Alpha Logan
I groaned, resting my forehead against hers.
Her forehead wrinkled as she looked at me, a little confused. “Do… do you not want to?” she asked, starting to lean away. I adjusted my hold so she couldn’t. “Oh, that’s not the problem. I want to,” I assured her with a short, hungry kiss.
“But?” she sighed as I pulled back from the kiss. “Your parents are in the backyard waiting for us,” I reminded her.
She groaned and leaned her forehead into mine. “How could I forget that?” she sighed. “Apparently, you are just that horny,” I teased, nipping at her lips. “Asshole,” she grumbled against my lips as she wrapped her legs around my waist.