Invisible String

Chapter 14 -You got it wrong

So I accepted his words. I accepted to be friends for the time being, even if I had to bite my tongue and hold onto the desire of jumping into his arms and kissing him.

"It doesn't," I clarified, my voice steady despite the turmoil raging within me. "I actually find myself being attracted to you too. But I guess you're right, until this whole mess is over with, we should remain friends."

It was a bittersweet admission, a concession to the reality of our situation that left a bitter taste in my mouth. But as much as I longed to give in to the pull of desire, I knew that now was not the time.

For a moment, we remained in silence. I could feel the tension emanating from his body... Or was it mine?

"So we remain friends." He states and all I can do is nod.

I could feel the pull of temptation, the desire to bridge the gap between us and give in to the magnetic pull of attraction that simmered just beneath the surface. But reason prevailed, reminding me of the importance of honoring the boundaries that were set.

And so, with a heavy heart and a silent sigh, I broke the silence.

"I should probably go," I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I tore my gaze away from Logan's and focused on the floor beneath my feet.

I could feel my heart pounding on my chest, and my hands shaking.

Feeling weak in the knees, I started to walk away, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. But then, I felt his hand close around my arm, stopping me in my tracks. My heart thundered in my chest as I turned to face him, uncertainty clouding my thoughts.

Before I could utter a word, he pulled my body close to his, our chests colliding with an audible gasp escaping my lips. A wave of heat washed over me as his lips found mine in a passionate and urgent kiss, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through my veins.

For a moment, I was frozen in place, my mind struggling to process the sudden turn of events. What the hell was going on? My thoughts raced as I tried to make sense of the situation, but logic was drowned out by the overwhelming sensation of his lips on mine, igniting a fire that burned with a fierce intensity.

His kiss was electric, igniting a primal hunger within me that I had long suppressed. It was as if all the pent-up longing and desire that had simmered beneath the surface had finally been unleashed, consuming us both in a blaze of passion and need.

But even as I surrendered to the intoxicating heat of the moment, a voice of reason whispered in the back of my mind, reminding me of the consequences of our actions. We had agreed to remain friends, to tread carefully in the delicate dance of our emotions. And yet, here we were, swept away by the irresistible pull of desire.

As the kiss deepened, I felt a surge of conflicting emotions wash over me. Part of me wanted to lose myself in the heat of the moment, to surrender completely to the intoxicating allure of his touch. But another part of me hesitated, mindful of the risks involved in crossing that forbidden threshold.

But in that fleeting moment, logic and reason were cast aside as passion and desire took control, leaving us both breathless and trembling with longing.

My hands trembled as they clung to his hair, feeling the intensity of the moment consuming me completely. Every touch of his lips against mine was like a spark igniting a fire within me, making every fiber of my being burn with a desire I couldn't ignore.

His lips were warm and demanding, sending waves of electricity through my entire being. Every brush of his tongue against mine sparked a desire that threatened to consume me completely.

My mind screamed in conflict, struggling between the desire to let go and the fear of what would happen if we went further.

I don't know when we moved, but in one swift motion Logan managed to lift me onto the kitchen counter, his lips not leaving mine.

My mind felt clouded.

Logan's hands roamed my body with a burning urgency, igniting fires in every inch of skin he touched.

My own hands clung to him, wishing to feel him closer, deeper. Every kiss, every touch, was like an electric shock that left me breathless, plunging me into a whirlwind of sensations that threatened to sweep me away.

"Take me to your room," I ordered between kisses, my voice resonating deeper, revealing the effect he was having on me.

Fortunately, I didn't need to repeat my words; Logan acted immediately. With a fluid movement, my legs were forced to wrap around his hips as he carried me. I didn't waste a second; as I felt the movement of his steps, my lips slid to his neck, seeking a new place to explore.

A playful laugh escaped my lips when I finally felt the soft mattress of what I assumed was his bed beneath my body. Before I could fully process my surroundings, Logan, shirtless and with an intense look, positioned himself over me with a determination that made my heart race even faster.

The need to be closer to him was overwhelming. Without thinking twice, I gently pushed him, feeling the mattress give way under his weight as he fell to my side. His expression of surprise quickly faded, replaced by a spark of anticipation in his eyes.

With trembling hands, I shed my hoodie and jeans, freeing my body from the burden that prevented our bodies from joining completely. I could feel his burning gaze on me as I mimicked him, stripping off his own pants with an ease that left me breathless.

There was something in those dark eyes that drew me like a magnet, trapping me in its spell with no hope of escape.

Our lips met again in a fiery and desperate kiss, but this time I found myself straddling him, feeling his strength beneath me.

In that instant, nothing else mattered. The consequences of our actions could wait. Right now, I needed to lose myself in him.