Rebel
"Yes," I whisper from my place among the pillows. Pulsations are shooting between my legs, and my voice turns frustrated. "I want you, Logan, but..."
"But?"
I sink my teeth into my bottom lip, hesitating. The truth is that with a body as impressive as the one belonging to Logan, I want to take advantage of it.
But how? He is so huge that I couldn't possibly force him to lie down. Yet I want to be in charge, even if I'm just over five feet tall and Logan is some sort of giant at six-foot-seven or something.
I wet my lips. "Could we..."
Logan tilts his head, eyeing me intently. "Could we what?"
I should just blurt it out. "I want to be on top."
There is a brief pause. We stare at each other for an eternity before Logan's lips mischievously curl.
"You want to be on top for your first time?"
"Yes..."
"Okay," his eyes are amused and curious while his lips are caught in a smirk. "Any particular reason why?"