He scrolled through and showed me various pictures. I was surprised at all the different photos he took without us realizing. There was even one with me in the hall and Zane staring at me from afar with a look of longing. Kade noticed me pause as I stared at the picture instead of telling him to go to the next one.
"You think he's going to stick by their side?" I pondered quietly. I knew just earlier I had been telling Kage to let go, but again that little section in my heart was trying to hold onto the thought of Zane being a part of our group. I guess it was hard because we entered and survived the first hurdle of this school as a team and instead of us being together now, he was the missing link.
"Zane is like our biological dad. Stubborn and has to fall a couple of times before he finally gets up,” he revealed. "I took more after my mom and Braxton's just Braxton."
I grinned at the Braxton comment but his explanation made me curious. "Biological dad? Do you have a stepdad now?"
"Yes. Our current dad is our stepdad. Our real dad and my mom got a divorce. Things just didn't go well when we were younger and our dad was really strict. I hid Koa for three years before they found out. I don't know how I kept him secret for so long, especially at such a young age, but I was scared he'd make Koa disappear. He was abusive and I guess my mom just got tired of it. I felt she was more scared he'd begin taking his frustration out on us physically, which he eventually did. When she found out he was hitting us from Braxton, she snapped and just like that, he was gone. He's dead now though." Kage shrugged at the last comment. I could tell that darker side had emerged from his lowered voice and darkened eyes.
I leaned in to give me him a quick kiss and when I leaned back, he blinked; his hardened expression softened as he smiled. "Thank you for telling me. You didn't have to,” I whispered.
"I wanted to."
We spent a few more minutes looking at photos before we decided to leave and find the others. I was going home with Logan while the others stayed back to see if they could find any activity regarding the cult club we were looking into.
Kage opened the door to see Zane right there, his expression one of irritation. I was going to say something but Kage squeezed my hand, moving me behind him.
"What's up, bro?" Kage asked with a stern voice that was nothing close to his usual soft-spoken nature.
Zane noticed his brother’s change, looking apprehensive as he stood there. It took him a few seconds before he replied. "What were you doing?"
"I don't know. What do you think people do in these closet rooms? Look at pictures on their phone?" Kage replied and I had to hide my smile at his comment.
"No," Zane replied.
"Well, you can go back and chill with your friends and use your imagination. Now move," Kage ordered and it sent shivers down my spine. I had to sneak a side peek at Kage who looked a little frightening as he glared at Zane, who frowned.
Zane stepped aside and his eyes landed on me, a glint of regret showed in his green eyes and he must have still been thinking about what happened at the exam. He'd yet to sincerely apologize for it and I wondered if he would do so now.
"Jewel...uh-" Zane began but Kage cut him off.
"Jewel, you're going home with Logan right? Let's dance for a bit before you leave," Kage suggested and I lost my focus on Zane to look at Kage in surprise.
"You dance?" I asked.
"You think I don't?" he countered.
"Uh...well, not to be all judgemental or anything but you don't look like the dancing type," I admitted. Braxton was a hell of a good dancer which I found out when a salsa track came on and Logan was good in various dances. Maximus was perfect for slow dancing but I hadn't seen Kage dance at all tonight. He gave me a wicked grin before he leaned in and kissed me right there.
I blinked in surprise, unsure if anyone from the last party was watching. He pulled back and winked. "I'll show you. Let's go." He spoke with such confidence, it was a big turn on, making me regret not doing more in that little closet space. Damn pictures distracted me.
He turned back to Zane's shocked expression who glanced between the two of us before his gaze dropped to our joined hands. "See ya, bro. Have fun with your crew," Kage said with no emotion. He began to leave and I followed, our hands still joined as we went back to the party and headed downstairs to the dance floor.
When we reached the bottom floor, Nixon was leaning against the wall opposite from the stairs, a beer in his hand. He looked at us with a small grin. "Off to dance?"
