For the Night: Complete Box Set (39 page)

‘
Logan,
’ I mewled. I longed to touch his
naked body again, to feel those hard slabs of muscle beneath my fingers, not
least
that
muscle I could feel flexing at the apex of my thighs. I could
barely recall anything about it, except for how good it had made me feel, how I
loved the taste of it as he’d instructed me in how to lick and suck it. I was
sure I wouldn’t remember what to do, he’d need to show me again. I reached down
with trembling fingers to grip his zip and his fingers immediately circled my
wrists.

‘What are you doing?’ he asked gruffly.

‘I want … to touch you again,’ I whispered, as he
looked up at me.

‘Not yet, this is for you. How long since anyone
touched you, properly?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘When was the last time you had sex, Summer?’ he
demanded, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

‘I … I haven’t,’ I said quietly, ashamed.

‘What?’ he looked at me confused.

‘You were my last. My first and my last. Does that
make me less desirable?’ I enquired as my heart beat a little faster, wondering
if it would put him off me. He lifted my hands to his mouth as his lips curved
into a wide smile.

‘It makes you
more
desirable, to me,’ he
advised, as he kissed my fingers.

‘Why? I’m so naïve, I’ve learned nothing new since
that night together.’

‘Which means that I can be your teacher, in all
things. Everything with you is a first. You’re truly my virgin.
Mine,
’
he breathed, as he rubbed his cheek up and down my hands.

‘But you … you’ve been with lots of women since.’
My voice was shaking at the thought of it, of someone else experiencing tender
moments like this with him.

‘No,’ he shot back, as he flipped his eyes back up
to look into mine. ‘I told you earlier, I’ve been with clients, Summer. I’ve
not had one personal relationship. No one’s meant to me what you did, what you
do. I’ve never broken my rules for anyone.’

‘But I don’t understand why, what’s so special
about me? I’m just …’

‘Sssshhhh,’ he ordered, with two fingers against
my lips. ‘I can’t answer why. I’ve asked myself that question a million times
over. All I know is that no one has ever stirred these feelings inside of me,
invaded my thoughts constantly, inappropriately. I told you I’m falling for
you, Summer. I just want the chance for you to fall with me.’

‘I don’t understand what you’re saying, what you
expect from me,’ I mumbled against his fingers, my stomach fluttering at his
seeming sincerity.

‘Talk tomorrow. Action now. You need to be
reminded how good I feel inside you. Take off the dress. Let me see you in
those knickers I selected to go with your eyes, I want to see if I remembered
the colour right.’

‘You
did
choose them,’ I smiled as I
carefully lifted one knee after the other and slid the dress out from under me.
‘And the car for my parents?’

‘Do we have to talk about your parents when I’m
staring at you virtually naked, with pretty damn indecent thoughts running
through my brain,’ he groaned as he ran the tip of his index finger around my
navel and down to the fitted lace boy shorts I was wearing. I inhaled sharply
as he let that solitary finger skim over the crotch and I dug my fingers into
his shoulders as he let out another groan. ‘You’re wet. All for me?’

‘Yes,’ I blushed. ‘Just looking at you makes me …
excited.’

‘Excited,’ he repeated. ‘I can’t wait to taste you
again, but right now I need you. Remove your knickers, quickly,’ he ordered, as
he released me and moved his hands down to tug at his zip. I did as I was told,
awkwardly yanking them over each ankle and shoe, as I looked back down I took a
deep gulp. He was rolling a condom over himself, however big I’d remembered he
was, however big I’d tried to explain to a wide eyed Mandy, was nothing
compared to what was standing to attention in front of me. He grabbed my hips
and suddenly hissed through his teeth. ‘What did you do?’ he uttered, as he
stared in amazement at my naked pussy.

‘I … it was required by the film’s producers,’ I
replied nervously, trying to read his reaction to my lack of hair, unlike the
last time he’d seen it. ‘It doesn’t please you?’

‘Everything about you pleases me. Kiss me again,
you’re going to need something to take your mind off the pain, because I’m rock
solid for you and it’s going to hurt as much as that first time did.’

‘But the second time will feel better? Just like
it did last time?’ I asked, as he slid the head of his erection through my
puffed up folds and nestled it against my quivering opening.

