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icouldbethegoodguyHe loved how eager and responsive she was, but the downside was the fact that she was driving him batshit crazy. If she kept squirming like that and making those sweet little noises, he was gonna fuck her right there in the goddamn elevator...
Thankfully, though, the elevator pinged open pretty quickly. With a groan of relief, Logan tugged her away from the wall and started down the corridor.
"Which room?" he rasped against her mouth.
"Room 562." She answered, licking lips gently.
Leaning back a little, she reached into her shirt to pull out her keycard from her bra. When they got to her door, she twisted just enough to use it so that they could open the door.
When they got inside, it was easy to see that she was very much like a tornado pretty much all the time. Not that she was dirty but there were certainly clothes strewn all over along with her different shoes. Not to mention maybe a couple dirty dishes sitting beside the sink and some open cereal boxes since she hadn't cleaned up yet.
"Sorry, wasn't expecting company."
Logan chuckled as he walked through her room, grinning at her as he sought out the bed.
"Got news for ya, baby," he replied, lowering her to the bed with a soft fall, keeping his weight off her with a push up as he settled between her legs, bending to kiss a path down her neck to the collar of her shirt, "but I ain't paying attention to the decor."
Biting her bottom lip, she curled her hands inside of her sleeves before sliding her hands over his shoulders, watching his head as it slowly moved down over her chest.
"Duly noted." She smirked, hooking one leg around his.
Smiling against her skin, Logan was perfectly content to stop talking as he lifted his head and rose up to scoot down the length of her body, enjoying the way her hands slid over his back and shoulders. There was something so innocent about her, hands tucked in her sleeves, nibbling on her lower lip like some shy little deer scared to peek out from behind a bush...
"Don't get mad," he murmured quietly, skimming her shirt up with one hand to bare her stomach so he could press a kiss to her sternum, "but are you a virgin?"
Thankfully, though, the elevator pinged open pretty quickly. With a groan of relief, Logan tugged her away from the wall and started down the corridor.
"Which room?" he rasped against her mouth.
"Room 562." She answered, licking lips gently.
Leaning back a little, she reached into her shirt to pull out her keycard from her bra. When they got to her door, she twisted just enough to use it so that they could open the door.
When they got inside, it was easy to see that she was very much like a tornado pretty much all the time. Not that she was dirty but there were certainly clothes strewn all over along with her different shoes. Not to mention maybe a couple dirty dishes sitting beside the sink and some open cereal boxes since she hadn't cleaned up yet.
"Sorry, wasn't expecting company."
Logan chuckled as he walked through her room, grinning at her as he sought out the bed.
"Got news for ya, baby," he replied, lowering her to the bed with a soft fall, keeping his weight off her with a push up as he settled between her legs, bending to kiss a path down her neck to the collar of her shirt, "but I ain't paying attention to the decor."
Biting her bottom lip, she curled her hands inside of her sleeves before sliding her hands over his shoulders, watching his head as it slowly moved down over her chest.
"Duly noted." She smirked, hooking one leg around his.
Smiling against her skin, Logan was perfectly content to stop talking as he lifted his head and rose up to scoot down the length of her body, enjoying the way her hands slid over his back and shoulders. There was something so innocent about her, hands tucked in her sleeves, nibbling on her lower lip like some shy little deer scared to peek out from behind a bush...
"Don't get mad," he murmured quietly, skimming her shirt up with one hand to bare her stomach so he could press a kiss to her sternum, "but are you a virgin?"