"Yup. Wanna join?" Kage asked.
Nixon shook his head. "Not my talent. Plus I gotta keep an eye on Braxton, Maximus, and Logan. They're still playing cards."
"With shots involved?" I asked.
"Yup. I can guarantee Maximus is going to be a goner. So I'll just make sure Logan doesn't drink too much." He winked at me and I blushed.
"Thanks," I mumbled; Nixon and Kage laughed.
"Let's go dance, Precious," Kage whispered to me and I gave him a wide grin.
"Okay."
I glanced up the stairs, noticing Zane at the top; his eyes locked on mine. Just in that second, I could see the debate going through his head as his expression flickered from sadness to one of regret. Was he really okay with losing all of this? Losing his friends and part of his family, all because he wanted to be accepted?
Kage tugged on my hand, urging me forward and I glanced away, hoping the sadness that I knew leaked through my expression was enough to make Zane realize a part of me didn't want to lose him.
All I could do was hope that would be enough to make him think about this before the bonds between his friends and family were unrepairable.
"Letting you join the shot game was an error in judgment on my part," Logan announced, watching me giggle and twirl in our suite that he'd booked near the party.
I stopped twirling to give him a wide grin as I wiggled my finger. "No, no, no, Prince Logan. You're just upset I won and destroyed all of you in that toilet game."
"Flush, Jewel."
"The toilet game that you all suck at." I pointed out before giggling.
He sighed but smiled. "You want to go to sleep before you fall over?"
"Fall asleep? Honey sweet royalty, we are not sleeping tonight," I purred, walking over to him and sliding my arms around his neck.
He watched me carefully, looking amused as his hands slid to rest on my hips. "We aren't?"
I grinned, leaning into him before capturing his lips. My body felt like it was on fire, and I knew it wasn't just from the alcohol working its magic on me.
Logan didn't know what his kisses did to me, the feeling of the warmth from his body and how much I loved the way he pressed his groin against me and the pleasure that shot through me at his arousal, obvious from the bulge in his pants.
The hot searing kisses were making my head spin and my heart beat fast inside my chest. Logan wrapped his arms around my waist, ensuring I'd stay upright as we continued our heated kiss.
I slowly licked my lower lip which made Logan's gold eyes darken before he leaned in and tugged at it with his teeth. I moaned, giving Logan the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. There we went again, kissing, sucking, and our tongues dancing, but my body yearned for more, far more than French kisses.
I broke the kiss impatiently, my hands already beginning to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time, my eyes never leaving his intense gaze.
Once my fingers failed to locate any more buttons, I slid my hands upward to slowly brush against his abs, moving up to his pecs. He groaned quietly, unable to keep his eyes open.
I slid the shirt off his shoulders and it fell from his arms into a heap on the floor, leaving my Logan open for what I wanted to do.
My body tingled, and even the slight space between our bodies was too much. I hungrily took in every line and detail of his bare chest, needing to be pressed against him. I could no longer resist the urge, moving into his embrace. He pulled me close and I began to kiss his neck slowly.
Logan's moan was loud and I slid my left leg between his and my hips involuntarily moved against him while I continued to kiss him, leaving little marks along his skin like I was claiming him.
He groaned when my leg brushed against his manhood, and I knew my teasing would make him hard and sensitive. His breaths were uneven and I felt amazing, trying to listen to what my body wanted instead of thinking of the reality that this would be my first time going to second base with Logan.
If I spent too long thinking about it, I felt I'd screw up and I didn't want this becoming one of the first sexual experience horror stories. I was pulled from my thoughts as Logan's hand went under my chin, tilting my head up before his lips crashed into mine.
I felt his eagerness as he kissed me harshly, his hands already tugging at my clothes, starting with pulling off my jean jacket then lowering to unbutton my jean shorts. With a slight push, they fell past my hips and dropped to the maroon carpet floor. I waited for him to unzip my body suit which slid down my body and was removed with his assistance.