‘Every time will feel better and better, I
promise,’ he nodded, as he gripped the back of my neck with one hand and forced
his tongue back into my mouth, just in time to muffle my scream of pained
pleasure as he used his other hand to push my hip, bearing my frame down onto
him.

Logan

I kissed her forcefully as I breached her tight
entrance and she flowered open for me. She screamed into my mouth, as I
shuddered and groaned. I’d forgotten how tight and warm she was, I felt like
I’d come home, I was right where I was meant to be. The joy that had flowed
through my veins to hear that no one else had slept with her, since I’d taken
her virginity, was indescribable. She really belonged to me, our time together
had meant something to her too. I slowed the kisses down as I realised she
wasn’t moving on me and my heart warmed. She’d never been on top, she had no
idea what to do. Some men may find that a turn off, not me, I loved it. I had
so much to teach her, so much more pleasure to give her and I couldn’t wait.
Tonight though, I didn’t have time, I was so close to unloading in her as it
was, I needed to make her come so I could find my own release. Training could
start another day. I gripped her backside and slid off the seat onto my knees
and twisted, laying her diagonally along the seat opposite, silently cursing
the fact that I hadn’t reserved the stretch limo for more room. She lay there,
her breasts standing up perfectly, those stunning innocent blue eyes of hers
looking up at mine and I felt like a dagger had just pierced my heart. I never wanted
her to look at anyone else like that ever again. I wanted to be everything she
ever needed.

‘Summer,’ I whispered, as I slowly pulled my hips
back and watched her lips create a perfect large circle as she inhaled. I slid
back in, gritting my teeth as she squealed and a flash of pain flickered across
her face. Wet as she was, I knew I was too big for her again. It was going to
take a lot of practice for her muscles to accept me willingly, but I hated the
fact that I was making her suffer, when I was feeling such bliss. ‘I’m sorry,
I’m so sorry.’

‘No, I wanted this, I wanted to feel again. I’ve
been numb since you drove away that day. Even pain is better than feeling
numb,’ she uttered sincerely.

‘I … I …’ I swallowed the words that were trying
to escape from my throat. It was ridiculous. My second night with her, I barely
knew her, I couldn’t have feelings like this so soon. What kind of spell had
she weaved over me? Her cheeks were a beautiful pink and the tears in her eyes
only enhanced that blue, making her pupils look like volcanic islands
surrounded by clear blue oceans. She cried out again, as her fingers gripped my
biceps and her back arched. ‘Wrap your legs around my hips,’ I ordered between
pants for air. It may not be fast and furious sex, but she took my damn breath
away all the same.

‘Logan,’ she moaned, as she did as she was told
and I angled deeper into her. I pushed my fingers into her hair and clasped her
face as I started to kiss her again, her hands gripping the back of my head as
I moved my hips, slamming against hers as our momentum built. She started
trembling below me, as her muscles started to ripple around my painfully
swollen shaft. God, how I longed to feel the warmth of her insides caressing my
skin, without this damn condom in the way. I couldn’t remember the last time
I’d had sex without one. I moaned, actually moaned, as I felt her crescendo
rising, I was so close to coming, she stripped away all of my self-control. I
started doing multiple times tables in my head to try and quench my desire to
come, but her heated mewls in my mouth kept dragging my thoughts back to how my
cock was making her feel, how she was making
me
feel.

‘Summer, please, I need you,’ I begged, as I
pulled my mouth back and looked down at her through hooded eyes. She was
fighting coming too. ‘I’ll give you more, so many orgasms, give into this one,
now.’

‘Prom … ise?’ she gasped between rapid breaths.

‘Promise, try stopping me,’ I nodded.

‘I’ll … remind you,’ she smiled, as her eyes
started to glaze over. I buried my face in her neck, gently biting and sucking
it as I moved faster, her hands slipping down to slide into my trousers and
boxers to grip my buttocks and drag me further into her, as she started to
quake.

