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"From that look on your face, you like what you see,” he whispered, before kissing my neck.
I moaned quietly, closing my eyes and lifting my head, hoping he would continue.
"I always like what I see, just nicer when you don't have a shirt on," I whispered, my hands running up his back.
He groaned, nibbling at the base of my neck, before sucking hard, his hands grabbing my hips and pulling me to press against his groin. I fought the moan that tried to escape.
My eyes fluttered closed as Logan's lips continued to leave love bites along my feverish flesh. I should have been worried about the fact we were going out, but I didn't want him to stop and would wear those marks with pride.
The sexual tension between us had been growing ever since our first kiss, and it was getting harder for me not to take things further.
I'd tried to ignore my emotions and needs, but I'd been masturbating a lot more and it wasn't satisfying me. I wanted to take this relationship to the next level, yet I didn't have the courage to ask.
How do you say in an unselfish, not needy way that you’re tired of masturbating and wanna fuck?
He pulled away and kissed me while I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"You never answered my first question." My lips brushed against his as I spoke.
"You mean as to why we're attending this huge 'we survived midterms' dance Solarity is hosting?” His husky voice was tempting me to kiss him again.
"Yes, that," I whispered, tugging on his lower lip with my teeth.
He moaned, kissing me again for another thirty seconds before he broke the kiss to answer.
"Because Maximus heard after the exam that Zane is attending and Braxton doesn't want him going without one of us. Plus, we haven't gone to a party together in a while and I like dancing with you,” he admitted.
"You like grinding with me which isn’t really a form of dance, and Maximus is worried about Zane. Hmm...I wish we could stay here." I whispered the last part, blushing slightly.
Logan pressed his forehead to mine.
"Why?"
I knew from the tone of his whispered voice he wanted me to tell him, to reveal how badly I wanted alone time with him and to do more intimate things than kisses and love bites.
"I..." I began but was cut off by a knock on the door.
The door opened slightly, Nixon's head popping through the space and his black eyes landed on us. He did a top-to-bottom scan of us before he spoke.
"Sorry to interrupt, but we're gonna be late if you guys don't finish in five minutes. The driver’s going to be here soon."
"Okay. We'll be downstairs in four," Logan confirmed.
Nixon nodded with a small smile; his eyes lingered on me for five seconds before he pulled back and closed the door quietly behind him.
"Guess I'll have to wait for your answer till we get back." Logan gave me a sad smile and I sighed.
"I don't wanna go," I mumbled, hugging him.
He kissed my shoulder, pressing his lips to my left shoulder tattoo.
"Me neither, but let's have fun. We deserve a break and I want you to have a good time with the others."
We pulled back and I lifted my hand to feel the softness of his gold strands.
"Thank you for being so accepting of the others. I love that I can try this out...but you're okay with it so far?" I questioned quietly .
"I'm fine with the others. I don't say anything, but I see how happy you are with each of them and it gives me a sense of relief to know there are four other guys watching over you, especially since I'm not in all your classes. At least one of us is with you at all times, not like I don't trust your strength. Just helps me not worry too much about you,” he confessed.
