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“Why would I?” I ask, taking another bite and licking the spoon.
His eyes narrow and track the movement of my tongue. A wave of excitement rushes through my veins. “I bought the large bowl so we could share.”
I snicker and shake my head. “I never share ice cream, Logan.”
Just as I dip the spoon back into the creamy, peachy goodness, I catch movement out of the corner of my eye. I glance up to see him approaching, the look of a lion stalking his prey in his eyes. “You won’t even share one bite?”
My nipples pebble against the cotton of my pajama top and my throat goes Sahara dry. Unable to speak, I shake my head slowly, watching as his eyes move down to my chest. No doubt he caught sight of my excited nipples. Bringing the spoon back up to my lips, I hold it out and let my tongue do all the work, all while holding his gaze.
His nostrils flare and his cock goes hard in his jeans. He does nothing to try to hide the fact. Logan takes one more step closer until he’s standing directly in front of my bed. “Not even a taste?”
I could practically orgasm right now from the husky timbre of his voice, mixed with the insinuation of his words. “Nope,” I challenge, popping the P and shoving the entire spoonful in my mouth.
Just as I pull the spoon from between my lips, he pounces. I let out a squeal and try to get away, but he’s too fast. He’s on top of me, pinning me to the mattress before I even know what’s happening. With his mouth hovering over the top of mine and my wrists trapped in his big hands, I have no choice but to just lie here.
And wait.
“You’re not nice when it comes to ice cream,” he whispers, his warm breath tickling my lips.
“You should have brought your own,” I tease, trying to move my hand to bring the spoon to my mouth, but being unsuccessful.
“I brought this one,” he states, shifting his weight so he’s holding himself above me. It’s in that movement I feel his erection brush against my leg.
“Hmm, too bad for you,” I reply, continuing to poke the bear. Mostly because I want to see just how far he’s willing to take this. He’s clearly aroused, much to my complete enjoyment.
“Yes, I suppose it is. I guess I’m just going to have to take a little taste, since you’re so unwilling to share with me.”
I lift my chin, the challenge clear. “Do your worst.”
I don’t know what I was expecting, but it wasn’t for him to steal his taste from my lips. He brushes his mouth across mine gently at first, before coaxing my lips apart and sliding his tongue between them. There’s a heady mixture of peach ice cream and pure Logan as he deepens the kiss. I’m very aware he’s kissing me and I make no attempts to stop the kiss. If anything, I willingly let it happen, curling my body against his to get closer.
Before I’m ready for it to end, he pulls his mouth from mine and licks his lips. “Delicious.”
I’m left breathing heavily, my clit swollen and tingling. I want more, just like I did on my birthday. You know, the night that got us into our little predicament.
Logan releases my hands and pushes himself up and off the bed, careful not to squash me. “I suppose that’ll just have to do for tonight.”
My skin is hot, my blood swooshing rapidly through my veins. The ice cream is all but forgotten, thanks to the hum of desire helping fill my brain with inappropriate thoughts.
“Thanks for the taste, Cupcake.”
And then, he’s gone, exiting my room without so much as a single glance back. I hear the door open and close, knowing without a doubt he flipped the lock on his way out. Sitting up, I reach for the ice cream and take a hearty bite of the melting treat. Once I take a couple more bites, I reach for my phone and pull up the text app.
Me: Tell me why I slept with Logan Johnson? He drives me bonkers.
Blair: Great abs and a killer smile?
Me: That has never been my thing before. Why is it so attractive now?
Blair: What did he do now?
Me: He brought me ice cream.
Blair: The asshole!
Blair: Great, now I want ice cream.
Me: My brother still mad?