‘God damn it, you wreck me,’ I groaned as I tensed
up and unloaded more come than I ever had into my rubber coat. I wanted to
collapse on her, but I remembered her first experience, where she’d been
trapped below the weight of her neighbour as he tried to rape her, I didn’t
want to invoke the same feelings, so I reluctantly pulled out and kneeled on
the floor as I tied off my condom and quickly zipped myself up. She lay there
on the seat, the occasional convulsion tearing through her sensational body. I
longed to part her legs and lick her, but we were nearly there. I gently pulled
her knickers up to her hips and lifted her with one hand as I hitched them up.
There was no time to put her dress on, so I carefully folded it and put it in
the corner, grabbed my tuxedo jacket and sat her up as she gazed at me
completely stupefied. ‘Hey, lift your arms for me, baby.’

‘I feel so tired,’ she slurred. I smiled, it was
late, she’d had an exciting night, obviously too much to drink and a powerful
orgasm, which after so long without sex was bound to have taken it out of her.
I pulled my jacket around her and buttoned it up, running my fingers through
her silky soft hair which was coming loose. ‘Where are we?’ she yawned as the
limo came to a halt.

‘Home,’ I replied.

‘My home?’

‘No, mine. I’ve never brought anyone here, Summer.
That’s how special you are,’ I replied, as I scooped her into my arms.

‘I’m special,’ she repeated with a smile, as her
head flopped against my shoulder.

‘Very,’ I confirmed, as I kissed her temple and
watched her fighting to keep her eyes open. ‘Go to sleep for me.’

‘But sex,’ she groaned.

‘Can wait until the morning, when you’re feeling
more with it. I’ll wait for you for as long as it takes,’ I whispered
sincerely. She gave me a half-smile as her eyes closed and she nuzzled into my
neck and my heart completely broke, as I looked down at her in my arms. My
beautiful girl was mine again, at least for the night.

Summer

I groaned as I woke up, I
ached all over and felt slightly hung-over. I rarely drank, but when I did, I
didn’t know my limit. I also felt warm and seriously content. I’d had an
amazing dream, that Logan had come back to the party, looking all secret agent
on a mission. He’d told me that he couldn’t stop thinking about me, then we’d
escaped, he’d stripped me in the limo and given me an incredible orgasm. He had
that totally the wrong way around, I couldn’t get him out of
my
mind, if
only it had all been real. I opened my eyes and quickly closed them again, as I
took in a sharp breath. Had I really just seen what I thought I’d just seen?
Logan gorgeously handsome Steele’s face on the pillow next to me? I slowly
opened one eye, then the other, as I held my breath.
O. My. God
. I
hadn’t dreamed it, he was lying there next to me, fast asleep, with a light
dusting of stubble on his square masculine chin. I took a quick look around, I
had no idea where I was, other than in a large comfortable bed, in an all brick
room with a high white ceiling and large windows covered in white slatted
shutters. There was some contemporary artwork on the walls and a large flat
screen TV, but it was all very minimalist and masculine. I peaked under the
duvet, to see I was just wearing my blue knickers, but my mouth went even drier
to see Logan was naked, and hard. I bit my lip as I raked my eyes up and down
his muscular torso, he should have his own calendar, his body was insanely
toned. I slowly reached out to touch his abs and shot my hand back when his
large cock flexed, tapping my belly.

‘Am I in bed with
Curious George
?’ came his
amused voice.

‘No,’ I spluttered as I came up for air,
embarrassed to have been caught looking. His grey twinkling eyes were wide open
and gazing at me, his kissable lips curved into one of his sexy smiles. ‘I
sleep with my head under the covers.’

‘Really? Funny that you didn’t for the majority of
the night, when I watched you.’

‘You watched me?’ I asked, as I bit my lip. He
reached out and tugged it out of my grip then ran his finger over it.

‘I did. You’re kind of difficult to take my eyes
off,’ he nodded, as his hand moved to tuck my hair behind my ear, before he
moved closer. I took a deep breath to calm myself as I felt his firm chest
pressing against my bare breasts and he palmed my face with his right hand. ‘I
meant what I said last night, Summer.’

‘About falling for me?’ I asked quietly.

‘Yes,’ he nodded, as he swallowed hard and held my
gaze, while running his thumb up and down my jawline.

