18. GIRLFRIEND MODE

18

GIRLFRIEND MODE

Summer

As I walk into my building, I think about Logan.

Okay, Su, game on. Girlfriend mode activated.

I fire up my messages to text Logan.

Are you back yet?

I walk in and he doesn't reply immediately like he normally does. Maybe he's busy.

I knock on Hazel's door to check if she's here and no one answers. She must be out.

Damn, why is everybody unavailable now that I have time? I unlock my door and walk in. Sighing, I look around. I must have left in a rush. I need to tidy up in here.

My phone chimes.

Almost finished. I'm coming over when I'm done. Pizza or dumplings?

Logan and I share a love for dumplings and it's one of those things I really like about him.

You know your girlfriend. What do you think?

*laughing face* Dumplings it is then winky face *

I smile. Then I remember to unblock all four of them. I can't believe I have had them blocked everywhere since we broke up. That is definitely a record.

I contemplate whether to tell them I've unblocked them or just wait until one of us needs to reach out. On one hand, I don't want to start getting messages from them in the witching hours about something we can't get back, but on another how will they know I have unblocked them.

Why is this so hard?

I take my phone to the charging pad and set it down before I rid myself of my clothes. I cover my face with cleanser and tidy up my room. When I finish, I shower, put on shorts and a loose t-shirt, and hike my hair in a high loose bun. Then sit at my desk and I get into some work before Logan comes.

He arrives sometime later.

He smiles and a brown paper bag with the logo of the Korean place greets me in all its glory.

I take the package and it reveals his face. I pull him in a kiss, and he groans and pushes me backwards, closing the door. When we pull apart, he has that familiar lust in his eyes.

"I missed you.".

"I missed you too." I bat my eyelashes for him, and he grins.

I turn to place the food on the desk and take out plates. He settles himself in my bed after removing his football jacket.

"Have I ever told you, you have a great ass?" he appreciates from behind me, and I look at him over my shoulder before I shake it a little for him.

"That's going to get you in trouble, Missy." I feel him get off the bed and he snakes his arms around me the next moment, licking the outside of my ear.

My body loosens as I get wet. His hands explore my body with a determination, his fingers hook to my cotton shorts and he lowers them. I stiffen a little because I don't know how far this is going.

"Relax, I won't cross your hardline. Let me make you feel good, Su."

I nod quickly. He kneels behind me and my shorts go all the way to my ankles. He lifts my shirt to my waist and I hold it.

"Your ass is phenomenal." He kisses my cheeks. Then he spreads them, putting his face between them. His wet tongue makes my knees weak as he licks me. I part my legs and steady myself on the desk before I open myself for him. I haven't been kissed by a man down there in over six months.

Logan finds my wetness with his tongue, licking from my clit to my ass and I tremble. Fuck, I miss that.

"Again." I moan. I feel his hot breath as he smiles and does it again.

He circles my clit with his tongue. "Yes."

"You like that?"

I want to groan; he shouldn't be talking right now but eating me out.

"Logan…"

He goes back to my clit, and I start grinding myself on his face a little. My body tingling, feeling all the things. He moves to my pussy and starts tongue fucking me.

I have no words, so I reach with my right, and I find my throbbing, desperate clit and circle it.

I moan as fire erupts in my body.

"Fuck."

"That's right, baby. Moan for me," Logan says and I continue grinding myself on him as I work myself with my hand. I rise and rise again.

"Spank me," I cry in desperation. I need one more push.

"Hm?"

"Spank me, Logan. Fucking spank me." My voice comes out more aggressive because I am so fucking close.

The slap hits me and I don't tip over.

"Harder. Spank me harder," I demand. His hand connects with my ass, and I vibrate.

That's the one.

"Again!"

SLAP. Fuck yes.

"Again."

SLAP.

My whole-body shakes as I twitch and let go of my clit, needing to hold myself to something. Strong hands hold me while I shake.

"Fuck, Su. You are so beautiful," he says to my ear. My hands roam his body and I find his girth, I turn in his arm, and drop to my knees. It's now or never.

You can do this, Su. It's just a cock. You handled those before.

"Fuck." It comes in a whisper. Like he can't believe it's happening.

I unzip him with haste. I pull his half hard cock out and lick the precum, exploring with my tongue and stimulating him. Stroking him in my hands as I stare up at him.

"Any preferences?"

"Just do what you do."

I spit on his cock continuing to pump him getting him hard. I lick his tip and he vibrates. I smile to myself as I start playing with him, spitting on him a few times before swallowing him and start really working him.

He moans with frequent trembles as he massages my neck. I take him deep and he closes his eyes. I begin deep throating him and he lets me do my thing. I pull out.

I am glad he has his eyes close . Head with eye contact is too intimate.

He holds my head tighter and starts thrusting, hitting the back of my throat.

"Oh, fucking fuck, Su. You are so…" he doesn't make it far when I grab his balls while simultaneously sticking one finger in his ass and making a come here motion. He almost loses balance as he comes hard, using my head as balance.

He continues thrusting, eyes shut, sweat beads on his face. I finally pull away from him and he steps back, and plops on the bed. Looking utterly spent. He licks his lips and smiles a lazy smile at me. I crawl to him and place my elbows on his thighs, peering at him through my lashes.

"Am I forgiven?" I ask.

He swipes his thumb across my lips. "Fuck yeah."

I laugh.

I get on him and straddle him. He holds me as we stare at each other and I wipe his sweat with my hand.

"But you need to do that again. Fuck, baby, that was…wow."

I smile before I kiss him. He is sated. Relationship saved.

After a while, I pull from him and bring our food. We get on YouTube and watch an animated series we both like.

Later he leaves and I prep for sleep.

When I check the clock, it's just after midnight. I can't help but remember Arch. I wonder when he woke up and how he is. I decide texting isn't really that harmful.

Hey, man baby. Did you wake up alright? How are you feeling?

Better now that you've unblocked me.

Lol

He starts typing, then he stops then starts again. After a minute a message comes through.

Thank you again, Peach. You have no idea how much everything meant to me.

I sit up. I think back to everything. Me holding him in my arms so he can sleep. Did it mean more than what it was? I don't think so. I just did what I had to for a friend. They would do the same for me, it's not like I had a choice, Arch is sick.

It was nothing but a friend helping a friend.

Right. Goodnight, friend.

Ouch.