“Well, an hour ago it was about her dress malfunctioning and a boob popping out if she danced too much.” Kim wasn’t very sympathetic to that kind of nonsense. “Then once we assured her there was no way she’d fall out of her dress, she realized that the restaurant serves really rich food and she’s afraid of being gassy later tonight.”
I laughed as Kim made a disgusted face. “Seriously? That girl is gonna make herself sick worrying about getting sick.”
“She’ll get over it and think of something else to worry about before they get here.”
“What time will the limo be here?” I grabbed my phone off the bed and glanced at the time. It was five twenty.
“They said they’d be here at five thirty but Austin just texted that they’re running late.” She leaned closer so no one would hear her. “Bryant is having second thoughts.”
“What?” I pulled her deeper into the walk-in closet we were standing in so the other girls wouldn’t hear. “What does that mean? He’s coming, right?”
“Now he is.” She tucked a hanger string under my armpit. “I guess he felt weird about going with Allie as a friend. But they’ve talked him off the ledge and he’s getting ready now. They shouldn’t be too late.”
“So, does that mean Austin knows?”
“Yeah, I think they all do.” She bounced one of the loose curls that rested on my shoulder. “But they’re cool. They won’t say anything.”
“I hope not.” It would break my heart if something happened to Adam or Bryant. They were both so sweet. Neither of them should have to hide but going public wouldn’t have been easy in a school like Anderson. Last names were important in most social circles and Adam’s dad wouldn’t put up with any scandal that could tarnish the Fischer name. Getting a divorce was bad enough but having people know his son was gay would have destroyed the right-wing bubble he lived in.
By the time the four of us were fully dressed and done with pictures, the doorbell rang. Mr. Curtner opened the door and let the five guys in.
Logan walked to me and just stared. His eyes were hungry as he pulled my face to his. “You look absolutely amazing.”
“Thank you.” In four inch heels, I was much closer to his face than usual. It was nice. I didn’t have to lean as far up to kiss him. “You look very handsome yourself.”
Logan captured my lips with his and wouldn’t have let go if Mr. Curtner didn’t clear his throat.
“I think we need a few more pictures before we let you leave,” he said.
Logan raised my left hand to his mouth and kissed my ring. “I don’t know if I can wait until tonight to get you alone.”
Just hearing his low voice say something so suggestive made my stomach flutter. I wanted him in every way and planned to give myself to him later that night. We just had to get through dinner and a few dances before we could sneak up to our room.
“You’re gonna have to wait a little bit longer,” I said quietly, stepping in front of him. I could feel his body tense as I backed into him and wiggled a little.
He growled in my ear, exciting every part of me. “Don’t tease me, love.”
I laughed. “Or what?”
“Or I’ll tease you later.” He nibbled on my ear. “And you’ll be begging me to stop.”
My breath hitched as the first flash went off. We posed on the stairs and in front of the fireplace and in couples and as a group. I thought I was gonna go blind by the time Mrs. Curtner finally let us walk out the door and down the driveway.
A ginormous Hummer limousine waited to take us to dinner. It seated twenty so the nine of us fit comfortably. There was a bar down the left side and a bench along the right side with sweetheart seating. Allie, Bryant and Adam sat across the back, facing the front of the car. I snapped a picture of the three of them. I cropped it so one copy was of Allie and Bryant and another was of Bryant and Adam. Someday they would appreciate it.
We were dropped off in front of one of the few Michelin starred restaurants in Los Gatos. Dio Deka is a Greek and Mediterranean restaurant that I’d heard about but never imagined going to.
The dimly lit room buzzed with quiet conversation. Once we were shown to a table, Logan pulled out my chair and took the black velvet shawl that was draped over my shoulders. He sat down in the chair to my left as everyone else settled in their seats. Adam sat at one end of the table and Randy sat at the other.
