Here I was, naked. In front of Logan. Can this get any worse? I didn't think so.
I didn't dare
open my eyes, that is until I heard his voice, soft and gentle. For some reason, I'd thought that he was going to ridicule me for the way my body looked or something. That is something he'd do.
"Open your eyes." I fought with myself. Oh why not? I did as he asked and saw hthe most tender look in his blue eyes. "What?" I asked, my voice a little squeaky. He said nothing, but instead he had pulled me close to his body, wrapping arms around me. "Are you high?" I asked. He chuckled in my ear, but said nothing again.
We stayed like that for a long while. His body was so warm. It burned into my bare flesh.
"Kara, listen to me, You're beautiful no matter what. Never be ashamed of your body." Of course he'd say that. What man wouldn't say that? I opened my mouth to give a snappy remark, but was quickly cut off by his lips melting into mine. I struggled with him, I tried to step back, push him, something, but my body gave in to this sinful deed.
His lips were deliciously soft and warm. He pulled away just as I started to lose my balence. He caught me by the waist, his thumbs grazing my skin slightly.
My face felt very warm now. His eyes held no other emotion except for the lust and appreciation. I'm assuming it's the view.
He bent to kiss me again. A soft peck.
"Get dressed," He said and walked out of the room. My lips stung and my stomach did backflips.
What just happend?