“As all things are with you,” I said. “Now
come over here and let me simplify them for you.”
Logan gave me a look that could have scared
Medusa, but I didn’t care. I wanted him, and I moved closer. I
grabbed his head, pulled him toward me, and kissed him hard.
Pulling him real close to me, I pushed my hard-on against him. When
I shoved my tongue into his mouth, I remembered just how strong
Logan White was.
No sooner was my tongue inside his mouth,
than it throbbed with pain. I am still not sure if I felt it at the
same time, or right before I felt the pain in my stomach that
winded me. That was one of those times that I remembered not to
fuck with Logan White. Simultaneously, the bastard bit my tongue
and hit me flat on the stomach with his open palm, pushing the air
out of me. I lunged forward somewhere around the time he moved
back, and that’s when I fell to the ground. I looked up at Logan,
my breath still not back.
“You’re acting like a jealous little boy,” he