I was about to kick my clothes out of the way but then Logan grinned, his eyes wild and breathing ragged as he hooked his hands under my ass and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms went around his neck while we kissed with desperate need.
He moved us slowly towards the king-sized bed, lowering me to the soft purple sheets. He hovered over me, eyes scanning my body clothed only in a black lingerie set, my strapless bra surprisingly holding my breasts in place. I bit my lip when he lowered his gaze to my pussy and I shyly pressed my thighs together, thankful for the black material that hid how wet I was. For now.
"You don't realize how beautiful you are." He rose and unbuttoned his black jeans. "Take your bra off for me, my precious."
I did exactly as he asked, glad to get rid of the wired piece of fabric anyways. My eyes watched him attentively as he lowered his jeans and boxers, revealing his hard length. I stared at his cock; my pussy ached in return and the thought of his cock sliding into me for the first time both excited me and scared me.
I hadn’t thought about us going to third base, and was now only minutes away from experiencing my first time with Logan who I deeply always wanted him to be the one to take my virginity.
Maybe some people would make fun of me for waiting this long and not just making the first move, but as he stood there naked, it was exactly what I wanted. To experience this moment of not just heated passion, but the slow anticipation of being one with one another and enjoying how sacred this experience would be.
I didn't know if it would be as big of a deal to Logan, unsure if he'd ever had sex with anyone, but I hoped I'd be able to meet his expectations.
He climbed onto the bed, hovering over me once more while his hand brushed my cheek.
"Are you scared?" he whispered. I stared into his eyes, knowing my troubles and deep thoughts must be making an appearance in my expression.
"Is it weird that a part of me is confident in myself, excited that I get to share this moment with you, but the other half of me is frightened to the core? What if I make a mistake? Or I'm not good enough...or-"
His lips pressed softly onto mine and my tense shoulders relaxed as his thumb slowly rubbed my cheek. When he released me, he whispered, "It's my first time too."
My eyes widened and I took in his wide smile as his eyes twinkled with joy.
"But...really?" I was astonished by his words. Logan was known by everyone and while we were close and many thought we were boyfriend and girlfriend long before we started dating, but he didn't need to commit to me. He could have had a one-night-fling with any of the girls who literally threw themselves at him, begging to spend a night with Logan Cross.
Yet here I was with the man in question, enjoying his nakedness and sweet kisses, to find out he had waited.
For all these years, he waited for me. Just as I had for him and the thought brought so much joy that I never expected to experience.
"I met you when you could barely crawl, Jewel. I watched you grow, enjoying your hyper personality and your selflessness. I watched you experience happy times and heartbreaking loss. As you got older, I realized you were my first crush. You were the first girl to cheer me on as I learned how to conduct magic and the first to see me cry when I failed. You supported me in everything. For every major achievement of mine, you were right there." He leaned in and kissed me before he pulling away. He lifted his hand to slowly trace my lower lip with his thumb.
"I shared my first kiss with you and now I want to be your first. I know it's scary and to be honest, I'm scared too, but that's why we love each other right? Doesn't matter if we screw up. Let's laugh it off and enjoy every single moment, just as we always have."
I grinned, blinking back tears as I reached up and wrapped my arms around him. His right arm came around me, holding me tight as his hand held him up.
I could hear how fast his heart was beating, which made me happy because my heart was also pounding rapidly in my chest which made me realize we were both nervous about this moment.
He kissed my flesh and whispered, "I love you, Jewel Starfire. I have for a long time, and though this may hurt for a moment and you can beat the shit out of me for it tomorrow morning, but I'll make sure to make this memorable in a good way."
I smiled. "What if I can't walk?"
"I'll carry you."
"What if our parents question why I can't walk?"
"I'll say you fell down the stairs cause you were half asleep."
I laughed. "None of them would believe that."
"True, but it would be the best excuse so I could take you back upstairs to your room and make love to you once again,” he whispered.