The food was delicious but I spent most of the meal thinking about how the rest of the night would go. I was both anxious and terrified to get to the hotel room. I was ready to give myself completely to Logan but a part of me worried that he would lose interest afterwards.
We finished dinner and headed back to the waiting car. The dance was being held in the San Jose Fairmont Hotel. We blasted the music in the limo for the twenty minute drive to get into the dancing mood. It worked. Between scream singing Katy Perry and Macklemore, I was pretty sure the poor driver couldn’t get rid of us fast enough. And Allie, the only one of us girls that actually had a nice singing voice, was finally starting to let loose. There was too much giggling at the far end of the car for it to be purely dance related. They had a flask of something that they weren’t sharing with us. But that was fine with me. I wanted to be fully alert for the rest of my night with Logan.
By the time we were ushered out of the car and into the hotel lobby, we were all ready to party. We found the ballroom on the second floor and got in line to take pictures at the door. We all took pictures as couples first, then sets with just the girls and just the guys.
As we entered the main room, the music was just changing to a slow song. Logan placed his hand on the center of my back and nudged me straight to the dance floor.
Working our way through the crowd so we were in the middle, Logan pulled me to his chest and held me as we swayed to the soft beat. Resting my head on his shoulder, I nuzzled into his neck and kissed him softly.
He leaned down and kissed my temple. “I’m so glad you’re here with me tonight.”
I smiled. “You just want to get me into that hotel room.”
“Yeah, well, that too.” His lips brushed mine and lingered there for a moment. “But, we don’t have to do anything.”
I gave him a smirk. “Right. So we’ll just watch movies and order room service?”
He stopped our movement and placed both palms on my face, forcing me to look him in the eye. “Yes, we can.”
I waited for the smartass remark but it never came.
“I mean it, Liz. I’ll wait as long as you need. We don’t have to do anything tonight. I just want to hold you in my arms and wake up to your beautiful face.”
“I’m ready.”
His eyes darkened as he looked at my lips. “You’re killing me, babe.” His hot mouth hit mine and my insides tingled. Hearing him call me babe always gave me goose bumps...on the inside and outside. I was ready to drag him up to the room right then.
“Now?”
Logan laughed. “Soon. You hang out here and I’ll go get our room key.” When a fast song came on, Logan walked me toward the table Adam was seated at. “Why don’t you dance with Adam?”
I looked at him in shock. “Really? You don’t mind?”
He smiled. “I don’t mind. Just don’t let Bryant see you two.”
I pulled his arm until he was looking at me. “You know you can’t tell anyone, right? They’ll tell people when they’re ready.”
“Relax, love. It’s his story to tell.” He kissed the tip of my nose. “I’m just glad to know he’s not after you.”
“There’s no competition.” I pinched his ass as we reached the table. “You run along while Adam keeps me company.”
His hand fell to my ass and he gripped my cheek briefly. “I warned you not to tease, love.” He leaned forward and nipped my lower lip before pulling away and walking out of the room.
I just stood there, watching him work that tailored tux like he was on a Paris runway.
Adam whistled, bringing me b
ack to the moment.
“He does look good, doesn’t he?” I sat next to Adam and looked out at the dance floor. “Is everyone out there?”
“Yup.” He gestured to the placeholders left at each seat. “I’m watching jackets. Ya know, so no one had to make the trek to the coat check at the back of the room.”
“Oh, stop feeling sorry for yourself. You’re here and your friend is here so let’s dance.” I pulled him by the arm and we fought through the crowd til we found Allie and Bryant. They were dancing in a large group so I positioned us so Adam was right in front of Bryant and Allie was basically dancing with me.
We were three songs in when I decided I needed some water. Sweating and worried that Logan might be looking for me, I walked toward the drink table and grabbed a cup. I was just about to head out to the foyer when Becky stepped in front of me.
“So he actually brought you.” I looked up just as she took a sip from her cup. Based on her crazy eyes and slightly slurred speech, I was sure she had something very different in her cup than I did in mine.
