Enemies With Benefits

04- Don't Call Me That

I would never back down from a challenge, especially if Logan is involved.

I was dancing on the dance floor, letting the music take control of my body. Alcohol was flowing through my veins. I needed a shot or two before I started this.

I looked over at Logan sitting on the couch, sipping his drink out of a red solo cup. Curiosity filled his eyes. I roll my eyes and looked away, feeling more confident than before.

I suddenly felt a pair of hands on my hips, guiding me to grind on them. I took a glance back and saw a devilishly handsome guy. His skin was dark, matched perfectly to his jet black hair. He winked when he caught me staring.

He grabbed my jaw softly and led my lips to his. He kissed me softly, then slowly got rougher. He kissed me with more need as our bodies were still grinding against each other.

"Meet me upstairs in five, you're a damn smoke." The man said, winking again and making me almost rush up the stairs.

I sat on the bed, waiting. Five minutes turned into ten, ten turned into fifteen, fifteen turned into twenty and made me loose hope.

Maybe I could make up that I slept with him, I've never seen him around and I doubt Logan has either. He would never know.

Suddenly my thoughts were interrupted by the door being opened. I was hoping to see the smoke show of a man, but I was greeted with the devil instead.

"It's been 30-actually 36 minutes. Where's your lay?" Logan asked, tilting his head to the side. He was mocking me.

"God Logan what did you do with my boy?" I said angrily. He must have done something, his knuckles were bruised.

"Don't be a bitch, I didn't do anything. A deals a deal isn't it?" He said, climbing on top of me. I let him, since I was slightly intoxicated and slightly turned on from that guy earlier.

"I know you did something, you better fucking fess up Logan." I said, putting my hands on his chest. I absentmindedly felt down his chest, feeling how fit he was under my fingertips.

"Don't do that." He groaned, making me bite my lip. "Shit Zoey, don't do that either." He pulled my lip out from my teeth leaving my mouth open, slowly sliding one of his fingers in my mouth. I decided to toy with him a little.

I sucked on his finger, looking at him right in the eyes. His jaw dropped a little, closing his eyes for a second and reopening them quickly. He likes this.

I didn't realize he was in-between my legs until I felt something hard grind in the middle of my legs. His wet finger trailed down my leg to wrap it around his waist tighter. I didn't know what I was doing, I was letting my body take control.

He was slightly panting, his eyes were trained on my lips. 'He better not fucking kiss me.' I thought. It was like he read my mind, because he started to kiss my neck instead.

He sucked and bit my neck, leaving little hickeys down my neck. I was panting, but I refused to moan. He started kissing lower, leaving marks on my breasts. I ran my hands through his surprisingly soft hair and he stopped all movements.

"H-holy shit." he said and I looked at him confused. His jaw dropped again and he ripped off my shirt, swallowing loudly when he saw I wasn't wearing a bra. "God fucking damn. You're so bad, not wearing a bra." He said, reaching for my hands and putting them back in his hair. "One little touch and you have me going crazy."

He ran his hands all over my body as I did the same movement through his hair. He unbuttoned my shorts, but didn't take them off. Instead, he slipped a hand down my shorts, soon realizing I wasn't wearing panties either.

"Zoey, you're a bad fucking girl you know that? Damn, what a slut. Not even wearing panties to a party. I should fuck your brains out for that." For some reason, his words made me wet. I would usually slap him for calling me a slut, but he didn't mean it in the way he usually would.

He ripped off his own shirt and teasingly rubbed a finger softly on my clit, and it was finally my turn to drop my jaw. Seeing his 6 pack on display for me and him working magic with his fingers made me need more.

"So wet all for me?" He whispers in my ear. He rips my shorts off and licks his lips at the sight of me fully naked. He flips us over so that I was now on top, his jeans were still on while I was completely bare. He smirked as he put his hands on my hips, making me grind on his hard, clothed member.

"Fuck you, Logan." I let out a string of curse words, the friction of the fabric rubbing me was a new feeling and it made me moan out in pleasure.

He slipped a finger inside of me, pumping hard as I moved back and forth. "I think that's exactly what we're gonna do." He smirked and flipped us over, reaching in his pocket revealing a condom.

He ripped his jeans and boxers off, revealing his length as it slapped against his stomach. I bit my lip at his size as he slipped the condom on.

Asshole or not, he could make my night fun.

He teased me, rubbing his tip along my folds. "Just fuck me already!" I huffed in annoyance.

He smirked at my impatience."Whatever the princess wants." He harshly slid into me, making me moan out in pleasure.

He stayed put for a moment, letting me adjust to his size. I bucked my hips in an effort to get him to move, and he complied.

He started relentlessly pounding into me, making me moan his name over and over again. "That's it baby, moan my name. You like when I fuck you like this?" He groaned, his dirty words pushing me to the edge.

"Fuck right there, show me how much you hate me." I said boldly. He suddenly lifted my legs so that they were on top of his shoulders and pinned both wrists above my head as he pounded harder into me, hitting my g-spot over and over again with each thrust.

I started moaning his name louder, arching my back as he started rubbing circles on my clit. "You little slut. Telling me you hate me and then letting me fuck you like this? God I shouldn't let you come for that. Making me hard every single time I see you in that short, short skirt." His kinky words was just the cherry on top to all of this.

"Logan, I'm so close." I moaned, not wanting this to end yet. His sloppy thrusts signaled that he was near the edge as well.

"Cum for me, God damn your pussy looks so pretty wrapped around my dick like this. So tight and so wet, cum for me princess." My orgasm hit strong. He rubbed my clit and continued to pound into me to prolong both of our orgasms.

Once we came down from our highs, I opened my eyes to see his open wide. "Y-you squirted. Holy shit that was the hottest thing I've ever seen." He said in disbelief.

He pulled out of me, discarding the condom into the trash bin next to us. "You were a fun fuck, I'm surprised." I said, he winked.

"Maybe I'll make you a regular, you shocked me to say the least." He said. I gave him a death stare and threw a pillow at him.

"The fuck Logan?" I said angrily.

"Ok ok! You're a regular! I never knew angry sex could feel so good. And if I knew your pussy felt like that I would have-" I threw another pillow at him before he could finish that sentence.

I picked up my clothes, getting dressed and ready to pick up Talia from whatever bedroom she was in. I was tired and he definitely wore me out.

"You were the best fuck I've had, God damn Zo I didn't think you had it in you." I rolled my eyes at the nickname.

I threw my shirt back on, feeling Logan's eyes on me. "Obviously you weren't half bad either. My voice is gonna be sore as hell tomorrow." I smirked at him, thinking of other ways I could make my voice sore.

"Oh and Logan?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't call me that."