I lowered back to the bed with a wide grin on my face, lifting my hand to brush against his cheek.
"Then fuck me, Logan Cross and make sure you keep your promise to carry me after," I purred.
"You have my word, Jewel and I'll carry you like the queen you are,” he replied, his hands sliding down my curves, landing on the straps of my underwear.
"Queen, huh?" I teased.
He grinned, his hooded gaze made me throb with growing pleasure. "The Queen of my heart." He pulled my panties down to my ankles and took them off and dropped them to the floor.
I expected him to come back to give me a kiss but he did the opposite, lowering his lips to my ankles. He began moving upward, each kiss sending tingles and shivers through me as I grew hotter, moaning quietly.
He reached my upper thighs and his darkened eyes met mine, filled with a level of need I'd never seen before. He slowly spread my legs, kissing both of my inner thighs before his eyes lingered on my wet pussy.
As shy as I was, I adored the way he looked at my entrance, like it held such gravity and pulled him in, forcing him to lose all reason as he leaned in and lightly licked my folds. I shivered and a soft moan escaped my lips and I lifted my hips, hoping he'd continue.
He did and oh boy, I didn't know a man could devour my pussy like that, putting all the porn I'd watched to shame as I moaned and gripped the sheets with my clenched fists. His tongue slid in and out and when he pulled out to tease my bud I had to bit my lip, trying to hold off my orgasm.
I didn't think I'd come simply from the movement of his mouth, yet he sensed how close I was, and didn't let up as his mouth latched onto my throbbing pussy. He slid his tongue as deep as it could go, making me cry out in ecstasy as I climaxed.
To my surprise, he licked up every bit of my release. My whimpering grew louder and my body trembled. When he finally pulled back, I was left breathless yet I was thrilled to think of what was to come. If I experienced such pleasure with just his mouth, imagine what his cock could do.
My eyes lowered to his cock that was erect and I debated if it would even fit inside me. Logan crawled forward and when his body hovered over mine with his tip at my entrance, I tensed up.
His right hand brushed my left cheek, pulling me from my moment of anx
iety as his eyes met mine. "I'll be gentle and slow until you tell me to go faster. If it hurts too much, just tell me to pull out and we can take a minute."
His hushed tone calmed my nerves and I slowly nodded, my eyes closing as I leaned forward to kiss him. His gentleness even in this heated situation was really helping, and I decided I had to let him take control, trusting he wouldn't hurt me intentionally. It would get easier; he just needed to be the first to help me through so I could enjoy the pleasures of sex.
I relaxed into the sheets and Logan reached out to grab a pillow to support my head. I smirked at his thoughtfulness. He smiled back before his cock teased my pussy that already ached for him.
"Tell me to stop if you want me to,” he reminded and I nodded, holding my breath and biting my lip.
He slowly inched in and I remained relaxed, even though it felt tight. He reached made it about a third of the way in before he felt resistance and paused, his eyes meeting mine, begging for my permission to either continue or pull back. I nodded in encouragement and he pushed forward.
I whimpered at the pain that thrummed through me, his cock breaking the thin protective layer, taking the last of my purity away. Logan slid himself the rest of the way before he paused to give me a moment. He lowered his lips to kiss me and stroke my hair as I took deep breaths.
"You okay?"
"Yes," I replied and he nodded, leaving kisses along my neck before he whispered. "I'm going to move."
I nodded into his shoulder. "Okay."
He began to thrust in and out, each movement painful at first, but slowly, with each in-and-out, a trickle of pleasure began to build. "So tight, Jewel,” he moaned and I knew he was struggling to maintain the slow pace.
"Logan...faster." I wasn’t sure I could take much more of his agonizing slow movements. The faster he moved, the less pain I felt and now that my pleasure was beginning to build, I wanted it to grow more, to get stronger and stronger until it overpowered and drowned out the pain, leaving me in a state of bliss.
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