“Uh, hi.” I took a step back to put some space between us. “You look good, Becky.”
“Of course I do.” She adjusted her boobs so her cleavage was front and center.
I couldn’t help glancing down quickly. She laughed and took another step toward me. “Yeah, that’s right. This is what he likes.” She cocked her head to inspect my chest. “Logan is a boob man so don’t get too comfortable with him. Unless you grow like three sizes, and I mean in your bra not your ass, you won’t be around long.”
I felt my fist clench and unclench then a warm hand wrapped around it. “There you are.” Logan pulled me into his arms. “I was looking for you, love.”
Becky snorted. It wasn’t pretty and I loved it. “Seriously, Lo. You can do so much better than this.” She ran her fingernail up his chest. “I might even throw you a bone if you ask nicely.”
Logan grabbed her wrist and held it away from us like it was on fire. “I think you need to walk away, Bec.”
My hand trailed up Logan’s chest and came to a stop inside his jacket. I pressed tightly into his side. “She was just telling me how much you like boobs.” I laughed.
“I like yours.” He kissed me, pressing his tongue against mine and rolling it before pulling back. I didn’t even hear Becky leave but when I finally opened my eyes and took a breath, she was gone. “I’m sorry about her. She’s a bitchy drunk.”
“It’s true though.” I felt my old insecurities creep back in as I looked down. “I’m nothing like her.”
He tipped my chin up so I was looking at him. “That part is true. You’re nothing like her...and that’s why I love you. You’re perfectly you.”
“Do you want to dance or head upstairs?” I asked.
“Let’s find your friends and hang out for a few more minutes.” He kissed my forehead. “Then I’m taking you to our room.”
We walked into a beautiful room that had many amenities like a flat screen TV, designer toiletries and a beautiful city view but my eyes zeroed in on the king size bed in the middle of the room.
Logan walked me to the side of the bed and took off his jacket. He looked sexy in the slim tux but I was anxious to see how sexy he looked out of it. He’d felt my body but hadn’t actually seen it and I couldn’t even say that much about him. I had only explored Logan’s body over his pants so this was going to be a night of many firsts. Firsts I was eager to get past so we could get to the seconds.
Standing awkwardly beside the bed, I watched as Logan hung up his coat then undid the buttons of his shirt. He pulled off his dress shirt and tie and hung them up too. In only his undershirt and pants, he walked back to me.
“I usually sleep in my boxers but if you’d feel more comfortable with me wearing sweats, I brought a pair.” He motioned to the small suitcase he packed with clothes for us to wear home the next day. “I don’t want you to feel pressured into doing anything. I just want to hold you.” He placed his hand around the nape of my neck and pulled me in for a gentle kiss.
“No sweats.” My voice was shaky but I smiled to reassure him.
He nodded and stepped back, releasing his belt and lowering his zipper. I watched his hands as they moved, not wanting to miss a moment of his almost chaste strip show. Once his pants were off, he shook them out and draped them over the back of a chair.
“Your pjs are in the bag,” he said.
“Can you get my zipper?” I held my hair up and turned my back to him. With every inch of skin that was revealed, his fingers blazed a trail of fire down my spine.
I looked toward the bag and briefly considered going for my nightgown. But after feeling Logan’s touch, I didn’t want any barriers between us. I took a step toward the bed then let my gown fall to the floor.
Logan sucked a long breath through his teeth as I pulled back the covers and climbed onto the bed wearing only a small red thong. With my back still to him, I heard more fabric fall before he came to me.
As I settled on my back in the middle of the bed, Logan was on me, covering my mouth with kisses that sent flames from the center of my body out to every nerve ending. The desire I felt in my belly was pooling in my core and I couldn’t stop my hands from exploring every inch of his skin. His completely bare skin. My palms cupped the firm muscles of his chest then traced those lines to his back where my finger nails scratched into him. He pressed closer to me as he growled.
