” I panted, completely turned
on and in agony.

“
Are you ok?” He asked. I could
hear the concern in his voice.

“
God yes!” I whisper shouted,
squeezing my thighs against his, lifting my legs higher to pull him
closer.

“
Just tell me if you want me to
stop.” He said, brushing my hair from my face.

“
I
don’t
want you to stop.”
I assured him. Lifting my head to capture his lips.

I moaned when his fingertips pushed
into the sides of my jeans, pushing them down my thighs. Shifting
his position, Logan took hold of the fabric on my legs, and pulled
them off. Leaving me there in just my panties that were now damp
with my desire for him.

His weight over me again, Logan
took my mouth, stroking over my breasts, and down. My skin trembled
when his fingertips, this time, pushed inside my panties, then
between my legs. I could feel my pulse there, raging with
fire.

My breathing stopped when I felt
him touch my nub. My body jerking with the sensation.

Logan stroked his fingers up and
down, the sensation quickly turning to a pleasurable one. He
stroked further down, feeling him at my center. I felt his finger
push inside me, just a little, then back out.

I liked it.

He did it again, but deeper. Again
and again, until I was taking the length of his finger inside
me.

I couldn’t help the rocking of my
body as his finger explored me, the pressure building up from
inside as he stroked me, and rubbed against my hard nub.

“
Logan.” I said, breathlessly. “Oh
God. Don’t stop.”

I gripped his shoulders, my thighs
tightening, and my body tensing as I felt a fire gather in my
core.