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CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
Pursuing Something More
Logan
Observing the way people are drawn towards Stephanie, I’m proud of the woman she’s become on her own. She’s caring and compassionate, has drive and enthusiasm. She busts her ass for whatever she wants or wants to accomplish and ignores anyone who tells her she can’t or won’t reach her goals. Stephanie’s a woman who wants more from life.
She deserves the fucking world and I plan to give it to her. I may not be good enough… but I’ll be damned if I let her go again.
Rocking back and forth to the beat of the music, one song fades into another as I take Stephanie into my arms. Resting her head against my chest, I felt the curve of her lips against my shirt when I breathed her name.
With our bodies flush against one another, I was so distracted by the parting of her lips that I paid little attention to anything else. Pushing onto her toes, Stephanie pressed her lips against mine. Emitting the littlest moan into my mouth, a groan built in my chest and it was all I could do to keep myself from deepening her kiss and pursuing something more.
Closing my eyes, I held her steady in my hands. “What are you doing to me, Steph?” I breathed, pulling back to cradle her face.
Closing her eyes on a sigh, I could tell I was getting to her by the way her body softened. Leaning into my touch, her cheeks flushed with color as she whispered. “Showing you how much I love you,” she confessed, the vulnerability swirling in her eyes when they looked back at me.
The corner of my mouth crept up as she tucked both her lips into her mouth, clamping down on them before she released them.
God, I wanted her. I wanted her so badly my chest had a gaping hole in it whenever we weren’t together.
Biting my lip against the words I wanted to say, I leaned into her. “Let’s get out of here,” I whispered in her ear.
Stephanie blushed as she covered my hand with hers. “Let’s get out of here,” she agreed, giving me a simple smile.
Leading Stephanie into my room tonight feels different. We’ve had some pretty intense make-out sessions, even fooled around a little, but we’ve yet to go all the way. Locking the door behind us, I turned around to meet her as we moved into each other instead of going our separate ways.
Sliding her hands up my chest and over my shoulders, she cradles my face, angling it towards her.Dropping my forehead to hers, our noses brushed as I dropped my gaze to meet hers.
Ourrelationship’s about to take the next step.
Breathing her in, something between a growl and an exhale escaped my chest. Bending down, I scoop Stephanie into my arms, my lips on hers just in time to catch her giggle of surprise.
Carrying her to the bed, her tongue chases mine. Savoring every little gasp and moan that escapes her makes me feel buzzed. I couldn’t even put it into words what it feels like being with Stephanie like this after all these years. All I know is after tonight, I’ll finally be able to call hermine.
Yet, in a way, I feel like she’s always been mine. Even when we were in high school and neither one of us took a chance on being together, she still belonged to me, in some way.
Lying Stephanie down on the bed, her hair fanned out underneath her. Backing up against the pillows, her eyes were big and soft as she watched, waiting for what I’ll do next.
Tugging on my tie, I released it first, then made way of working every button of my dress shirt open, shrugging it off my shoulders once I had come to the bottom.
Watching me from the mattress, Stephanie pinned her bottom lip between her teeth. Keeping my eyes on her, I undo my belt, slip off my shoes and remove my socks. When I unfastened the top button of my pants, Stephanie sits up and moves to the edge of the bed.
Placing her hands on top of mine, she wets her lips. “Let me,” she pleads.
Letting out a pained breath, I knew I shouldn’t want to see her like this, but the way she’s looking up at me and saying those words is enough to undo me. Struggling with not only the button but also my zipper, Stephanie’s cheeks are flush and her hands are trembling.
Pulling down the pants of my suit, they slip over my hips, my ass, down my thighs, and to the floor.
I’m so fucking hard right now.
I hiss, letting my head fall back.
Stephanie literally gulps as she runs her palm along the length of me. Flexing my hips, the fabric of my boxers is the only thing between us. “Logan,” she whispers, and when I look down at her, I can already tell she’s nervous. I can see it in her eyes.
Nodding in understanding, I leaned down until my mouth captured hers. Backing her up, my hands land on the bed as she moves back into the pillows. “Sweet Girl,” I whispered softly when she settled. “Look at me.”
Her trembling fingers seem to relax as her eyes meet mine. “Let’s just take it slow.”
