Chapter 227: Looking Desirable (18+)
He pulled back just an inch, breath ragged, their foreheads pressed together, rain still falling around them.
"Jean... if we do this... it’s not just a desire for me. I can’t be gentle tonight just because you ask. I love you. And it will show. Every kiss, every touch. Are you ready for that?"
Jean’s eyes glistened, not just from the rain but from something fonder, deeper... an answer he’d been too afraid to hope for.
"Then show me, Logan," she whispered, voice shaking but sure. "Show me how love is supposed to feel."
The rain drummed on Logan’s shoulders, soaking them both to the bone, but none of it registered. All he could taste was Jean... rain sweetened lips, trembling breath, her heart hammering against his chest in time with his own.
When they finally pulled apart, both of them gasping for air, Jean’s cheeks were flushed, strands of wet hair stuck to her face, her eyes dark with something raw and vulnerable.
God, she’s beautiful...
Before she could change her mind, before the world could come crashing back in, Logan bent his head, pressing a last, softer kiss to her parted lips. A silent promise.
Then, without another word, he swept her off her feet, his arms curling under her knees and around her shoulders. Jean let out a small, breathless gasp, her fingers tightening on his soaked shirt, her lips parting as she blinked up at him.
"Logan..."
"Don’t speak," he murmured, voice husky and low, the rain dripping from his jaw. "You’ll make me forget how to walk."
She let out a soft smile that broke something heavy in his chest.