For the Night: Complete Box Set (12 page)

Summer

I felt ridiculous, standing there in his arms with
tears pouring down my face as he looked at me puzzled. I was so confused, I’d
always dreamed of falling in love with someone and then us making love and it
being absolutely wonderful. I wanted that. But if I didn’t act as if I knew
what I was doing for my job, I could lose the most amazing opportunity of my
life. And Logan was right, who better to lose it to than him? He obviously knew
what he was doing, he was gorgeous and kind and … I
really
liked him. I
mean anyone would looking at him, but when he’d grabbed my hand at the front
door I’d felt some surge of energy pass between us and I knew he’d felt it too
from the look on his face. I may not know him, but I felt a weird connection to
him, I actually felt safe with him, I
trusted
him. When he kissed me I
nearly passed out. I went lightheaded and tingly and my heart was racing so
fast I thought I was going to die. Thank God this was nothing like my first
experience, my first
and
last experience. I needed to see this through,
I couldn’t afford to freeze or have a freak out on set. I reached up and put my
arms around Logan’s neck and felt his hard body pressing against mine, his one
hand gently kneading my backside, his other hand holding my neck firmly, as if
anyone would turn away from his kiss. He suddenly pulled away leaving me
feeling lost as I looked up at him slightly dazed. His grey eyes had gone
darker and he was breathing as fast as I was. Was he really like this because
he wanted me? Or was he just super highly sexed and got like this with any
woman? I decided sadly that it was the latter.

‘O my God, what are you doing?’ I gasped as he
suddenly bent down and swept me up into his arms.

‘I’m taking you to the bedroom. I’m going to make
you come a few times to loosen you up, get you relaxed and wet for me, then I’m
going to make love to you. After we’ll shower and you can relax for the rest of
the night knowing that it’s done and dusted. I promise that you can trust me to
take care of you. We can pick up on our “date” later, talk, eat, kiss, make
love again, because Summer, I’m telling you now that once tonight isn’t going
to be enough for me. Instead of tears because you’re scared, I’ll make you cry
tears of pure bliss. So am I calling James, or am I carrying you to the bedroom?’

‘Bedroom,’ I whispered as felt my stomach twist,
and his face broke into another big smile and he dipped his head and kissed my
forehead.

‘You won’t regret it. That’s a guarantee.’

Logan

She was still trembling as
I made my way to the master bedroom. She was obviously holding onto something
that happened in her past. It was natural to be nervous your first time, hell I
remember I was all those years ago, but not
scared.
If some bastard did
this to her, I’d find out who he was and put the fear of God into him. Suddenly
I no longer cared that I couldn’t fuck her the way I liked to fuck, I just
wanted to take care of her, please her more than I’d ever pleased anyone. If I
never saw her again after tonight, I wanted her to have fond memories of me
when she remembered her first time. I wanted no man to ever compare to me.
Hell, who was I kidding? I wanted no man to ever fucking touch her again. I had
some unnatural obsession with this woman, if only I’d met her in a bar or club
and could have taken the time to see if there was something between us. I
guessed I should be grateful that I at least had her for the night, my own real
life virgin for the night. I set her down at the foot of the bed and clasped
her face as I looked down at her.

‘Look at me Summer, look into my eyes. I’m
not
going
to hurt you. You want me to stop at any time you tell me, ok?’

‘I just say stop?’ she asked quietly as her
concerned eyes searched mine.

‘No, you may say stop because you’re on pleasure
overload, but you won’t really mean it. You choose a word that you won’t
forget, something that means something to you, that you can yell at me and I’ll
be clear you’re at your limit.’

‘Ant,’ she whispered as a tremor ran through her.

‘Ant?’ I repeated and detected a nod from her.
‘Ok, your brief was to teach you all about sex, but for now all I’m going to do
is make your body feel good, so good you’ll beg me to make love to you and when
it’s over you’ll know that you no longer have anything to be frightened of.
We’ll take a break and then you can enjoy the rest of the night where I can
teach you as much as I can, ok? I need you to trust me and do as you’re told.’
I held her gaze and saw her gulp and she chewed the inside of her mouth again
and nodded. ‘I promise you won’t regret it,’ I whispered and kissed her softly
as I swept my thumbs over her pronounced cheekbones. This was torture, I just
wanted to rip her dress off and fuck her up against the wall, on the floor,
bent over the bedroom chair, on the bed, damn …
everywhere
, fast, hard
and raw. I wanted to bite her neck and mark her, show everyone that she was
taken. She was going to be my biggest challenge yet.

