Starstruck

The Best Night

I slipped my tongue into his mouth and wrapped my legs around his waist as he lifted me from the bar stool and began to carry me towards the swing bed slowly. When we reached the bed he laid me down on it, impressively without breaking the kiss, and climbed onto the bed beside me. After a few minutes he pulled his head back a few inches and stared into my eyes intensely.

"This is the most fun that I've had in a long, long time." he said with a dazzling grin, causing my heart to flutter.

"Me too." I said.

I rolled to the edge of the bed and hopped off, then walked over to the cabinet behind the pool table and opened it, reaching for the case with the balls in it. Logan embraced me smoothly from behind, lacing his fingers together over my stomach and kissing the back of my neck softly, causing me to shiver with pleasure.

"I'm guessing this means you'd like to play a round of pool." he whispered in my ear.

I chuckled and nodded, then craned my neck to look into his enchanting brown eyes.

"I figured we don't need to tempt ourselves any further by being on that bed all night." I said, sitting the case down on the pool table.

"Hmm. Well you're probably right, but I was having a lot of fun." he said with a mischievous grin.

"So was I, now let me kick your ass in pool." I said with a playful smile.

Logan scoffed and laughed loudly.

"You really do have a lot of nerve there, kiddo." he said, turning to grab a pool stick.

I gave him a flirtatious smirk and a wink as I reached for the chalk square on the top shelf of the cabinet. He kissed me quickly on the cheek and then turned and walked to the pool table to unzip the case and get the balls out. He set them up in middle of the table towards the end, lining the top ball up right where the sticker was, and then removed the wooden triangle and set it back in the cabinet while I applied chalk to my stick and watched him with hungry eyes. He was so... delicious. On his first shot, Logan made a solid ball into a corner pocket, so I aimed for a striped one when it was my turn. The game was neck and neck towards the end and we both began trying to distract each other flirtatiously. When it came down to one ball each and the 8 ball, Logan banked both into a corner pocket on the same shot. It was extremely impressive and he was very proud of himself.

"Game!" he yelled, raising his pool stick high into the air with both hands and dancing around behind the pool table.

I threw my head back and laughed at the adorable sight of his victory dance.

"I would be pissed if you weren't the most adorable thing I'd ever seen." I said, giggling at him.

"Adorable makes me sound like a 7 year old kid." he countered.

"Fine. Manly and attractive." I said with a sarcastic grin and an eye roll.

"That's much better." he said, beaming.

"So what do I win?" he asked, slinking towards me victoriously.

"Hmm. How about a kiss?" I asked, throwing my arms around his neck once he had reached me.

He chuckled and screwed his eyes up in mock consideration.

"Hmm... That sounds like a fair consolation."

He snaked his arms around my waste and linked his fingers together against the small of my back as he leaned down to kiss me sweetly. I stepped back after a few seconds, breaking the kiss, and said playfully,

"If you want another one you'll have to catch me."

Then I bolted around the pool table and ran towards the other side of the roof. It took about 10 seconds for his long legs to catch up with mine, and in one swift motion he scooped me up into his arms as I let out a high pitched half-giggle half-squeal.