Forever Logan by Elena Matthews (best fiction novels .txt) 📗

ounce of ugliness right now. In fact, the only ugly thing I see is her self-esteem—or lack thereof. I move a few inches toward her until my leg touches hers, the warmth searing into my bloodstream with an effortless spark, and I gaze into her crystal-blue eyes.

“Do you know I find you the sexiest when you’re not trying? You could wear an outfit that cost a dollar from the thrift store, and you’d be the most gorgeous woman in the room. As for makeup, it only enhances your beauty; without it, you’re still just as stunning. And as for your eyes being blotchy because you’ve been crying over some asshole, I didn’t notice because the color of your eyes overpowers anything else.”

Her breath hitches, and her chest begins to rise and fall at a faster speed. She stares at me, a look of pure wonderment highlighting her features. “You’re not lying, are you?”

“Baby, I’ve been hypnotized by you since I met you.”

She shifts her body until we’re just an inch apart. She licks her lips, her eyes tracing my face. “You know, I realized something before.”

“Realized what?”

“That I’d been kissing the wrong guy.”

“And who’s the right guy?”

I’m not a stranger to romantic cues. I can sense her lust from deep within her soul, feel the heat circling us, so I know the guy is me…but my heart still picks up, hope lodging at the back of my throat, as I pray that the next name that rolls from her lips is in fact mine.

“Who do you think?” she asks with a coy smile.

“I don’t know,” I say, playing dumb.

“Do I really need to spell it out?”

I lift my thumb to her mouth and gently skim along the softness of her bottom lip. “Yes.”

My eyes travel to her throat, and I watch intently as she swallows deeply. I return my gaze to her face—on her eyes specifically.

“You, Logan,” she slowly tells me. “You.”

“And when did you realize it?”

She lets out an irritable sigh, rolling those pretty blue eyes at me. “Why are you making this harder than it already is?”

The Office pops into my head, and I can’t help it when I blurt out, “That’s what she said.”

I crack up when she smacks me against the arm.

“Don’t Michael Scott me.”

I laugh again, loving how she knew where the reference came from. “An Office fan, huh?”

“Well, yeah, it’s only, like, the best mockumentary ever, but we’re getting off topic here.”

Tapping my fingers along my jaw, I say, “What were we talking about? Oh, yeah…” I return my focus to Ally, smirking. “How you suddenly realized I’m the right guy for you.”

She clenches her jaw, moving it back and forth, annoyance flickering in her gaze, wrinkles appearing along her brow. She shakes her head, pulling away from me. “If you’re going to make fun of me, just forget it.”

I’m quick to backpedal, and I grab her by the waist, stopping her from moving any further. “Hey, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to tease. It’s just…I’ve kind of been waiting a long time to hear you say you like me, and I wanted to savor it. Say what you were going to say. I swear, I’ll stop being a dick. Or at least, I’ll try, but I already told you that guys say dumb things to the prettiest girls.”

She pivots her body to look at me, biting down on her bottom lip. “You never shut up, do you?”

“Unfortunately, no.”

She focuses on my eyes before looking to my lips. Her eyes flicker between both several times, and the heat in the room quadruples in seconds. She finally comes to a stop on my eyes, piercing me under her gaze.

“Kiss me,” she says so breathlessly that it’s as if we’d already been kissing for hours.

I don’t want to be the guy who questions someone’s motives, but considering the last kiss we had was mostly for the benefit of her dickhead boyfriend not even an hour ago, I need to make sure it isn’t about him.

I take a deep breath before speaking, “Just answer me one question. If I kiss you, will it be about me or him?”

She tilts her head until her lips are just a breath away from mine.

My skin tingles when she breathes along my mouth as she whispers, “This time…it’ll be just about you.”

Naturally, I close the space, and much slower than the way she slammed her lips to mine earlier, I press my mouth to hers, tasting the sweet wine she was just drinking. I bring my hands up to her face while I run my tongue along the seam of her lips.

Effortlessly, she opens up for me, her tongue tracing along mine with the gentlest of caresses. Then, I don’t know how it happens or who initiates it first, but the second our tongues meet, scorching heat surrounds us, and the slow kiss quickly turns into the hottest kiss I’ve ever had.

Ally rises to her knees, her hands brushing through my hair while mine travel along the curve of her hips. Our mouths never stop moving. Our breaths are fast as we devour each other, and I pull her tighter against me, needing her closer. Her legs climb over mine until she’s straddling my lap. She gasps when she shifts over my jeans, my cock almost bursting from the zipper with how turned on I am.

“Logan,” she whimpers as she pulls away for a split second before locking her lips back to mine.

Hearing my name leave her lips is like heaven to my ears. My hands trail along her back, and I run my fingers up and down over her shirt. She shivers at the very move, her mouth breaking free as she arches her spine, her tits splaying along my chest. I capture her pouty lip with my teeth, and she sighs a breathless moan that makes my cock throb. She must feel this, as she grinds harder against me, this time making me groan.

Hot damn.

Desperately needing to feel more,