‘I’m sorry I’m so …’ she smiled and shrugged.

‘No apology necessary. I’m going to take off this
dress now, I want to unveil your body, because you have a seriously sensational
body. This will be no different to me seeing you in a bikini, ok? No reason to
be scared.’

‘Ok,’ she whispered. I reached around and very
gently, and slowly, tugged at her zip. I was that desperate to touch her that I
had to focus to keep my hands from shaking as I undid it. I carefully pulled it
down and she wriggled her arm out of the sleeve and shimmied her hips. I
watched with bated breath as the material slid down her body, unveiling her
slowly and my mouth went dry. She had the fullest round breasts, barely
contained by the green demi bra I’d purchased for her. A tiny waist with a
gentle swell to her toned stomach and her hips curved outwards, perfectly in
proportion to her chest. ‘You’re beautiful,’ I sighed as I dropped to my knees
in front of her and softly kissed her stomach. She gasped and tentatively put
her fingers into my hair making me shiver. I slowly lay a trail of kisses from
one side of her body to the other, following the edge of the tiny knickers she
was wearing. My cock was quivering in my jeans, I could smell her arousal, she
was wet for me and I longed to rip off her knickers, plunge my face between her
legs and lap her dry.

‘Ahhhh,’ she cried as I gently nibbled on her
side.

‘Sit on the edge of the bed for me, Summer,’ I
ordered. She did as she was told and gazed at me wide eyed, I clasped her face
and kissed her again, properly, more forcefully, letting my tongue dance with
hers as I increased the intensity, ever wary for signs that she wasn’t handling
it well. She held my shoulders and whimpered as I reached around and unhooked
her bra. I was skilled enough to do it one handed without looking, which was
good as I didn’t want to let her lips leave mine for a second more than was
necessary. She pulled it away as she broke from our kiss leaving me feeling
bereft. The loss was compensated by the sight of her perfectly rounded domed
breasts with large pink nipples. I cupped one in my palm and gently ran my
thumb over the nipple which elongated immediately. I rolled it between my
fingers and heard her let out a sigh and saw her fingers clawing at the
comforter below her.

‘Logan,’ she moaned.

‘Your breasts are perfect,’ I sighed. ‘I want to suck
your nipple, suck it until you soak your knickers.’ I dipped my head, took one
in my mouth, sucking and nibbling as she squealed above me. Her fingers weaved
into my hair, holding me in position. I loved the taste of her skin, it aroused
me even more, she was beguiling me, her innocence only deepened my desire for
her. I heard her breathing faster, felt her hips squirming and knew she was
close to a climax. I sucked and licked harder, looking up to see her big blue
eyes gazing down at me as her mouth dropped and started to judder as her orgasm
hit her. She let out a series of cries with my name tangled up somewhere in
them. I smiled as she sat in a daze, instructed her to lift her hips and peeled
her sodden knickers off her, proud that I’d just given her the first orgasm of
her life.

Summer

I was still speechless, this
extraordinarily
handsome man
was kneeling between my thighs watching me fall apart above
him. I wasn’t quite sure what had just happened, if
that
had been an
orgasm, I’d never experienced anything like it. I felt like I was floating,
lightheaded and delirious. Since Anthony, the son of our old neighbour, had
tried to rape me when I was fifteen I’d shied away from anything sexual. I’d
viewed sex as something to be scared of. Dad had nearly killed him when they
came home early from a day out, due to Mum having a migraine. He’d heard me
screaming as Anthony had me pinned to the lounge floor as he’d ripped my
clothes off me. Mum had spent a long time trying to tell me that sex could be
wonderful, but until I landed this role I didn’t see the need to deal with my
fears. I was too busy trying out for parts and working to have a boyfriend, but
somehow I just trusted that Logan wouldn’t scare me. As I sat on the bed
totally naked he kneeled upright and kissed me again. He trailed his lips along
my jaw and down the side of my neck making me tremble again, but this time it
was with pleasure, not fear. His lips lingered in one particular spot that made
me melt, and I leaned my cheek against his soft hair. I could feel my stomach
doing some weird rolling motion and my pussy was getting all wet.

