Logan's POV + Pre-Orders!
The pre-orders are here! The pre-orders are here! I thought it was appropriate to say twice, considering there are TWO of them!!! *screams* Yes! Right now I'm just able to do the pre-relese on Amazon but I'm working on the others. Just click on the covers!
Here it is! ~Finally~ Logan Oliver speaks! This is my BIG thank you for my utopYA win, which by the way I'm still over the moon about! My gorgeous award sits proud on my mantel and I can't stop staring at how pretty it is! (Thank you Janet Wallace for an amazing time!) I promised a steamy read, and I think I've pushed blogger to the limit. Logan had so much more to add, but I had to slap his wrist a few times and tell him to pull back. Hope you enjoy~!
(Logan's point of view)
Skyla walks into the bowling alley just as I flip off the over head lights. The interior signage is still on, giving the place a decent glow. I’ve made a habit of leaving it on at night. Just another boneheaded move on my part as I continue to spike that electric bill I’m barely able to pay. Gage and I were just closing up shop.“Hey beautiful.” Gage walks over to her and leans in for a kiss but she shoves her hand in his chest and pushes him away.“I’m not here to see you.” She gives an impish grin in my direction, never taking those sweet baby blues off me.“Hot damn,” I whisper. She’s got on a pair of sky-high heels and her cheer uniform from West. Her hair is wild as if the wind just blew through it and she’s got a look in her eye that if I didn’t know better said she wanted to—“Come here.” She pulls me in hard by the back of the neck and our lips collide in a fit of passion. It’s been so long since I’ve felt her against me like this. So f*cking long since we’ve kissed. Her tongue lashes around my mouth hungry and viral. This is electric. You can see the sparks shooting off around us—the air clogging up with static.“What the hell?” Gage pushes me away from her.“Don’t you touch him.” Skyla pulls me back in by the arm, growling at my dark-haired nephew like he just pulled a knife on the two of us.“You want this?” His eyes light up with rage.“Yes, I want this.” She wraps her arms around my waist and her lips expand into a warm smile all for me. Her eyes lock with mine and I can’t breathe, can’t move. Skyla has me so completely. “I’ve always wanted this—only this—only you Logan Oliver. You’re all I’ve ever dreamed of.” She sinks back into me with a kiss and I can hear angry footsteps stomping their way toward the exit. “Finally.” She twirls her finger through the back of my hair and it feels intense, like the most erotic event in the world. “You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted to have my way with you right here in this bowling alley.” She leans in and runs her tongue from my lips to my ear driving me f*cking out of my mind. “I’m going to let you have me”—she whispers, pressing her lips directly into my ear and a shiver runs up my spine—“against the wall”—she presses in a kiss just below my ear—“the floor”—she sinks her lips lower and takes a playful bite out of my neck—“the door.” Her fingers unbutton my jeans and work down my zipper, quick as a magician. “But first, I want it right here, right now.”Skyla jumps up on my hips and dives over me with her searing lips while we lose ourselves in a kiss that has the ability to blow Paragon right off the damn map if it wanted. I hold her steady, under the knees, as I press her against the counter. My hand glides over her creamy thigh and rides higher until I can feel her cheer skirt flirting with my skin. My fingers round out her soft curves, and I groan right into the kiss. “Damn, Skyla. You’re not wearing any underwear,” I whisper with our teeth bumping over one another softly.She pulls back and takes me in with a fire in her eyes. “I don’t ever want to wear anything around you.”She comes in for another kiss and her forehead knocks against mine so I hard I jolt.I sit up and take a breath as the landscape of my room fills in around me. I give a hard blink, and my bedroom comes in clear, confirming the fact it was just a dream. “Crap.” I fall back on the pillow and kick the sheets down to cool off.It felt real. It felt like more than a dream.Skyla mentioned she had new gifts, and I’m hoping physically assaulting me in my sleep is one of them.I give a dull laugh.Don’t I wish.
Here it is! ~Finally~ Logan Oliver speaks! This is my BIG thank you for my utopYA win, which by the way I'm still over the moon about! My gorgeous award sits proud on my mantel and I can't stop staring at how pretty it is! (Thank you Janet Wallace for an amazing time!) I promised a steamy read, and I think I've pushed blogger to the limit. Logan had so much more to add, but I had to slap his wrist a few times and tell him to pull back. Hope you enjoy~!
(Logan's point of view)
Skyla walks into the bowling alley just as I flip off the over head lights. The interior signage is still on, giving the place a decent glow. I’ve made a habit of leaving it on at night. Just another boneheaded move on my part as I continue to spike that electric bill I’m barely able to pay. Gage and I were just closing up shop.“Hey beautiful.” Gage walks over to her and leans in for a kiss but she shoves her hand in his chest and pushes him away.“I’m not here to see you.” She gives an impish grin in my direction, never taking those sweet baby blues off me.“Hot damn,” I whisper. She’s got on a pair of sky-high heels and her cheer uniform from West. Her hair is wild as if the wind just blew through it and she’s got a look in her eye that if I didn’t know better said she wanted to—“Come here.” She pulls me in hard by the back of the neck and our lips collide in a fit of passion. It’s been so long since I’ve felt her against me like this. So f*cking long since we’ve kissed. Her tongue lashes around my mouth hungry and viral. This is electric. You can see the sparks shooting off around us—the air clogging up with static.“What the hell?” Gage pushes me away from her.“Don’t you touch him.” Skyla pulls me back in by the arm, growling at my dark-haired nephew like he just pulled a knife on the two of us.“You want this?” His eyes light up with rage.“Yes, I want this.” She wraps her arms around my waist and her lips expand into a warm smile all for me. Her eyes lock with mine and I can’t breathe, can’t move. Skyla has me so completely. “I’ve always wanted this—only this—only you Logan Oliver. You’re all I’ve ever dreamed of.” She sinks back into me with a kiss and I can hear angry footsteps stomping their way toward the exit. “Finally.” She twirls her finger through the back of my hair and it feels intense, like the most erotic event in the world. “You don’t know how bad I’ve wanted to have my way with you right here in this bowling alley.” She leans in and runs her tongue from my lips to my ear driving me f*cking out of my mind. “I’m going to let you have me”—she whispers, pressing her lips directly into my ear and a shiver runs up my spine—“against the wall”—she presses in a kiss just below my ear—“the floor”—she sinks her lips lower and takes a playful bite out of my neck—“the door.” Her fingers unbutton my jeans and work down my zipper, quick as a magician. “But first, I want it right here, right now.”Skyla jumps up on my hips and dives over me with her searing lips while we lose ourselves in a kiss that has the ability to blow Paragon right off the damn map if it wanted. I hold her steady, under the knees, as I press her against the counter. My hand glides over her creamy thigh and rides higher until I can feel her cheer skirt flirting with my skin. My fingers round out her soft curves, and I groan right into the kiss. “Damn, Skyla. You’re not wearing any underwear,” I whisper with our teeth bumping over one another softly.She pulls back and takes me in with a fire in her eyes. “I don’t ever want to wear anything around you.”She comes in for another kiss and her forehead knocks against mine so I hard I jolt.I sit up and take a breath as the landscape of my room fills in around me. I give a hard blink, and my bedroom comes in clear, confirming the fact it was just a dream. “Crap.” I fall back on the pillow and kick the sheets down to cool off.It felt real. It felt like more than a dream.Skyla mentioned she had new gifts, and I’m hoping physically assaulting me in my sleep is one of them.I give a dull laugh.Don’t I wish.
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