That was a surprising statement, coming from Logan's lips. Her own brows quirked, almost mimicking his, as she gazed into his eyes with some confusion and curiosity. The soft tone he spoke to her with left her heart aching in her chest. The thought that Logan believed her worthy of more than a forgotten, drunken night was a pleasant speculation in the back of her mind as she let her hand rise, palm leaving his jawline to tangle into the thick tresses at his scalp. She wants to ask,<i> What am I then?</i>But before she can, Logan's fingers were moving over her skin. It drew a provocative gasp from her parted lips.<br/><br/>"Don't stop touching me," she told him as his face met hers, their lips finally touching. Her grasp tightened in his hair and she gave a soft, murmur of a moan against his lips. The hot and hard press of his body against hers had her almost trembling with desire. She pressed closer to him as they kissed, instinctively and slowly turning her body until they were chest to chest. Heart pounding heavily, she hesitantly let her tongue caress his bottom lip. Katherine slid her hips comfortably against his and let another soft moan of approval escape at the heat of his cock against her front. "Fuck." There was no time to think, even with as many questions she harbored in her mind and however fleetingly they appeared to prod at her train of thought. All she wanted was this moment.<br/><br/>Arms repositioned since she lay on her other side, she used one to steady herself as her lips parted from his, damp and flushed red. Dark hazel eyes glued to his to watch his reaction, she used her other hand to wrap firmly around his manhood, grasp still gentle despite the decisive way she drew her palm over the shaft. Her thumb caressed the head with the next stroke, tongue drawing across her lips as she leaned close to his face once more. Across his jawline, she kissed a line of soft and intimate presses of her lips to his skin before her brain had to step in with some seriousness to apprehend her controls and make her utter, "And what now? If I'm not one-night-stand material, what are we doing?" Despite her question, her seductive grasp on him doesn't let up in the slightest.