His Angel Eyes

Chapter Nine - "Did you play?"

Logan’s P.O.V

Skylar and I have had a busy day getting her place organised for her, it had taken us all day and most of the night, the time now close to ten p.m. we had not even eaten both too busy.

“How about I order in Chinese for us. I will get a bottle of wine from my place?” I suggested.

“That sounds good.” She smiled thankfully.

“OK. You get glasses and plates out; I will grab the bottle and phone for food. What do you fancy?” I asked.

“Hmm, chicken chow mein sounds good.” She smiled.

I headed to my apartment to grab a bottle of wine, calling in our order as I did. I wanted to wine and dine her in a way, get her to talk a little more about what we discussed.  I headed back to her apartment to find her sitting on the floor on a blanket.

“We will need to sit here since I don’t have a sofa until tomorrow.” She giggled, patting the space next to her.

I slipped my shoes off, sitting down next to her. She has the blanket set out like a table. I chuckled at how cute she was. I grabbed the glasses, pouring us a glass of my most exceptional wine each, handing her a drink. She thanked me sweetly, and I decided it was time I started asking questions cause I do not even know her age or second name, the age thing I should have asked before now I know that. As long as she is over twenty all will be good, any younger than that is a big no, no for me.

“Skylar I realised something I do not even know what age you are? Please tell me you are over twenty at least?” I said, slightly nervous.

“Yes, Logan, I am. I am twenty-five.” She laughed.

Thank God for that, that made me relax knowing her age now.

“Why what age are you?” She asked.

“Thirty- four,” I said.

“Really? You don’t look it, though you were younger.” She said.

I was not sure if my age was a good or a bad thing to her; most women like older men, right? It is only nine years age gap that isn’t too bad, is it? I hope not.

“Does it bother you? I am nine years older than you?” I asked.

“Nope, not at all.” She smiled widely at me.

Thank Christ for that cause if she turned around and said yes then I don’t know what I would have done cause I am not one for giving up easily. I continued with my questions. I needed to know more about her, and she happily answered everyone until our food arrived. I dished it out, wanting to get it out the way as quick as possible, wanting to finish off the conversation we started at the coffee shop this morning.

“What about you? What is your story?” She asked.

“That is a topic I do not talk about,” I said.

It was true; I don’t. I think it is cause part of me is ashamed of my life story, it isn’t something I tell anyone about unless I 100% know and trust them then I may say to them. All I am saying is I had a terrible upbringing with an abusive father and a mother who worked as a w***e to get money for her drugs. I never mattered to any of them.

“Why?” She asked.

I hope she doesn’t try to push me on this cause I will get angry, snap and walkout.

“I just don’t OK, drop it, Skylar,” I said.

She must have sensed I never liked the thought of telling her anything about me. She nodded, getting to her feet, grabbing the dishes walking through to the kitchen. s**t! I upset her. Usually, when a woman gets upset when I say that I either walk away or f**k them to make it up for them, with Skylar? I went with a different approach, damn woman getting inside of my head. I sighed, getting to my feet and making my way over to her. She was standing at the sink, washing the dishes. I came up behind her, placing my hands on her hips. I feel her entire body tense, her breath hitching in her throat.

“Skylar I am sorry. I never met to upset you.” I sighed.

“Its fine Logan, you don’t want to talk about it, and that’s OK.” She said still not looking at me.

I used her hips to turn her to face me, her body between me and the sink. She looked at me, biting her lip nervously,

“Skylar I had a shitty life growing up, I don’t talk about it cause I wanna forget it...forget them. It isn’t personal; it is how I am.” I said, stroking her face.

Why does this woman keep making me soft? I don’t apologise, not this way.

“Logan I get it, you don’t need to explain it to me. I respect that you don’t want to talk about, we barely know each other. I am sorry you had such a horrible upbringing that you wanna forget it.” She said softly, looking at me with soft eyes.

I smiled at her, nodding. I am thankful she understands. I pushed her hair behind her ear, pressing my lips softly against her. And like every other time she melted against me. I pulled away after only a moment, Skylar pouting at me. I laughed, her pouting at me was pretty darn adorable if you ask me.

“I will do more of that later, then some,” I said to her in my most seductive tone.

I swear I nearly see her legs fall from under her, a sharp breath falling from her lips. I winked walking away from her, sitting back down and pouring us another glass of wine, will maybe need to get another bottle. I hear her mutter under her breath, her hands moving about, think she was giving herself a talking to. She was a little strange, this one. After talking to herself, she joined me, taking a large gulp of her wine. I smirked, I do make her a nervous mess. I excused myself going to grab another bottle of wine from my place, giving her a moment to pull herself together. I grabbed two bottles, just in case.

I took my seat back down to her and decided to get straight to the point.

“I think we should finish our conversation off from this morning,” I said.

“Uh?” She muttered out.

She knew what I was talking about, trying her best to avoid it, but that was not going to happen.

“You know what I am talking about.” I said, “See that one guy you have had s*x with? Did you only have s*x, or did you play?” I added.

“Play?” She questioned.

Surely she knows what I mean?

“I mean toys, Angel? Handcuffs? Blindfold? Vibrators? Hogties? Paddles? Anything like that?” I asked.

She shook her head as her face turned red. I smirked though cause that means if she would like to try these things I will be the first she does it with. That is the kind of play I want. If she would do any of that, I do not know.

“Anal s*x?” I asked.

She about choked on her wine when I said that. I will take that as a no? I may not have been the first one that penetrated her vaginally, but I could be the first to penetrate her with Anal s*x.

“I will take that as a no?” I chuckled, “Have you ever thought about any of those things? Or do they make you feel uncomfortable and nervous?” I asked.

Yes, maybe I am a little too forward with her, but I need to know before this goes any further. I need to have control in that aspect of my life, or I will lose control entirely and not in a good way.

“Honestly Logan, it isn’t something I have thought about or had a chance to try...any of that. Why is that what you are into?” She asked.

“Yes, pretty much.” I shrugged.

She pondered with her thoughts for a moment. I could tell she was thinking hard in that pretty little head of hers. I wish I knew what she thought, if she was intrigued or disgusted with the suggestions, her face was blank.

“Oh, right. How does one get into that get of thing?” She asked curiously.

“All I am going to say is I need the control Skylar, growing up I never had any. When I was a teenager, I lost all control, drink, drugs, s*x, getting into trouble etc. I was going down a dangerous path then someone who had been watching me spiral out of control suggested I try those things, she was into it all, told me it would be a way for me to take control and well it worked. If I don’t have control sexually, then I will go back down that road which I do not want to do.” I said.

Yes, there was a lot more to that story which of I was not ready to share with her. Skylar listened to everything I was saying. I think she was a little torn on what to think about it all. I decided to get straight to the point, not wasting any more time.

“Could you see yourself trying any of that? Enjoying any of that? I need to know the truth Skylar before this goes any further.” I said.

“I don’t know Logan; it is not something I can decide right here and now.” She said.

She was right; it is not something I can expect her to decide right now.

“Think about it, though, OK?” I said.

“I will.” She said, giving me a shy smile.

I hope she isn’t expecting me to wait too long for an answer. That does not mean I am not going to f**k her tonight. I needed her because the last twenty-four hours have been torture for me watching her, thinking all these dirty thoughts about her, being taken in by her beauty…her body. I was going to make her mine before the end of the night.