Chapter 2

The buzz was going away. I was getting terrified. Not of the man—Logan. Even without that pleasant alcoholic haze, he was attractive. But I was scared of the whole situation. Was I actually going to have sex with a total stranger? Was I going to risk getting killed simply because I wanted to fill up my list of bad decisions?

We had reached what I assumed was his apartment. I took Logan's hand after he opened my door for me. I took in a deep breath and followed him into his apartment. As soon as we got in, he pressed my back against my chest and lifted my face.

We hadn't turned on any lights. But the moonlight was bright enough that night for us to see each other's features clearly. His attractive face and his captivating eyes were angled towards me. I looked up at him, my breath a little shallow. I wondered how he saw me. I wondered if he saw beyond the makeup and noticed the mousy nerdy girl who was hiding behind something she was not.

"You're trembling," Logan whispered softly. I lifted my hands and noticed that, indeed, they were trembling. Before I could say anything, he took one of my hands into his and kissed the palm.

I moaned a little, surprised at the sensation. Was it that I was so inexperienced that one little touch like that was already arousing me? He did same to my other hand. But he didn't leave it at that. Logan tongue kissed my palm, and his scratchy tongue against my skin quickened my breath.

He smirked when he looked at my face. I guess he could see my already dilating pupils. "Are you scared of me?" Logan asked.

I swallowed to wet my dry throat. "N-no." My response was meant to be bold and fearless. But the stutter took everything away from it.

Logan chuckled. "I think you're scared. But you're trying to hide it. Such a brave girl you are." He whispered the last part then he placed a kiss on my exposed collarbone. I gasped.

"I'm not scared," I managed to let out with stuttering.

Logan smirked. "You're not?"

I shook my head, pretending a courage that I didn't feel. The alcohol buzz had worn off long ago. If I was still here, it was out of my own volition. And no matter how scared I was, I wasn't going to tell him so.

"I plan to do a whole lot of things to you, princess. And trust me, you'll like everything I do to you."

I didn't have the chance to respond because as soon as he uttered those words, he kissed me. As soon as he placed his lips against mine, I opened my mouth involuntarily, and he took that opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth.

Logan took his time exploring my mouth. I followed his lead and mimicked his motion, a large pool of heat settling in my lower belly. I had never felt like this before. These sensations…the ones taking over me, they were foreign ones.

I moaned as he sucked on my bottom lip, then bit it slightly, giving the pleasure a tinge of slight pain. "You taste so good," Logan rasped, taking my lip and sucking it, then trailing his kisses down to my neck. I threw my head back and let him kiss his way to my collarbone.

Then he sucked on a spot on my neck. I let out a loud gasp at the feeling that coursed through my body. "Do that again," I whispered shakily, shocked at how brazen I was behaving.

"Your wish is my command princess," Logan said. I felt like he was mocking me, but before I could make a sense out of his words, he sucked on that spot again.

I placed my hands on his broad shoulders to keep my balance. Logan on the other hand continued his exploration. He kissed my neck, then moved to my collarbone, placing small kisses all over my chest. Then to my surprise, he lifted his head.

I looked at him in confusion before feeling his hand on my zipper. "Can I?" he asked. I nodded wordlessly. Logan slipped zipper down slowly then pulled dress down to expose my bra-clad breasts. He pulled down the bra.

"My God you have such beautiful tits," he said, almost as if he were venerating them.

My chest was heaving, and I looked down at the obscene sight of him holding my generous breasts in his hands. Logan bent his dark head and took my nipple into his mouth. I gasped and immediately arched my back. He sucked on it, then when he bit it, it sent jolts straight to my…pussy.

"Logan," I moaned. He gave the same treatment to the other nipple, making me gasp and arch as he pleasured me.

"You're so responsive," he whispered, then bit one of my nipples, I closed my eyes and leaned back against the door.

The only sound you could hear in the room was my loud breathing. "Come," Logan said and stretched his hand out. I took it and he led me upstairs.

I didn't have time to look around. As soon as we got into the room, his lips were on mine once again. I touched him tentatively, putting hands on his broad chest, touching the small skin that was exposed.

"Don't be shy," he said. "Touch me."

I swallowed and started unbuttoning his shirt slowly. His chest was every bit as impressive as I had thought, and even more. I sucked in a deep breath. I touched a finger to his nipple, and he let out a little groan. I looked up at him, then took my finger into my mouth and touched the nipple again. Logan shuddered.

I leaned down and took his nipple into my mouth, and he lifted my head suddenly. I frowned sadly. "Did I do something wrong?" I asked quietly.

"You're doing everything too right." I blushed. "Let's get this off you," he murmured, then he unzipped my dress completely. I stepped out of it and stood there just in my bra and panties. I should have felt self-conscious (which I did to some extent), but the whole arousal thing was taking care of my inhibitions. All I wanted was for Logan to touch me, with his fingers, his mouth, his tongue.

"It's not fair that I'm half naked and you're still fully clothed."

Logan smirked at me. Before I had the time to react, he was already stripping, pulling off his shirt, shoes and pants in record time. My mouth went dry when I took a good look at him. His tattoos didn't limit themselves to his big and muscular arms. He had a few on his chest as well as some scars. For some strange reason, I felt like stroking all of them and kissing them.

I didn't have the time to act out my fantasies though. He pulled me into his arms and kissed me again. This kiss was different. It was harder, much more passionate that the others and it left me panting. I was going to ruin my panties.

