I wonder if Rebel will judge me for that? No. She wouldn't do that. At least, I don't think she would? "I got your coke," Rebel announces from above me and slides into her seat. It doesn't show on her face if she is upset that Evelina is here. Rebel is wearing a bright smile when she faces the othe

Rebel Logan has a password to his computer—of course, he does. I have up trying to get into it. Now I'm lying on his couch, flipping through titles of various movies until I hear Logan enter the flat. He seems happy. I can hear him humming, and then there is a promising rustle of a plastic bag

Rebel I'm taken into the bedroom with a large king-sized bed. It's cozy and warm, and Logan throws over the grey sheets. I let out a little giggle in response. My clothes and hat are still on, but one look at Logan, and I suspect that will soon change. He is standing at the edge of the bed, and m

Logan lets out a shuddering breath as I take him to the hilt, and then he quickly finds my lips, kissing me. I moan into his mouth, remaining completely still as I lose myself to the sensations: his cock, so big and thick I feel impaled. I'm aware of every single nerve ending in my body. But I c

Rebel My heart is in shambles. I'm hurting for Logan. He thinks he is a monster, but Logan is the sweetest guy on earth. After we fell asleep, he kept me warm by holding me. He wouldn't let go until morning, and before making it to hockey practice, he served me breakfast in bed. Now I'm trying