‘I think … I think that I’m falling with you,’ I
whispered, as I felt my cheeks flush. ‘But …’

‘No buts,’ he groaned, as he rested his forehead
against mine. ‘Always with the
buts
. Can’t you just leave that sentence
there?’

‘We need to discuss … whatever this is between us,
Logan.’

‘Can’t we just spend the day together, enjoy each
other and talk later?’ he murmured against my lips, before pressing his against
mine, the briefest of kisses that had me longing for more.

‘You’re stalling.’

‘Yes, because I have a feeling that you’re going
to find excuses not to be with me and I don’t want to face that right now. I
have you here, in my bed and I want to make the most of that. Do you know how
many people even know where I live? My family, best friend, James and Ian my IT
guy. That’s it, Summer. I’m giving you more than I’ve ever given anyone. Work
with me here.’

‘Then I feel honoured, but …’

‘There’s that word again,’ he sighed. ‘Talk later,
right now I want to kiss you properly, taste you on my tongue, run my hands
over this gorgeous body and listen to your whimpers of pleasure as I bring you
to one climax after another, before I bury myself in you and we come together.
Tell me you want that too?’

‘Logan,’ I moaned, just hearing him say things
like that did things to my body. My nipples had hardened and I could feel the
warmth of the dampness between my thighs, the prickle of my skin as my hairs
stood to attention.

‘You want me, don’t you?’ he murmured, as he
lightly kissed me again, his tongue tracing my bottom lip.

‘Yes, but talk first,’ I protested. He was
breaking me, I’d never wanted anyone so much. In fact I’d never wanted anyone
else, ever.

‘Talk may scare away my erection, make the most of
him while he’s eager, when we’re done he’ll need some mouth to mouth to make
sure he’s back in working order again,
then
we can talk. Don’t deny me,
Summer.’

‘Promise me we’ll talk later?’ I sighed as he
started kissing all around my lips, lingering long enough for the sparks of
pleasure to run straight to my core, igniting me a little more with each one.

‘I promise, I’ll never lie to you, you mean too
much to me to risk losing you over a lie.’

‘I do?’ I breathed, my heart and stomach
fluttering.

‘I told you last night, or were you too drunk to
remember?’ he chuckled as he rolled slightly, tipping me onto my back and half
lying across my body as I gazed up at him, hoping I didn’t look like a pathetic
school girl with a crazy crush.

‘When I woke up this morning, I thought I’d dreamed
it all.’

‘Then let me be perfectly clear,’ he replied, as
his thumb brushed back and forth over my cheek. ‘I’m not falling for you,
Summer, not since I’ve had time to sleep and reflect on that comment. I’ve
already fallen, so bloody hard it’s painful. You’re what gets me up in the
morning, you’re the power behind all of my thoughts and actions. You’re driving
me insane, woman. Tell me you’re there with me? Because I don’t want to be in
this on my own.’ He fixed me with an intent stare and I felt like the air had
been sucked out of my lungs. I nodded as my eyes began to water with emotion,
he really had said those things last night, those things that made my heart
sing. ‘A nod doesn’t work for me, I need to hear it,’ he demanded.

‘Yes,’ I replied quietly, terrified of admitting
my feelings for a man I barely knew. ‘I’m there too, Logan.’

‘Thank God,’ he groaned and took my mouth
possessively. Was there anyone who could kiss as well as Logan? I sincerely
doubted it. His kisses affected my head more than those glasses of champagne
last night, he intoxicated me. I could get drunk on his kisses, become a
Loganaholic. I idly wondered if there were support groups around the world?
Loganettes Anonymous, for the women who’d loved and lost him. I shivered at the
thought of never feeling him touching me again and he broke away and looked at
me concerned. ‘Are you cold, baby?’

‘Hot, very hot,’ I sighed. I loved him calling me
“Baby,” implying I was precious to him.

‘You
are
hot,’ he agreed, as his starving
eyes followed his hand down my arm, as he pushed the duvet back to uncover my
breasts with their elongated throbbing nipples. ‘And these,’ he hissed through
his teeth as he tugged at one with his fingers, making me groan. ‘Better than a
walnut whip and they top my
very
short sweet cravings list.’

‘A walnut whip?’ I giggled. ‘How old
are
you?
My grandpa eats those.’

