The Road to....Somewhere???

At This Moment, Just Let Us Be

Be forewarned, there is going to be detailed girlxgirl action in this chapter. If you don't like this, or don't want to read details, well, this chapter is not the one for you. Just thought y'all should know. Hope you are enjoying the story.

Logan's p.o.v.

Here we are, on our way back to Ashley's house.

I couldn't think of anything other than her hands and lips on me. I looked over at her, and she seemed to be a little stressed. I looked at the speedometer, and realized she was going way over the speed limit. Though I knew this should scare me, I only found it to be extremely sexy. We were back to her house in under 15 minutes. She parks behind my car, not bothering with the garage. Just like before, she doesn't even give me a chance to open my door before she is there, opening it. I get out of the car, and instantly connect my lips with Ashley's.

I have never been with someone who could kiss like she could. I felt my body reacting to every movement of her lips. She lightly nipped at my bottom lip, and I gladly parted my lips for her. All I could think of was being one with her. I wanted her inside of me, to become a part of me. Her hands begin to explore my body, like on the boat, except that it was much more heated.  As things getting even hotter, we slowly begin to make our way to the house, without breaking our kiss or embrace. She has to pull away, to get her keys, and unlock the front door. I already miss her warmth against me. I keep a hand on her, not being able to bear losing all contact.

She finally gets the door open, and we enter the house. Kicking our shoes off, we reconnect as we make our way into the kitchen. I sit on the bar stool I had occupied earlier, and spread my legs so Ashley can get as close as possible to me. I take off her jacket, and throw it on the bar. I begin to pull her shirt out from her pants, so I can feel her skin. The minute my hand touches her skin, she pulls away from me. Confused, and hurt, I can only look at her.

"I'm sorry. I said before this went this far, I would talk to you. I guess that is now unavoidable, unless this stops now, and frankly, I don't really want it to." She says this all so fast, I have to struggle to understand her words. As I comprehend what she is saying, the hurt lessens. Curiosity replaces it.

"I don't want to stop either, but I don't want you to do something you aren't ready for, either. I told you, I am not going anywhere. No matter what. No matter what lies in your past, no matter if we stop right now, no matter what." I reassure her. I don't want to push her, and this seems like something very big.

Without a word, she begins to unbutton her shirt. I am really confused now. She is doing it very slowly. Any other time it would have been seductive, but now, I only see the hesitation. I want to stop her, but I can't make myself speak or move. I just silently sit and watch. When she has all the buttons undone, she slowly removes her shirt. I was not prepared for what I saw.

She lets the shirt fall to the floor. I am looking at her exposed skin, keeping my head about myself to at least not gawk, or have my mouth hanging wide open. Her stomach, and visible chest, are covered in scars. She slowly turns, and they continue around her back. Without thinking, I get off the stool, and walk to her. She still has her back to me as I gently run my hand over her back. Some scars are barely visible, while others are raised and puckered above her skin. She is shaking.  I turn her around, and wrap my arms around her.

"Now, I really don't want to talk about this right now. I will, I promise, but right now, all I want is you." She says softly in my ear. "If you still want me." She adds. I pull back, and force her eyes to mine.

"Of course I do. I told you, no matter what." I decide to show her. I kiss her passionately, and then let my mouth travel down to her neck. I kiss it, and find her pulse. I lick from here, to her ear, and nibble her earlobe. She moans. I kiss further down, and begin kissing her scar covered skin. I see her noticeably tense as I start this. Soon, though, as I continue, I feel her relax. I'm down to her stomach now, and she has her hand on my head. I don't think she even realizes it. I raise back up, to look at her.