Skylar’s P.O.V
I was struggling with being around him; it was making me think and feels things I shouldn’t be, and it scared me. I was like a moth getting drawn into his flame, going to end up getting burned. I should have probably kept away from him after how he made me all weak in the elevator the moment we met, but I couldn’t. How open he is, the way he made a desire to burn through my entire body when he was talking about s*x? That was something I had never experienced even when I was having s*x. I felt more turned on with listening to him talking about it than what I did when having it. He saw right through me when that happened. I don’t know what his game is, but I find myself wanting to play, wanting to hit home base if you like. I swear if I ever felt his lips or fingertips against my bare skin for only a second it would make me reach my edge without actually having s*x with him and I don’t know how I feel about it.
“Come back to me; you got a little lost there.” He laughed from my side.
I know I was overthinking, but I never realised it was that obvious to him.
“Sorry got lost in my head there.” I laughed awkwardly.
“And what were you thinking about?” He said a smirk on his lips.
He knew exactly what I was thinking about, but I am not going to tell him what he wants to hear. He does not need any other hold over me.
“Nothing much,” I said, smiling sweetly at him.
“If you say so Angel eyes.” He winked.
I shook my head, turning away from him, my surrounding soon becoming very interesting to me. I don’t know how much longer I can be around him before I end up doing something stupid like kissing him or more than that. I decided the best thing for me to do was go home, tell him I was tired, which I was due to jetlag. I just needed to be away from him.
“Can we leave the touring of New York until tomorrow, please? I am exhausted, jetlag.” I said.
He seemed slightly disappointed when I said that but nodded, understanding.
“Sure thing, we can do it tomorrow after you have rested.” He smiled.
“Thank You.” I smiled.
We headed back towards our apartment complex, the closer I got, the more tired I seemed to get. I was hoping I could sleep on the blow-up bed; sure one night will be fine. Logan walked me to my door. I turned to face him before opening the door; he was only inches away from me. My breath caught in my throat could feel like his lips were already on me even when they were not. He slowly reached his hand in towards my face, his fingertips brushing against my cheeks. I let out a loud whimper, trying to stop my legs from coming away from under me.
“I have a very big…very comfortable bed in my place.” He whispered.
I was slightly taken back with his words, my face giving me a way to him.
“I mean to sleep Skylar.” He smirked.
“Um…OK but no it’s OK, I don’t wanna be a bother.” I said nervously.
I had a feeling he said to me what he did to see how I would react. And to be honest, if he meant another way I would have probably gone for it which, to be honest, makes me feel a little sluttish cause I only met him today.
“You won’t be. I am sure it would be more comfortable than the air bed. Come on, least you will get a decent sleep.” He smiled.
“I need to shower and change first feeling a little disgusting after all the travel,” I said.
“I have a shower. I have clothes.” He smirked.
He was not going to give up that easily is he? I guess a comfortable bed would be good. I was only going to be sleeping in it; what harm could that do? The sound of it was very appealing to me. I found myself nodding my head. I see a small victory smile on his lips, making me giggle. He stepped back from me, letting me breathe easy.
“Come on then, beautiful.” He said, motioning me to follow him.
I did as he asked, following him to his front door and he opened it, letting me step in first. I was impressed with the place. I spent the first ten minutes admiring the place. Logan was standing letting me do so.
“This place is incredible, Logan,” I said, turning to him, smiling.
“Thank You. It is my pride and joy.” He said happily.
A silence fell between us, the two of us looking at each other, the intensity of the stare strong in the air. I gulped, biting on my inner cheek nervously not sure what was happening right now. Logan stepped into me, his body close to mine. All of a sudden, my heart began racing in my chest; my breathing became rutted and heavy. His eyes never left mine, not even for a second as we stood there. The same feeling as earlier took over, that yearning desire for him. I wanted to reach in, grab his hoodie and pull him against me, kiss him and let him do whatever the hell he wants to me. I could hear his breathing heavy like my own.
“Where is the shower?” I stuttered out, taking a step back from him.
“Hmm, yeah follow me,” He said, pulling himself together with a shake.
He was quick to pull himself away, walking away quickly, and I followed him.
“Shower is right in there.” He said, pushing the bathroom door open, “There is already towels in there, and I will get you some clothes.” He added, turning to me.
“OK,” I whispered, the two of us fall into one of our little moments again.
I pulled away, going to walk into the bathroom before I could I felt his hand land on my arm, stopping me. I whimpered, freezing on the spot.
“Skylar?” He purred at me.
“Yeah?” I breathed out still refusing to look at him.
I hear him move and soon feel his presence right behind me, his front against my back. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my neck. I felt a shiver shoot down my spine with his body this close.
“Turn around.” He said, his hand running over my hips.
I let out a small hmm before slowly turning around to face him. He pushed me against the wall, stepping into me, and his body against mine. I let out a loud, throaty moan. I went to say something to him, but no words came out, he has left me speechless.
“You are driving me wild Skylar without even trying.” He growled at me.
“I…I…am…sorry.” I stuttered out.
“Don’t be. I am not.” He said his hand fell on my cheek.
He inched his lips closer to mine, his lips brushing against mine. I let out a loud whine, my entire body shaking. I felt a tingle on my lips with his only touching mine slightly. I was in desperate need of his lips against mine. I wanted to make the first move, but I was scared to in case he never kissed me back, in case he was only teasing me.
“Skylar I am gonna kiss you now.” He moaned.
All I could do was nod, and his lips soon pressed into mine. As soon as I felt them against me, my entire body shook, a burning desire dominating my body, and I could feel the heat rising between my legs. I moaned loudly against his lips, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He pressed himself harder against me, his excitement in his joggers, pushing against me. With one kiss passionate, lust, desire and want taking over me, took over my mind and body. I was a weak mess. Logan ran his hands over my body, gripping my thighs and lifting my feet from the ground, wrapping my legs around his hips, holding me against the wall with his hips. I gripped his fingers tightly as he rolled his body against mine as the kiss became more heated and frantic. It was turning into a very passionate make-out session; we were f*****g with our clothes on at the present moment like a pair of horny teenagers. I could feel myself become wet, between my legs throbbing.
Logan pulled away from my lips, the both of us breathless.
“Do you feel that Skylar? Do you feel what you do to me?” He breathed out, pressing his hard-on into me again.
“Yes.” I moaned.
“Good. Now you should go shower, get some rest.” He said, putting my feet on the ground, my legs nearly buckling under me, but he grabbed me, “Steady now Angel eyes.” He added.
I stood there, taken back that he stopped as abruptly.
“Enjoy your shower beautiful.” He smirked, walking away from me chuckling as he did.
I think it is a cold shower that I may need now. I don’t know how I am going to face him after that happened. I would need to find a way to deal with it since it is his apartment I am in. I can’t exactly run away or hide now can I?