RILEY
Saturday came no time at all. I worked and kept myself busy for the last two days.
Work was a godsend.
Margret called me, telling me it was time to finish, which meant I had finished my shift. I was getting excited. Logan was picking me up soon, and we were heading out for our third date to the neighboring town for a meal. He had told Margret to tell me to wear something fancy.
Yesterday, Margret let me have a few hours off work to look for a dress. I even asked for her help, which she was happy to help. We looked around the two clothes shops they had around town. The first shop had nothing I liked, but when we came to the second one, I spotted the perfect dress in the window and knew I had to get it. I tried it on and even had Margret wolf whistling when I came out of the fitting room with it on. It was perfect.
I bought a black strapped dress, and I paired it with some heels. I wanted to make Logan want more. I enjoy kissing him, but I think I might let him come in tonight. I want to feel his hands all over my body.
I went to my apartment and got ready. I knew I had plenty of time. But as usual, Logan turns up on time, and I open the door.
Seeing him makes me want to pull him in and miss our reservation, even the full date. He was mouthwatering in his crisp black button-down shirt with jeans. I had all kinds of dirty images running through my mind, everything I desired to do to him.
Logan's eyes lock with mine until he takes me in. He looks me up and down while biting his bottom lip.
I think I made a good impression on this dress.
"Hey, we should—" I stepped out the door and turned to lock the door. As I turned around, Logan stepped closer and wrapped his arms around my waist. Without thinking, he leaned into me and kissed me hard.
I was taken by surprise but recovered quickly and kissed him back. Logan slowly pushes me hard against the door while holding my waist tight.
I couldn't help it; I instantly wrapped my arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. He slips his tongue in and roams my mouth.
I want him so badly.
Logan kisses the side of my lips and works his way to my jaw and neck. His hands dig into my hips as he places open my mouth and kisses my neck. I am wet down in my panties. I squeeze my thighs together as I let a moan escape from my mouth, which makes him stop and tense. But for a moment, I thought, I felt him sniff my neck.
Weird.
Logan pulls back and rests his head on my forehead. "Sorry." His voice is husky, which makes it sound all sexy. "I couldn't help myself. You look so good."
We stay like that for a while before he slowly moves away. I feel lost suddenly from his touch, but he grabs my hand and leads me down the stairs.
"Let's go. We might miss our reservation." I smiled while he led me to his car, which was parked outside the shop.
I stepped closer when Logan opened my door so I could get in. As I approach, he leans into my ear. "But I wouldn't have minded missing the meal if it meant I could have you instead." I blushed as I climbed into the car. He grinned while he closed the door. Part of me wondered if he could sense what I had been feeling.
Logan started the car and drove away. On the way there, we talked about our days and even found out more about each other. At some point during the car ride, Logan placed his hand in my hand and held it there until we arrived.
Once we arrived, we found the restaurant quiet, and the staff sat us in a corner, away from prying eyes. The whole place was romantic. The meal was outstanding, and so was the place. It was very fancy, but not too fancy for us. We had a three-course dinner, and the conversation picked up like it did in the car. We were sitting opposite each other for the start, but at the end, Logan was sitting next to me with his hand on the back of my chair while I told him a place I had stayed. It was perfect.
After the meal, Logan told me he had one more surprise, and it was next on the list. We only had to walk two blocks, which we did hand in hand, to the place, and my eyes widened when I spotted it—the museum. I felt my heart spike while Logan guided me inside.
When we stepped inside, we were the only ones there. Logan had organized a guide to tell us everything. I was in my happy place and took in everything the woman was telling me about the history of this town.
Many times, I spotted Logan staring at me. There was always something in his eyes, but it was hard to figure out. The man had a hold on me, too, that was for sure. I still could only think about his last sentence before entering the car. But I wouldn't have minded missing the meal if it meant I could have you instead. My dirty thoughts were going a hundred miles an hour with that, picturing him eating me out.
There was no denying it now. I wanted him back at mine after this date, and I wasn't taking no for an answer.
The museum was an enormous hit. I wanted to know more, but I didn't ask many questions because I wanted to leave and take my man home.
We left the museum and headed toward a small harbor. We walked hand in hand and stopped, watching the small boats on the river pass. It was so romantic. I couldn't think of a better way to end the date. Well, I could and would not hold back when we got back.
Logan guided me back to his car. The drive was still the same, but my hand never left his, not even as we got closer to the bookstore.
I watched through the window as he turned the corner onto the street of the bookstore. I let my head rest on his shoulder while I placed my hand on his thigh. His cologne was strong; it made me want him more. I turned my head and started kissing his neck slowly.
"Riley, please," His voice hushed. "I need to concentrate."
I ignored him; I moved my hand up his thigh. Slowly, as I come to his bulge, he's getting bigger. He groaned. I looked at his hands on the steering wheel, and his knuckles were white.
"Riley,"
He hissed as I kissed his neck, slowly rubbing my hand over his cock. I could feel his length getting bigger—he's huge.
Logan groans again when suddenly, he turns the car to the right and stops. He moved away and grabbed my face with both hands, and kissed me hard.
I was unable to breathe.
When he moves away, I'm left breathless. I try to catch my breath while he looks at me.
"You could have caused an accident."
I smiled and leaned to kiss him again. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I kiss him passionately, but I deepen it when he unclips my seatbelt and pulls me over so I am straddling him. His hands move up and down the sides of my arms, causing shivers to run through me. I couldn't help but grind on him. I can feel his length underneath me, growing as I grind.
A low rumble escapes his chest as he pulls away, trying to catch his breath. Logan puts a hand on my chin. "We need to get out of the car; otherwise, we will give everyone in town a show."
Logan kissed my cheek and gave me a grin.
I was about to move, but he held me in place.
What was going on? I looked back at him and searched his eyes while he just stared.
"I like you, Riley. I mean a lot, but I don't want to rush this between us."
I looked back at him; I couldn't help but smile back.
"I like you too, Logan."
I opened his door and climbed over him. Adjusted myself and leaned to him while his eyes stayed on me. "By the way, would you like to come up and finish what we started?"
Logan looks at me and smiles. He nods and climbs out of the car. I only just realized what he meant when I looked up and realized that everyone would get a show. There was no hiding place in the town to hide what could have happened to us.
Logan locks his car and follows me, placing his hand on my lower back as we walk toward the bookstore.
YOU ARE READING
The Human Mate
WerewolfRiley Thomas moved around for years, but when she landed in a small town she felt right at home and even got a job in a small bookstore. She felt at ease there, especially when she saw Logan Peters was around. Logan Peters is the alpha of the small...