"Are you wet?" Logan asked and I nodded breathlessly. "Let me check" he said, and I moaned at his tone. It made me want to do anything he wanted, alongside the smirk I was already finding myself getting used to.

Logan carried me to the bed and dropped me on it gently. Then he removed my bra and threw it away. I was waiting for his next move with bated breath. He trailed his finger around my nipple, never touching it, making me quiver and whimper in anticipation.

"Please," I whispered, very low but high enough for him to hear.

"Please what, princess?" he asked, and I sighed and frowned. He knew what he was doing.

"Please put your mouth on me. Touch me all over. Please!" I had to exclaim the last one, I saw the side of Logan's mouth lift up.

"Your wish is my command, princess," he said then kissed my chest. Logan placed small kisses all over my breasts, avoiding my nipples and concentrating on everything else but them. He started kissing my stomach, laving my navel with attention, dipping his talented tongue and licking it.

"Logan please…" I whimpered not even knowing what exactly I was begging for.

He didn't say anything in response to my whimper, just continued kissing me the long of my body. When he reached my mound, my waist almost left the bed. Logan took all his time playing with me. He didn't touch my clit or my pussy lips, just went straight for my inner thighs and started teasing me.

His tongue would go close to my pussy and then he'd bite my inner thigh. He was keeping me on edge. I honestly wasn't sure that I liked that. After teasing me for a while, Logan placed a soft kiss on my clit.

I moaned and arched my hips, begging him to do more. And more he did. He licked my nub of pleasure then bit a little.

"Logan oh my godddd…" I trailed out, closing my eyes and arching my hips, giving him maximum access.

He continued playing with my clit, then slid his fingers in between my pussy lips and started rubbing, making sure to tease my hole as well. Logan slipped a finger into my already wet crevice, thrusting rhythmically and slowly. I held on to the sheets and arched my back even more, screaming as some kind of unknown pressure kept building up. It was unlike anything I had ever felt. I bucked my hips a couple of times before settling down.

When I opened my eyes, Logan was staring down at me. "What just happened?" I whispered. For some reason, I couldn't use my voice fully.

"You came."

He didn't give me time or anything. He just pulled me to him and kissed me. It was a sloppy kiss, then he said, "Taste yourself on me. You taste so good, princess."

I moaned into the kiss. There was some kind of forbidden element about kissing a man who had just given me head that I loved, and I couldn't stop myself from enjoying the kiss.

I felt his fingers at my entrance, rubbing and teasing. My breath grew shallow, and I pulled away from the kiss, burying my head into his broad chest. "Oh my God," I breathed out when Logan slid one, then two and three fingers into my hole.

There was some painful element to it. I had never had anything in me. But the pain came along with pleasure, a whole lot of pleasure I couldn't stop myself from feeling as he thrusted the fingers in and out of my wet hole. The squelchy sounds coming from my hole were making me even more wet.

"You're dripping," he whispered in my ear and his deep voice was enough to send me over the edge again.

"So responsive," I heard as my orgasm receded.

He made a move to leave me, and I held on to him. "Let me go get a condom," he explained, and I blushed then let go of him. I watched as Logan went into the bathroom. After about five minutes, he came out, looking defeated.

"No condom," he said. I bit my lip and watched as he checked in his wallet. Just to come up with nothing.

"I'm on the pill," I blurted out, blushing as Logan turned his eyes on me.

"You're what?" he asked, as if to be sure.

"I'm on the pill. And I'm clean," I mumbled.

He watched me for a while then he walked towards me and shed his boxers. Logan got into bed and dragged me to him, kissing me. Then all of a sudden, my back was on the bed and my legs were spread wide open.

I swallowed. I knew that this part would most likely hurt since this was my first time, but I hoped that the lubrication from the two orgasms I had had would be enough.

Logan positioned himself at my entrance, the feeling of his dick on my hole making me even more wet. Both of us were letting out shallow breaths. Then he slid in me. I closed my eyes and held my breath at the foreign sensation. Logan kept sliding into me, and I bit my lip so as not to let the whimper of pain escape.

He was big and I was a virgin. The pain was normal.

"You're so fucking tight," he grunted, then he gave one last thrust and slid all of him into my pussy.

He stayed for a while, letting me adjust. "Can I move now?" he asked. I nodded after taking a deep breath.

He started slowly, but with each thrust the pain became a myth. "Oh fuck," Logan grunted. Oh fuck was right. This felt so good.

"You're so fucking tight," he grunted, still sliding in and out of me. I gripped his shoulders, digging my nails deep into them as he thrust in and out of me.

I couldn't say anything but let out deep breaths and the occasional moan, as my mouth had dropped open from the pleasure. Logan increased his tempo, taking my legs and putting them on his shoulder so he could thrust even deeper.

"Logan!" I screamed, closing my eyes and clenching the sheets.

"Shit," I heard, but I was too consumed by my own pleasure to notice anything. He kept thrusting, then he rubbed my clit, following the rhythm of his thrusts. I lost the battle against control at that moment, and I screamed, closing my eyes and clenching my pussy walls as I came on his member.

When I came back to it, Logan was slumped on me. Then he slipped out of me and dragged me into him. We stayed there for a while, just holding each other then he carried me to the bathroom so we could clean ourselves.

"You were a virgin," he said quietly. I nodded. Logan looked at me with something indecipherable in his eyes. Then he washed the both of us and carried me back to bed.

I slept off with his arms wrapped around me and his legs entangled up in him. In that moment, nothing mattered, there were no consequences to our actions. Just peaceful post orgasmic bliss and sleep, an unbeatable feeling.