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“Who’s Ted?” I teased, and her cheeks flushed.
I’m teasing, but I’m wondering who he is. Brother? Cousin?
“The guy from the club,” she admits, glancing at me.
Wow, she’s nothing, if not honest.
“Ok.” I exhaled, shaking my head. “What’s he after, round two?”
“No, actually, he wants to see me again for ameal,”Jessica shot back, and I felt the same jealousy in me as the night she left with him.
Fuck.
Jessica pulled into a drive, the house behind it filled with darkness. I grabbed my bag and followed her to the door, watching as she slammed her body weight against it while twisting the key in the lock.
“It gets stuck,” she explained as the door groaned, opening slowly.
“Shall we order Chinese?” Jessica said, flicking on a light.
The kitchen was tiny but immaculately tidy. Jessica searched through a drawer, dropping a handful of menus onto the side.
I’m trying not to stare at her ass, but it’s fucking difficult.
“Yeah, that’s fine.”
Jessica handed me the menus, and I followed her into the lounge. Two deep red sofas formed an L shape in the corner of the room, and a little coffee table sat between the sofa and a large tv that hung on the wall. Jessica tugged off her jacket and shoes, and I followed suit.
“Come and sit with me, Logan,” she purred, tapping the sofa beside her.
“You sure you don’t wanna go to your room first?” I teased, wrapping my arm around her shoulders as she whacked me with the menus.
“Yup, I’m sure. Tell me what you want to eat.”
I randomly picked out some dishes, watching her with intrigue as she called the takeaway, her eyes locking onto mine as she spoke.
“Delivery as soon as possible. Thank you.”
“I love your telephone voice,” I teased as she hung up, dragging her over to me.
I couldn’t resist her lips anymore, and it seemed she felt the same. We fell back on the sofa, her legs wrapping around my waist as I lifted her onto me, our mouths searching one another desperately.
It was different now, the kissing. It was softer, yet more passionate, and her hands moved up my top, across my body.
Fuck, her nails on my skin are killing me.
I couldn’t control myself when she ground her hips against me, my fingers reaching up to unclasp her bra as she gasped, my fingers finding the swell of her breasts easily.
“Logan,” she moaned, but I lifted her top over her head. She was exposed to me now, and my mouth covered her nipples greedily as I flipped her beneath me.
I was surprised when she reached into my joggers, her hand searching for the hardness she’d created. Her hand stilled when she felt the cold metal of my dick piercing, and I smirked against her as she gasped.
“You’re pierced…there?” She breathed, her mouth seeking mine as I nodded.
“Yeah, you like it?”
“I do,” she murmured, allowing her hand to circle the shaft.
“Your jeans…” I muttered, my fingers tracing the waistband as I inhaled sharply. “Are they coming off too?”
