Page 17 of Seduced at Stevens Street
“Of course, I’m taking the job! What, you think just because we slept together, I wouldn’t take it? Get over yourself!”
I took hold of her hand that held the bottle, spun her around and pinned her against the wall with my body. “We need to talk about that.” I leaned my face near hers, but my eyes couldn’t focus on anything but her lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. My cock was getting hard just holding her like this, just looking at her lips.
“Let go of me, and we have nothing to talk about!”
I finally pulled my eyes from her lips and gazed into her eyes. They were on fire, molten green infernos. I couldn’t help butsmile. She was a spitfire, and I couldn’t wait to get her naked again. Her hair was still up tight in that bun . I wanted it down. I wanted to run my hands through it. I wanted to see it fanned out over her pillow. I didn’t think she knew how sexy she was, without even trying.
“And get that smile off your face. You’re not as irresistible as you think you are.”
Now I laughed. “Or am I? We’re explosive, you and me, together.” I took hold of her chin and lifted it. My lips crashed into hers with no thought on my part. My hands roamed all over her, not able to get enough of her soft curves. There was something about this woman that had me breaking all my rules. It should have pissed me off, but it didn’t. It made me want her all the more.
Gia
Damn, if he didn’t do it to me again. Just like last night, he took advantage of my hand around a bottle, pinned me, and kissed me. And damn did he kiss well, well enough to make my knees weak and get my head spinning. Just like last night. After a lengthy kiss, which I admit I returned, he pulled away just enough to gaze into my eyes. His lips were close enough I could kiss him, if I wanted to.
“What do we need to talk about?” My voice was breathy. I was craving another kiss, and more.
His lips turned up into an arrogant smile. It was growing on me. “That’s better.”
Instead of telling me what we needed to talk about, he kissed me again. Before I knew it, both of us were naked. He had held me up against the wall, and he was thrusting in and out of me right there up against the wall in my living room. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and I held on, willing him to go deeper with each drive. I’d never been brought to an orgasm without any warmup, but he did that to me. He joined me as mine washed over me. The sounds he made were guttural grunts that sounded inhuman. It was one of the sexiest things I’d ever been a part of.
He sat me on my feet and just held me, his body pressed tightly to mine, his forehead against the wall beside my face. I felt the heat radiating from him. I kept my hands as still as his were. I wanted to feel over him. I wanted to kiss him, but I held back. Then, he lifted his head, he locked eyes with mine and then kissed me again with more passion than before, if that was possible. Damn did this man know how to kiss!
“With us working together, we can’t let this get messy.”
“This? What exactly is this?” I asked as I started coming to my senses.
“I don’t know, but it’s good. I didn’t lie to you, little girl. I don’t do relationships. But I can’t stay away, won’t be able to stay away when I see you every day.”
He kissed me again; a kiss I returned with everything I had in me. I don’t know if I was trying to tempt him, trying to get him to say he’d try a relationship, or prove to him I wasn’t asking him for one.
We took it into my bedroom and spent the next hour in bed taking turns bringing each other to the brink. What he did to my body was as amazing as it was last night. After we both came again, we took a nap. I loved the feeling of him holding me. Gary always rolled over after sex. Logan practically fell asleep on top of me. When I woke, we were a tangle of limbs.
Logan
Several more of my rules broken. Fuck, what was it about this woman? I came awake holding her and knew I wanted to be inside her again. I was so hard; you’d think I hadn’t had sex in weeks. I flipped her onto her back and kissed her, my knees spreading hers.
“Logan, I’ve got to pack,” she protested. “What time is it anyway?”
She tried to reach for the bedside clock to see the time. I took her by both hands, pinning her in place. “It’s time for you to scream my name again.” The truth was I’d nearly screamed hers. I pressed in. She was soaking wet, ready.
“Logan, stop.”
I stopped right where I was, but I didn’t pull out. “Do you not want to or are you worried about the packing?”
“Of course, I want to, but I still have so much packing I need to do.”
I smiled; my eyes invaded hers. “I’ll help you pack, however long it takes to get done what you need to today.” Then I kissed her again and pressed rest of the way in, until I was buried deep inside of her, my balls up tightly against her. Pure heaven! I moaned and didn’t stop until we both came again.
Gia
There was something about the way Logan looked at me after we had sex after our nap that made me think this was more to him than just sex. His hands cupped my face, and he hovered over me. He was still buried deep inside me. His eyes penetrated mine for so long. It was so connecting. I don’t recall ever gazing into Gary’s eyes this long for any reason.
God! He was handsome, strikingly beautiful if a guy can be considered beautiful. Those eyes held mine and nothing else mattered. Logan kept his word and helped me pack. After several hours, I realized I was starving. I hadn’t eaten anything since my protein smoothie before I had left for my appointmentat Stevens Street Gym. We’d gotten up and began packing right away. I didn’t have a whole lot of food in the apartment, I was letting it dwindle down, so I’d have less to move. I looked through the refrigerator and cabinets for the second time. Logan came up behind me and looped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him. I felt his face nuzzle my neck.
“Are you looking to pack something, or hoping something better to eat will appear?”
I laughed. “Maybe both.” I ran my hands over his on my stomach enjoying the feeling of his hands holding me. I turned to look at him, at his handsome face. “Thank you for staying to help me.”
