Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 90217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90217 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 451(@200wpm)___ 361(@250wpm)___ 301(@300wpm)
Whoa.
Hadn’t been expecting that out of him. And I liked it a whole lot.
“And I’m not drunk this time when I’m saying it,” he added, “so you can’t tell me it’s just the alcohol talking.”
My cock perked up a little more under my sweatpants. I was glad, in the moment, that I was wearing a pair that were nice and thick.
“Logan, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to,” I said. “You know that, right? I’m still going to like you a whole lot, even if you want to go slow—”
He broke off my sentence by leaning forward and pressing his lips to mine.
Well, well, well.
I let out a soft groan as his lips met mine. Now my cock was definitely hardening under my sweatpants. It was a chaste kiss, like I’d expect from him, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t unexpected and honestly, really fucking hot.
He had kissed me. I couldn’t imagine the amount of courage that might take for someone as shy as him.
He pulled back, looking me in the eyes. “Wow.”
“I know,” I said softly, reaching up to stroke a hand down the side of his hair. “I’ve gotta say, roomie, I wasn’t expecting that.”
“You have no idea how hard my heart is pounding right now,” he said, his eyes wild like he’d just gotten away with a crime. “I think I might choke on it.”
I couldn’t help but laugh, breaking the tension between us. “My heart’s beating a little faster, too. I promise.”
He ran a hand through his hair, his eyes glancing from my lips to my eyes and back again. He was sitting so close to me on the couch—close enough that if I wanted to, I could reach out and pull him against my body, lying back and letting him fall on top of me.
But I held back.
I wasn’t going to spook him.
Even though every bone in my body wanted to clutch him close to me right now.
“I… I have no fucking clue how to flirt,” he said softly. “Or how to be alluring. How to do anything like this. But Dani and Sam were saying that I had to be bold, and it was my resolution to be bolder this year, to do something, but I still have no idea how to do it. It took every ounce of courage I have in my body to do that, so now I’m kind of screwed.”
“Logan, Logan, Logan,” I said softly, reaching out to squeeze the top of his wrist.
He took a long breath in and then let it out, slowly.
“I’m pretty sure you’ve got the being alluring part down perfectly,” I said. It was so fucking hot to see Logan coming apart at the seams, all frazzled and confused. Usually he tried so hard to keep all of his feelings under wraps, even if he usually failed at it. But right now, he seemed to have given up on that. He was being honest with me, and it was turning me the fuck on.
He was looking at my lips like he was hypnotized. “Can I kiss you again?” he asked, so sweetly. I was going to fucking explode.
“Get over here,” I murmured.
I leaned in and caught his lips, kissing him a little more deeply this time. I parted my mouth just slightly, letting my tongue slide against his lower lip. He reached out and gripped my leg as I did it, like he was trying to hold on for dear life.
Fuck. He was enjoying this just as much as I was.
As he opened his mouth to mine, I felt the warmth of his tongue and had to struggle not to groan deeply against him. I wasn’t letting go like I normally would, but something about it was tantalizing. I liked the restraint of going slow with him. I wanted him to be comfortable with me at all times, and I was going to do anything in my power to make sure that happened.
But just as I was making sure to go slow, Logan pushed in toward me, leaning over my body and putting one leg on the other side of my body. He was on top of me now, straddling me with a leg on either side of my legs, kissing me like he was desperately hungry for more.
Fuck yes.
Somewhere along the course of tonight, I’d won the goddamn lottery.
“Mmm,” I hummed, gripping the sides of his hips as he pulled off my lips for a moment, looking down at me with wild eyes. “Oh, I like this version of you.”
“Like I said,” he whispered, “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
“Well, it feels really fucking good,” I said. I put my hands on the small of his back and pushed him in closer toward me. We were pressed together so close, the kind of closeness I never in a million years would have thought I’d be able to have with Logan. In fact, if someone had told me just a few weeks ago that I’d be on this couch with Logan on top of me, I’d have laughed them out of the room.