“Babe, you don’t know what you’re doing to me.”
“I do.” I could barely form words. The sounds coming from me were more like soft whimpers. “Me too.”
“Are you sure?” He pulled up on his outstretched arms to look at me.
“I’m sure. I want you, Logan.”
The sexy grin that took over his face was enough to have me rubbing against his thigh for relief. He lifted up on his knees so he was staring down at me, finally getting a look at my bare body. I used the opportunity to get a good look at him too.
He was even more impressive than I imagined through his clothes. Logan was all muscle, from his broad chest and washboard abs to his sinewy thighs that moved like a fine machine when he lowered back onto me. “You are so beautiful, love.”
“Thank you.”
“I want you so bad.” He pressed his hips against me to prove it. “But we have to go slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”
I nodded. “Anything you say.” He knew what he was doing and I was completely at his mercy.
Logan’s lips met mine. He placed soft kisses on my mouth then slowly began his descent along my neck. When he reached my sternum, he held there and took a deep breath, giving me a moment to catch my breath before he continued his journey. When his lips brushed across my right breast, I mewled and arched into him, begging him with my body language for more. He licked the tip and blew softly, causing the peak to harden and my breath to hitch.
His soft laugh caused me to open my eyes and look down at him. “You okay?”
“No.” I covered my breasts with both hands. “Stop teasing me,” I whined.
He pulled my hands up and held them against the pillow by my head. “No more hiding. You never have to hide with me. I see you and I love you.”
I nodded. What do you say to something like that?
He leaned down and lightly nipped my left breast. “Besides, I warned you to behave.”
I groaned and reached between his legs. He froze as I touched him for the first time. “Well, then I get to play too.” I tentatively wrapped my fingers around his erection, afraid to hurt him but fascinated that he could be so hard and so silky smooth at the same time. It wasn’t at all what I expected.
His breath hitched as I slowly stroked up and down his length. “Liz.” His cry sounded pained so I released him.
“I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” I could feel my face burn with embarrassment for doing it wrong.
Logan’s head fell to the pillow beside mine. “Not at all. It was perfect. Too perfect.”
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br /> “Oh.” That I could work with. “So, I can do it again?”
He laughed. “Anytime you want.” He turned his head so he was looking at me. “And I mean that, any time, day or night.”
I smacked his shoulder. “Okay, smartass. Don’t leave me hanging.”
“Never.”
He nipped at my neck and sucked hard. I knew he’d leave a mark but I didn’t mind. I actually wanted a physical reminder of our first night together. Logan pulled away from my neck and dragged his tongue down the center of my body, not stopping at my breasts but going straight to the edge of my panties.
My stomach quivered as his trail of moisture cooled on my skin. Sliding his index fingers under the thin fabric at each of my hips, he pulled it down and replaced it with his mouth. He covered me with kisses while yanking my panties completely off.
When I felt his tongue brush against my core, I bucked against the mattress, not sure if I was trying to get closer or further. It was a hundred times more intense than when he used his hand and his soft mouth with my hot wetness was amazing.
Logan did things to me I couldn’t describe or imagine but I was writhing against him within moments. It didn’t take long for me to feel that pressure building in my belly. Knowing it was coming did not prepare me for the waves of sensation that washed over me. I was trying to get closer while trying to pull away. I wanted more but couldn’t handle it.
As my body stilled, Logan was back up beside me, holding me and kissing my face. “You’re so hot when you fully give in to me.”
I smiled. I knew he was talking about more than sex. And speaking of...
“Is that so?” I nipped at his lower lip and sucked it in. “Well, I happen to think you’re pretty hot yourself. And whatever you were doing was...wow. That was amazing.”
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He rolled over I was lying half on him and half on the mattress. “We can do it again if you want. Or, we can just go to sleep.”
I gave him my best ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ look. “Not a chance, buddy. I want to see that look on your face too.”
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