‘You have the most exquisite body I’ve ever seen,’
Logan murmured against my neck and I sighed happily as his lips meandered
across my shoulder. He suddenly sat back on his heels looking into my eyes, I
could feel the desire for me blazing out of them. Men often looked at me as if
they wanted me, but nothing compared to the way Logan was looking at me now.
How did he do that? Could he just turn it on with every woman he slept with? I
gulped as his long fingers reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. When
he shrugged it off I couldn’t stop staring, struck again by how his photo
hadn’t done this perfection justice. His body was insanely toned, large rounded
shoulders and biceps, protruding abs and his
stomach
, I just had to
reach out and drag a finger down from his throat to the buttons on his jeans. I
looked back up at him surprised when he made a strangled noise in the back of
this throat. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever wanted anyone more than I want you right
now. Are you ok?’ he asked.

‘I … I think so, I’m not sure what just happened.’

‘You had an orgasm, Summer. Have you really never
had one before?’

‘No,’ I whispered as I blushed and hung my head, folding
my arms across my large breasts, suddenly feeling vulnerable.

‘What happened to you?’ he asked as I felt a hand
stroking my hair.

‘A friend tried to … my dad pulled him off me, but
it still scares me when I think about it. He was so rough and aggressive, he …’
I closed my eyes and shuddered at the thought of it. I suddenly felt Logan’s
arm under my legs and another around my back. He picked me up as I looked up at
him wide eyed.

‘I’m going to set you down on the bed, lie next to
you and touch you, gently, until you’re relaxed and wet enough to take me, ok?’
He lay me down on top of the soft duvet and I nodded, watching as he unbuttoned
and dropped his jeans. I took in a shocked inhalation as I saw the bulge in his
black fitted boxer briefs.
That
was supposed to go inside me? He lay on
his side next to me and turned my face to his then kissed me again. Slow,
tender kisses with his hot lips that had me feeling dizzy again. I rolled onto
my side and clutched his waist as he slid one arm under me, his hand palming my
shoulder blade, the other holding my chin and I lost track of time as we just
kissed for what seemed like forever. I felt like chewing gum that had been left
out in the heat of the sun, totally soft and pliable. I sighed as he moved his
hand down to gently squeeze and knead my breast and I pushed my shoulders back,
thrusting myself into his hand, wanting more of his attentions. As our tongues
entwined and our lips swelled, his hand followed my waist down and out over my
hips to grip my backside and squeeze that too. I squirmed, I had such a weird
sensation between my legs and I felt like I was drowning in him. His scent was
amazing, everything about him was amazing. As his hand moved around and a
finger slowly trailed up my thigh I tensed a little.

‘Logan?’

‘You’re safe. I’m going to touch you, but I
promise for the tiny moment that you feel scared, there’ll be hundreds more
moments where you’re sobbing with pleasure. Trust me.’ His voice was so deep,
reassuring and
sexy
that I just nodded and took a gulp as I looked down
at his hand. ‘I want you to watch my eyes, Summer. Don’t look at my hand, don’t
think about what I’m doing.
Feel
it,’ he ordered. I looked back up at
him again and trembled as his fingers moved higher, but for some inexplicable
reason I parted my thighs for him. I saw the corners of his lips uplift into
the sexiest smile, before I let out a high pitched noise as his fingers slid
through me. He was breathing as fast as I was and I could see orange flecks
heating up the grey of his eyes. When he reached, what I could only assume was
my clit, I jolted as tingles spread all through my body and I gasped. ‘Good?’
he asked in a throaty tone.

‘Yes,’ I whispered breathlessly.

‘Lie on your back for me and open your legs wider.
I’m going to caress your clit until you come again, then slide one finger at a
time inside you until you get used to the feeling of fullness. I’ll mimic sex
with my hand so that you can feel how amazing it will be to have me inside you.
I want you to cry Summer, not tears of pain or terror, but tears of pleasure,
understood?’

‘Understood,’ I nodded and did as I was asked. I
bit my lip as my cheeks heated up again. He was looking at my body, my
naked
body, and he looked like he was enjoying it. I needed to get used to this.
Other than a pair of flesh covered knickers, I’d be like this on set soon.
Though I had a feeling that Daron, my co-star, wouldn’t make me feel half as
good as Logan was. I tensed and clutched the duvet below me as Logan circled
that incredibly dense and sensitive bundle of nerves. I felt myself getting
wetter and for some reason my hips automatically lifted, pushing me against his
hand.