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"No!" I shout. "There are not even any screws to unscrew it, and it's pitch black inside. Can you just let me down? I don't like being held up in the air like this."
Logan does as I ask and lowers me to the ground. He stands up, and we are practically touching. Well, one part of him is touching me. We both freeze on the spot before he moves back awkwardly. My eyes can't help but look down at the bulge in his underwear.
"I know. I am adorable and a sexy little minx," says Logan.
"Oh, shut up!" I draw my eyes back up to his face, and he smiles at me. "You know, it's a much better look when you are smiling and having fun. You have me to thank for that."
"You?"
"Yeah! You had a ton of fun when we were fooling around in your hotel room, and here you are, joking and laughing with me. You even took your pants off for me. You are a chivalrous gentleman, aren't you?"
Logan laughs through his nose, and I feel I am finally getting through to the person he actually is. "What can I say? I do whatever I can to make women comfortable, and if that means taking off my pants, then so be it."
I laugh at that joke and feel my breasts jiggling up and down in my bra. When I look up at Logan, he quickly looks away. My heartbeat suddenly quickens.
The night in the hotel room was fantastic, and if we are going to spend twelve hours in this room together, then we might as well…
I don't have time to finish the thought when Logan grabs me and presses his body to mine. He practically forces my mouth open with his tongue, and I accept him eagerly. That is not the only thing that he sticks into me. I finally get to properly feel his bulge as he presses it against my stomach.
My hand goes instinctively to it, and I don't waste any time stroking him through the fabric. I reach into his underwear and pull out his stiff cock, relishing the warmth and size in my hand.
Logan pushes me back and pins me to the wall. He presses his tongue into my mouth again and swirls it around mine. I can't get enough of the slipperiness. I grab his cock tight at the base and hold on for a second before stroking up and down his shaft.
Logan grips my waist and spins me around, pressing me to the wall. He slaps me on the ass. I have never liked that before, but it feels fantastic when he does it, and my juices start to flow. His hand comes up to my bra strap, and the clasp springs open immediately.
He slips the bra straps from my shoulders, unleashing my breasts. Logan spins me back around, and I will let him do whatever he wants to me. He is the one in control, and I am under his spell.
Logan takes a step back this time and looks me up and down. He lowers his underwear completely, his dick flopping down under its own weight. I look at it with hungry eyes.
"If you were any sort of lady, you would not let me stand here by myself with no underwear on."
I smile at him and lower my panties. I stand back up in front of him, longing for his eyes to assault me again. They do, moving up and down my body, lingering on my pussy and my breasts.
"What the fuck do you do to me?" I ask.
I don't wait for a response, and I practically lunge at him, pressing my body to his. It is warm in the room, but I want his warmth—a different kind of heat.
His dick presses into my stomach again, and I want it to press into other places too. I drop to my knees and take his rigid member in my mouth, sucking on his meat. I reach around with one hand to his ass, cupping the cheeks while the other takes his balls. They are as weighty as his cock. I try my best to suck and lick him, but I can only think about his dick inside me again.
At least this time there is no threat of me getting pregnant. Although, if there was, I am not sure I would be able to stop myself from repeating what we did that night.
I take his cock out of my mouth and run my lips back up his body, kissing his tight stomach and chest before finding his neck and then mouth again.
A finger and thumb pinch my nipple, and I moan unexpectedly. Then his hand comes down to my entrance, and I am his as soon as he touches me there. I place my hand against his chest in disbelief at the situation I find myself in. If the first time we had sex was not weird enough, we get to follow it up with this.
I grab his cock again and rub it more vigorously this time. I am on the cusp of orgasming without him even having to touch me down there, and I want him to cum too. His strong hands take my breasts and knead them. I am putty in his hands. We might be in a panic room, but there is no panic about what is to come, only expectation and enjoyment.
Logan takes his tongue from my mouth and puts it to use on my nipples, licking them first before taking each in his mouth to suck and bite.
I grab onto his head, holding him to my bosom. I look around the room. There is no bed. No chairs. No blanket to throw on the hard floor. There is only protection and water bottles. Well, not the protection that would have been handy a while back, but protection from armed intruders or attackers.
"Take me against the wall," I demand.
Logan hoists me up as if I weigh nothing, which boosts my ego a little, and holds me against the wall. He shifts his hips and moves one hand down to guide himself in. I look him in the eye. I have been aching for this moment with every fiber of my being. And not just for the past twenty minutes… I've been thinking about this ever since we made love in the hotel room.
He slips inside me, and it feels like he is shooting a ball of electricity through me. I melt like a popsicle in the summer sun. I am lava exploding from a volcano and sliding down the rocky face. I am a trickling stream in the forest.
And then I am an animal being rooted by another. Logan shifts to hold my weight, and he slams into me. I want to scream at how good it feels, but the pleasure is too much for me even to formulate the thought properly. He looks me in the eye, and instead of slamming into me vigorously again, he slides slowly inside.
