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 y
