#Chapter 202: Breathless Desires

Ella Logan and I lay on the exercise mats, our breaths coming out thick and heavy. We had just been training on these very mats, practicing our hand to hand combat, but our lips and tongues were locked in a battle of their own. I straddled Logan, having pinned him down beneath me. I could feel him smiling against my lips, and I pulled away, shooting him a warning glare that was more teasing than anything. “What?” I hissed as I licked my lips. “Problem?” Logan just smirked. “No,” he said. “I don’t have a problem.” But I could see the smirk on his face. I pressed his wrists a little harder into the mat, relishing the feeling of his firm body beneath me. “You’re hiding something.” For a few moments, Logan just smirked up at me; but then I felt it. His leg had worked its way around mine—and then, in one swift movement, the world was whirling around me before I came to a breathless stop on the mat. I was below him this time, and now he was the one who was pinning me down.