Dear Ana,

Joue

I wondered if I should tell Logan more about me. We've been dating for two months now.

Tonight I was at his house.
"So babe." He started. "Want to play a little game?"
My gut feeling was always to be iffy about a boy wanting to play a game when you're home alone together.
"Depends on the game."
"Let's play a game with secrets."
He could see my confused expression.
"Elaborate please." I claimed.
"Alright, you tell me a something, either a secret or a lie, if I find out you're lying, I'm allowed to do anything to you for at least 2 minutes, also depending on the kind of lie you tell."
"How would you find out if I'm lying?"
"I'll just know, princess"
"You're pretty confident huh?" My eyes looked irritated, but I knew I would give in to his obvious play.
"You wanna play?" His smirk was radiant.
"Fine. Is it the same way around? If you lie I get to do things to you?"
"Of course, but you'll have to wait your turn and I'm afraid I'm a terribly good liar."
"That's not a good quality, asshead"
He laughed at my comment. "In this game it is."

We were sitting on the edge of Logan's bed in his room. Just the two of us alone. He played his deep house music on the stereo.
"Let's start the game."
"You start."
He smiled. "Fine."
"Okay." He proceeded to think of a lie. "Right so, I got myself suspended from school for 3 days for getting into a fight with my teammate."
I looked at his so-called poker face.
"I think you're telling the truth."
"I'm sorry." He smiled. "I'm afraid it was only for a day."
"What?" I claimed. "That's not fair, I was right."
His smirk was annoyingly big.
He pushed me down and started kissing my neck, I felt him slightly sucking my skin.
I groaned when I saw the enormous hickey he had left in my neck.
Himself, seemed all too proud.

"Your turn."
My mind was turning.
What secrets ? What lies?
"We have too many." Ana and Mia cackled in my head.
"Right. I have never been drunk."
He looked disappointed. "Come on, Amy. I was there when you were drunk. Can't you do any better than that?"
"I'm not very good at this."
"You go again."

"I worked for a drug dealer once." Logan said cooly.
"No way. That's not true."
"So you're saying I'm lying?"
"Yeah." I think.
"You got me. I was the drug dealer."
"What? Seriously."
"No." He liked this game. Probably because he can tease me.
"Your turn."

"Just say something bad, darling."
"It's just a game."

"I'm scared of food."
Logan looked pleased. He finally got the confession he was waiting for.
"You're telling the truth."
I kept silent, but my expression was enough for his confirmation.
"I get to do things to you now, as I'm right."
He pushed me down once again, but now he was on top of me.
He teased me. He held my hands so I could not do anything. He pushed his hands under my shirt and kissed me many times.
My breaths were fast and slight moans escaped my lips.

When he stopped he asked me if I wanted to continue the game.
"No. It's a stupid game."
We were both al riled up and horny. I got on top of him and was softly grinding against him while I kissed his lips and neck.

It all went to hell from there.
Clothes were taken off and moans increased.
He lay on top of me when we finally decided to go all the way.

He kissed my forehead.
My head was resting on his chest.
We were both warm and sweaty.
He lifted my arm and kissed my wrist.
He must've seen the scars. He didn't say anything, but I could tell he already knew enough. He kissed me gently. As if he tried to kiss the rotten inside instead of the scarred outside of my body.

Evening light was creeping in.
"Logan, I have to go home now."
He drove me home, we held hands the entire time.
My whole mind was screaming Logan.
He kissed me again.
"Amy, I think I love you."
I smiled. "I think I love you too."