Forever Logan by Elena Matthews (animal farm read .txt) 📕

want, and if I haven’t made things clear enough, I want you.”

Her eyes flutter at my words, and I don’t miss the way her chest contracts, as if her heart had missed a beat. She inches in closer, her crossed leg brushing against mine.

“Why is it, when you say things like that, it makes me want to strip off my clothes and let you do whatever you want to me?” she whispers, making goose bumps erupt along every inch of my skin.

Dropping my chopsticks to the counter, I lean in even closer, a smile plastered on my lips. “Because you want me, too.”

Her eyes flicker down to my mouth, a slight curve to her lips. Her eyes continue moving over my face before she grips hold of the side of my face. “Damn you,” she whispers before slamming her lips to mine.

I smile around her kiss, bringing her into my arms as we deepen our connection. She stands from her seat, stepping in between my legs.

My fingers run along the waist of her skirt before dipping inside, tracing her ass. She eagerly flicks her tongue against mine, her own fingers coming to my hair and pulling tight.

“I think now’s a good time to finally see you naked,” I speak against her plump lips.

“Well, take my clothes off,” she dares, pulling back, throwing me a devilish stare.

Eagerly, I go to pull the zipper down on her skirt when the sound of the front door shutting jolts us from our sex-induced haze, and Ally stares at me with wide eyes. We shift away from each other just before her mom and dad walk into the kitchen.

“Oh, hi, Logan,” Dave greets while Ally’s mom looks between us with a suspicious gaze.

Discreetly behind the kitchen island, I reposition my hard-on, making it less obvious.

“Mr.—Dave,” I correct when he throws me a stern stare. “Hi, Lydia.”

Dave looks at the array of takeout cartons on the countertop. “We didn’t mean to interrupt your dinner. Just give us a minute, and we’ll be out of your hair.”

“It’s okay. We’re almost finished,” I bullshit, pretending to be innocent and not the dirtbag who was about to defile their daughter on the kitchen counter.

“Did you have a good night?” Ally asks her parents.

Dave takes out a couple of bottles of water from the fridge while Ally’s mom sets her purse down on the side.

“Oh, it was perfect. We went to our favorite Italian restaurant, and your dad surprised me with this.”

She holds out her arm, and I have to blink hard as the lights hit against the dazzling diamonds of the rose-gold bracelet wrapped around her slender wrist. Ally rounds to her mother and takes a closer look.

“That’s gorgeous.” She flicks a glance at her dad. “Well done on the jewelry front. I didn’t even have to pick it out for you this time.” She winks, and Dave throws his head back with a laugh, wrapping an arm around his wife’s shoulders.

“What can I say? I’m finally getting the hang of this marriage thing after twenty-seven years.”

Ally’s mom elbows him in the stomach. “You had nothing to do with this. I literally threw the Tiffany’s catalog at your head just so you would get the hint.”

“And that’s why I knew it was the right thing to buy you,” he admits, pressing a kiss to her temple. He turns his attention to me and points his bottle of water in my direction. “Word of advice: if you buy them exactly what they want, they will love you forever.”

I take a side-glance at a smiling Ally, chuckling. “Noted.”

“Well, between us, we had a full bottle of red wine, and it seems alcohol doesn’t agree with my old age. So, we’re going to call it a night. Good night, kids.”

“Night, guys,” Ally says.

“G’night,” I call out with a smile.

Once their retreating footsteps ascend on the stairs, Ally wastes no time in grabbing my hand and pulling me from my seat.

“Where were we?” she asks, her devilish eyes glistening with mischief. “Oh yeah, you were going to take my clothes off. Let’s head to the cabin, where we can make all the noise we want.”

Like a lost puppy, I just let her lead the way.

Once in the cabin, she locks the door securely shut and pushes me backward until my ass falls onto the bed. Glancing at her standing before me, I can’t help but admire how sexy she is against the moonlight shining through the windows. Her silhouette shifts from my sight until I blink at the sudden illumination when she flicks the light on.

“Before you get naked, you never gave me an answer earlier,” I say.

“An answer for what?” she asks with a tilt of her head.

“If we’re compatible or not.”

“Well, considering most men only get into my panties once and you’re about to get in them for a second time tonight, I’m going to say, yes, I think we are.”

“So, you’ll let me take you out again?”

She steps closer to me until her legs are straddling one of mine. “What do you think?”

Then, without another second wasted, she whips the sweater over her head, revealing the sexiest pair of tits I’ve ever seen in an adorning lace bra. My hands come to rest along her waist, and I pull her so close until her breasts are a breath away from my mouth.

“Damn, you are something else.”

I pepper a kiss along her cleavage, and her head lolls to the side with an exhaled moan. Pulling back a little, I stroke my hand along her stomach, up toward her tits, but just as I’m about to cup one into my hand, she shifts away from me and stands to her full height. Silently, Ally reaches behind her skirt, and I hear a zipper being pulled down before she shimmies the tight skirt down her thighs and over her boots until she kicks it away to the side with her foot.

My mouth drops to the floor at the sight of her in only