Logan

I spent my day studying- if you want to call it that. My books were open, but I couldn't focus. The words on the pages were jumbled, black, and blurry, while my mind swirled with other thoughts.

I've never felt like this before. I've loved Eli for a while now, but hearing him say those words back to me felt surreal. When he didn't respond for what felt like hours, I started to internally freak out. I was already nervous about telling him, I didn't want to scare him, but I couldn't hold it in any longer. I had to get it out, and I'm happy I did. I've never seen him look like he did today. He looked calm and at peace, and if me telling him that I love him does that, I will tell him every chance I get, whenever he needs to hear it.

That beautiful man, my favorite human, he loves me... I almost can't believe it.

"Hi, baby," Eli says after a quick knock at my door, walking himself right in as he always does.

"Hi," I say when I see my handsome man in the middle of my room.

How does he effortlessly look this good all the time? It's a bit infuriating that he looks just as good now, with his hoodie, joggers, and backwards hat, as he does in his tailored suit on game days.

But he's mine, so I'll let it slide.

"How was your day?" He asks as he makes his way over to me, where I sit on my bed with my books spread open. He bends down and kisses my wanting lips with his. "Get some studying done?"

"It was good, and yes," I lie about the second answer. I'm not going to tell Eli that I couldn't focus on the words of my books' pages because all I could think about was his naked body inside of mine.

I stand and gather my textbooks, putting them back in my bag as Eli takes a seat on the edge of my bed.

"I missed you," he says with sincerity.

"I just saw you a few hours ago," I remind him with a chuckle as I close my dorm room door.

"Doesn't mean I didn't miss you," he says with a shrug as I walk over to him, standing between his legs.

He looks up at me with his soft chocolate eyes as I push his shaggy hair away from his face. "I missed you too, baby," I tell my needy boy.

I lean down, connecting my lips to his. They quickly part as his tongue glides against mine, stealing a whimpering moan from me. He cups my face, pulling me into him, needing me.

There's a difference between us tonight. I don't know if it's because we finally told each other how we felt this morning or because we both know what is going to happen tonight. But whatever it is, the passion and need is stronger than usual — which I didn't even know was possible.

His mouth continues to dance with mine as Eli's free hand reaches around my backside, pushing my ass towards him and silently asking me to come closer. I climb onto his lap as I put one knee on the mattress and swing the other leg over, straddling him. He presses me into him, rolling my hips, as I gasp into his mouth from the sensation.

Eli is already getting hard, and I know I'm warm with anticipation, instantly turned on by my guy. He slips his hand into my shorts, grabbing my ass as he continues to rock my body against his. When his mouth finds my neck, I throw my head back and grind against him harder, needing the friction.

"Logan, I—" Ali says as she burst into my room without as much as a knock, as she always does.

I snap my head back to look at her in shock and frustration as her eyes widen and her mouth gapes, catching Eli and me in the heat of it.

 

"Ali, you've got to be fucking kidding me," Eli groans as he drops his head to my chest.

The corners of Ali's lips turn up as her cheeks turn pink in amusement.

"Maybe we should start using the sock method," Ali suggests with a giggle.

"Maybe we should start using the knock method," I snap in frustration, thoroughly annoyed that my best girl is in my room right now.

"Maybe we should start using the lock method," Eli says with a pointed glance and a frustrated tone. "Seriously, Logan, you need to start locking your door. It makes me feel uneasy that you keep it unlocked so much," he tells me as I sit on his lap.

"But I like that you can come in whenever you want," I remind him as I look down at his handsome face, his frustrated expression softening.

"Well, give me your spare key then. It'll make me feel better knowing you're locked in here at night," he says, reaching up and pecking my lips with his.

"Marc has it."

"I'll get it from him tomorrow," Eli says.

I run my fingers through his hair as I look down at my favorite guy, my eyes exploring him, lost in this moment together as I lean down to place my lips on his.

"So, what are you guys up to tonight?" Ali asks, reminding us that she's still in the room.

Eli lets out a heavy frustrated sigh.

"Ali, I love you, but read the fucking room," I tell her.