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My hips buck and roll in time with his tongue, and my legs hook around his thick neck, easily making me give in to the idea of drifting back in my seat.
It’s as though someone thought of every tiny detail when they made this masterpiece of a man. My own hands grip his downy soft hair, cut just short enough to grab onto, almost yanked out by the roots once I feel the full force of my final climax as a virgin.
‘Devouring’ the first man you see?
It’s kinda turned out the other way around but that suits me just fine. I could get used to this, just this if that’s all he wanted. To taste my essence on his lips. To hear me moaning like a horny ghost.
I’m getting a little greedy to taste some more of him myself. My top teeth chew at my lower lip, but so far, I get the impression that Logan likes to take the lead and I’m not really in much of a position to argue.
I’m more annoyed than anything because this assassination wasn’t bumped up the calendar a little earlier. This is exactly what I needed a week ago. But who am I kidding? I’ve needed this for a long time.
“Which room’s yours?” he asks hoarsely, forcing me to focus through the intense waves still washing over me.
He picks me up, holding me like I’m all he has to eat from now on, eyeing the stairs and numerous doorways of our cavernous ‘apartment’ in the financial district.
“Uhhh, through there,” I coach him, drawing a low grunt from him before he gives me a little squeeze. His eyes move forward, like a hawk’s, as if he’s got a mile hike ahead of him carrying me across a vast, open savannah.
It’s just down the hall, really. Sure it’s a big house, but I just know that Logan would carry me that far, just like this if he had to.
The house doesn't interest him though, and I’ve never been so glad to see my bed once he eases me down onto it. The big, white four poster in a white room surrounded by white everything.
“You’ve never even kissed a man, have you?” he asks after glancing around.
It feels more like an accusation, but it’s true. “I’m about as virgin as you’ll get.” I shrug, feeling relieved because I can see how happy it makes him.
Double pleased myself when he wastes no time in stepping out of that suit, keeping both eyes on me the whole time, his intense look growing hungrier by the second.
I feel my mouth hanging open as he undresses, redefining just how wet he makes me in a matter of seconds.
Holy shit.
Those weren’t shoulder pads. Logan’s chiseled physique makes him look stronger and fitter than any man half his age.
I’d pick him for forty, tops. The sound of his thick erection slapping against his abs makes me forget all about birthdays, and my insides quiver once it’s clear that’s exactly where that beautiful dick of his is headed. I gulp hard again, mesmerized by the sight of it, already obsessed with it as much as I’m crazy for the rest of him.
I try to sit myself up, really wanting to return the favor he just gave me in the living room. Before I can, he’s hovering over the top of me and both my hands begin to explore his manhood, which feels hot and stiff but also soft and bendy in a way.
And although two of my hands on it leave plenty of change, there's only one place I know I want it.
I can check under the hood later. Let’s take this thing for a ride!
“Tell me this is what you want.”
His gravelly voice makes my head pump. The best I can manage right now is a wheeze, already feeling my eyes wanting to roll back.
The slick warmth of something slippery from his cock instantly makes me want to be bathed in it.
“I-I do, Logan,” I manage to squeak. His eyes move closer to mine, that serious look in them again.
“I mean, if this is what you want, then things can never be the same for you. You’ll have to do exactly as I say… for a while at least.”
My hands grip at his chest. The idea of only just a ‘little while’ with Logan is unbearable.
I want this, forever. All day, every day.
“I don’t want it, Logan. I need it,” I purr with all my heart, knowing he understands just how much once I feel his flexing pole starting to fill me, knowing myself well enough to grasp just how hard I’ve fallen for him already.
CHAPTER 6
