Page 30 of Dirty Secrets

Most girls would think that he was trying to keep it a dirty little secret, but I was more than happy for it to be kept quiet. Reid would have a fucking aneurysm and possibly murder Logan with his bare hands. I’d end up locked in the house and never hear the end of it.

“Trust me, it’s not something I’ll bring up at the dinner table,” I answered, my face heating again. “Uh, I don’t know what to do.”

“You want to do it rightnow?”

“No one’s home,” I pointed out. “Unless you have plans?”

“Even if I did, I’d cancel them,” he said seriously, hesitating before reaching a hand to the back of my head. “You sure this is what you want? Once we start, you can’t go back. I mean, obviously I’ll stop, but your virginity won’t just come back.”

“I’m sure,” I nodded, nerves washing through me as he gave me a small smile.

“Just checking. Lie on the bed for me, you don’t have to do a thing.”

I climbed off his lap, not being able to ignore the tent in his pants. He wanted me, this wasn’t just a pity fuck, and that relaxed me slightly.

He rose to his knees and hooked his fingers below the waistband of my pants and tugged them down, my breath catching as he leaned forward and placed soft kisses on my stomach.

“You don’t have to romance me,” I managed to force out, amusement flashing in his eyes as he glanced up at me.

“I’m not.”

“Just stick it in.”

“Jesus, Rae,” he huffed, leaning back to pull my sweats off completely, my underwear with them. I’d never been this exposed to anyone before, and I fought the urge to cover myself. “Don’t let anyone just shove themselves inside you without making sure you’re ready first. That’s how you get injured.”

“You’re being sweet about it,” I argued. He parted my legs and knelt between them, hovering above me as he planted his hands on either side of my head.

“There’s nothing sweet about me. If you have a problem with me kissing you, then we need to stop. My lips will be all over you, and I’ll be taking it slow to avoid hurting you. Did you think I’d just flip you over and rail you?”

“Yes.”

“You trusted me with this, so let me do it my way, okay? It will hurt a little at first but it will get better. We go slow, and if you want me to stop, I stop and that’s the end of it,” he said firmly, waiting for me to nod before leaning down to kiss me.

Kissing my best friend was strange at first, but it wasn’t too awkward since he took the lead.

His hand slid up my tank as his warm skin teased mine, goosebumps breaking out all over me as he cupped my breast and tweaked my nipple. I gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth, my arms getting a mind of their own as I wrapped them around him and slid my hands up the back of his shirt.

I jerked as he moved his hand between my legs, and I parted them further for him which earned me a groan of approval.

“Fuck, Rae. You’re so smooth.”

“Uh, thanks? Girls shave though, it’s kind of a rule,” I laughed nervously, making him lean back enough to frown at me.

“We’re going to come back to that conversation another day.” He pulled my tank over my head, leaving me completely naked below him. “Holy fuck.”

“What?” I went to cover my chest, but he swatted my hands away.

“Don’t take the view away from me,” he scolded, his eyes heating. “You’re fucking gorgeous.”

“You’re getting way too good at lying to girls. That was actually believable,” I teased, shrieking when he leaned down to bite my nipple sharply. “Ouch!”

He sucked the sting away, glaring up at me. “I’m not lying to you. You’re hot as hell, Rae.”

“You’re only saying that because we’re besties and you want to stroke my ego.”

“No, I’m saying it as a horny fucking man with eyes,” he replied as if I was crazy. “Hook your legs over my shoulders.”

“But—” I hadn’t even finished speaking before he grabbed my legs and shuffled down the bed, my stomach twisting at the thought of his face being so close to my pussy. “Logan—” He didn’t give me time to freak out before his mouth was on me, my back arching at the strange sensation. “Oh, fuck.”

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