Mia pressed her palms to my chest looking up at me. Her lips were swollen from our kiss and her face was flushed. I knew without a doubt in my being that I needed to turn around and leave her room. Lock the door behind me and let her hate me, it was all for the better. Her words, however, “I want you to touch me,” echoed through my head chasing away any reason that tried to stick.
I had already admitted to wanting her. That little fact had slipped out before I could stop it. It was true, I did want her, she was beautiful and fiery and damn it she wanted me. Me, a nobody. She hardly knew me, why did she want me? Wasn’t there a name for this? Girls didn’t just fall in love with their kidnappers, not sane ones anyway.
Mia’s hands ran down my chest, “I want you to touch me again Logan.”
“I don’t think you know what you are asking for? I whispered leaning down to whisper into her ear.
Mia moved her hand underneath my shirt feeling my abs, “I know exactly what I’m asking you for.”
Letting out an aggravated growl I pulled her back to me, my lips crashing back down on hers. Our kiss grew heated, Mia’s hands began tugging on my shirt making it clear she wanted the barrier between us gone. Leaning back I pulled off my shirt looking down at her as it fell. “You need to tell me to go princess.”
She shook her head pulling her own shirt over her head. Her hands reached back out touching my chest as I grabbed her hips pulling her into me. My kisses ran down her neck from one side to the other as I ran my hands up her back to free her of her bra. Running my mouth down her chest I pulled her bra-free letting it fall between us as my mouth took in one of her rosy nipples.
Mia gasped running a hand through my hair, “Logan...” Looking up at her I captured her lips again only this time moving her slowly toward the bed. Her hands moved to my jeans unbuttoning them and tugging the zipper down before she placed her hand inside feeling the hardness waiting to escape.
Looking up at me I thought she might have finally had some sense knocked into her as she took a step back but I watched as she pulled her shorts and panties off and stood in front of me naked. My eyes took her all in as she stood looking up at me with the most innocent eyes I had ever seen. Was Mia really standing here offering herself to me?
Removing the distance between us I walked closer to her pulling her in for another kiss. Her hands tugged my jeans down and as they fell I pushed her gently down onto the bed. I had no real experience with virgins all I knew was I wanted her to want me as much as I wanted her. Kissing her shoulders I made a path down her body giving each breast it’s full attention before I sunk lower.
Mia tried to squeeze her thighs shut but I caught them pulling her down the bed closer to me. As my mouth made contact with her wet core she arched up against me. Her hands ran through my hair as she moaned out my name. The more I kissed and sucked the more her cries filled the room. Teasing her I began to kiss the inside of her thighs and the sides of her pussy. She was so wet, so ready, and it was all for me. Moving my attention back to her core I felt her body arch up against mine as she released her sweet juices into my mouth.
Leaning up I wiped my face with the back of my hand looking down at her. “Last chance to back out princess.”
Mia shook her head looking up at me, “I want you Logan Heart.”
Fuck this girl took every single rational thought from me. Moving my way up her body I hovered over her looking into her eyes. Leaning in to kiss her I slowly sunk down into her waiting. Pushing myself up I looked down at her trying to give her time to adjust before I started to slowly thrust in and out of her. As I began to speed up her nails dug into my flesh leaving marks down my back.
Mia clung to my body as I moved her legs to wrap around my waist. As she cried out I captured her moans with my mouth before moving to head to the crook of her neck. My tongue licked her skin before I began kissing and sucking leaving what was sure to be marks on her, my mark. Mia cried out as I felt her body grip onto mine and I speed up thrusting harder and faster until I found my own release.
Out of breath, I collapsed beside her on the bed reaching out for her. Mia didn’t speak as she rolled closer to me laying her head on my chest. I ran my hand through her now tangled hair, “are you ok?” She nodded still not speaking. I sighed kissing her forehead, “I’m sorry Mia I didn’t mean to hurt you...”
She shook her head, “you didn’t hurt me...that, that was amazing.”
I felt my pride inflate at her words. Mia had given herself completely to me. What was I going to do with her? I couldn’t keep running with her forever. I reminded myself that I was trying to track her family down to give her back to them. That was my end game, to return her safe and sound to her parents. No matter how much it hurt me to let her go.
I lay listening to the sound of Logan’s heartbeat as he peacefully slept. Sleep however was the last thing on my mind. I had wanted Logan and I knew that he had wanted me to but I wondered what this changed. Would it change anything? He had never really treated me as a prisoner. Even now if I wanted to I could run. It woudn’t do me any good but I could escape him if I wanted. That was the problem, I didn’t want to ever escape him.
I had no clue if anyone even knew what had happened. Were the police looking for me? For my parents? What about Brad? Had he wondered what happened to me or was he off enjoying his summer. I didn’t feel guilty at all for sleeping with Logan. Brad had never made me feel the way Logan did. With just one look Logan had made me feel things that Brad never could.
Sighing I ran my hand over Logan’s chest wondering who he really was. How had he ended up where he is today? I knew in my heart he couldn’t be a bad man. No matter how many times he had tried to tell me different. It just wasn’t in him. It couldn’t be.
I was scared of how this would all end. If my dad did give McGreggor what he wanted would Logan just hand me over and walk away without a second thought? My dad would shit bricks if he knew what I was doing right now. There was no way in hell he would let me continue a relationship with him. Even if he didn’t’ know Logan had anything to do with this whole mess the mere fact that Logan was covered in ink was enough of a reason for my dad to dislike him. I also had to think about what would happen if my dad kept being stubborn. Would McGreggor keep looking for me? I had a feeling in my gut that Logan would die to keep me safe and it scared me. I knew I was young but I couldn’t imagine a life without Logan.
I felt him move running his hand down my back before he pulled me closer. Wrapping my arm around him I held him tight. I never knew what kind of mood he would be in and if he tried to push me away in the morning I might just have to punch him in the face. Closing my eyes I listened to the sound of his heart beating, I felt the gentle rise and fall of his chest.
The next morning I awoke alone. The bright sun came into the room almost blinding me. Grabbing some clothes I made my way to the bathroom and started the shower. Looking in the mirror I couldn’t help the grin that appeared on my face when I saw the slight bruising on my neck, Logan had left his mark on me and I dared him to try and deny it today.
Once showered I ran a comb through my hair leaving it down to dry before changing into a pair of shorts and a tank top. Logan usually cooked breakfast in the morning so when I didn’t smell food in the air I frowned walking down the hall. “Logan,” I called out getting no response.
Entering the kitchen I saw him outside on the porch smoking. He looked like a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders and I wondered how he was feeling today. Was the fact that he skipped breakfast this morning a sign of what was to come. Taking a breath I decided to get it out of the way. Opening the door Logan didn’t even turn as I walked up behind him.
It wasn’t until I placed a hand on his shoulder that he finally turned to look at me. “We need to talk Mia.”