‘How old do you think I am?’ he asked, looking all
affronted.

‘Thirty?’ I shrugged. I probably wouldn’t care if
he was forty, not that he looked it, far from it. He had a fun mischievous
side, I’d seen that last night, but his maturity and experience also reassured
me, especially with my past.

‘Twenty-nine,’ he protested.

‘Six years difference,’ I calculated, given I was
twenty-three now.

‘Does that bother you?’ he frowned.

‘No, what bothers me is that you’ve stopped
playing with my whips. In fact, I think the correct way to eat them is to
nibble and lick firmly.’

‘Is it now?’ he chuckled. ‘I like you feisty.’

‘I like you, all sides of you,’ I replied and
flung my arms around his neck feeling brave and kissed him.

‘Hmmm, you don’t know all sides of me yet, baby,
but I can’t wait to show you.’

‘I thought we were doing action now, talk later?’
I prompted. My body was yearning for him to touch me properly. How had he got
to me so fast? I’d kissed other boys, but none of them even came close to what
Logan had made me feel, that first time he’d kissed me. It was like in him I’d
found my perfect match, but surely life wasn’t that easy? I wondered how many
times he’d been in love and frowned at the thought of it.

‘Your mind seems all over the place, focus,’ he
ordered, I snapped my eyes back to look up at his. ‘If I’m going to pay you
full attention, I want your full focussed and responsive pleasure in return.’

‘Do it then,’ I demanded and cried out loudly as
he dipped his head and attacked my nipple, with more aggression than I’d felt
in him before. It was almost animalistic, his need, and wow, did it turn me on
even more. Something in him inspired trust in me, I just had a feeling that
he’d never hurt me physically, like Ant had. Emotionally was another matter, I
wasn’t one-hundred percent convinced yet. I whimpered as he bit, tugged and
flicked and I pulled at his hair, as I pushed my breast further toward his
mouth. One of his hands slid down into the back of the lace of my knickers, his
long fingers kneading at my voluptuous backside. He didn’t seem put off by my
curves at all. In fact I seemed to get more attention because of them since I
lost my virginity, or maybe I was more aware of my sexuality. ‘Logan,’ I
squealed, as his fingers found their way around and slipped down to caress my
pussy. I cringed, I was soaking.

‘God, I love how wet you get for me, like you
can’t wait, you need me so badly, as badly as I need you,’ he sighed against my
breast.

‘Yes,’ I sighed in response, as I eased my legs
apart to let his fingers slide through me and tease my clit. He lifted his head
from my chest to watch my face, his eyes burning his desire into my skin like a
laser. I dropped my eyes, to break his gaze, as I tried to regulate my
breathing.

‘Look at me, Summer. I want to watch, to see what
I do to you, it turns me on even more.’ I shook my head and tried to touch his
body instead, but his free hand shot out to clutch mine and drag it up next to
my other, up on the pillow above my head. He anchored them together with his
left hand, as his right fingers worked harder and faster.

‘Logan, please,’ I moaned, as I struggled to pull
them from his grasp. ‘I want to touch you.’

‘Look at me, let me see you come and you can touch
me again, grasp my cock and suck me to completion. Would you like that?’

‘Yes,’ I shot back, as I quickly looked up at him
again. ‘
Yes.
’

‘I love how eager you are to learn, Summer. I’m
going to take you to every sexual peak that your body is capable of, some that
you weren’t even aware of and in return you’ll learn all there is about
pleasing me, though just watching you, seeing you come, gives me so much more
than you could ever know.’ He pressed a little more firmly and my jaw dropped
open, the heat rising through my body was intense, though not as intense as the
fire in his eyes. He really enjoyed this, pleasuring me, which made me want to
do the same for him. The thought of holding his thick shaft again, of hearing
his groans of happiness, spurred me on to my own climax, and I called out his
name as my whole body went rigid then shuddered, as tears of happiness rolled
from my eyes. ‘O, Summer,’ he groaned as he dipped his head to kiss me. ‘I
could watch you come all day and night.’

‘You’d … kill me,’ I giggled, as I slowly came
down from my high. He grinned and slowly withdrew his hand and offered me his
wet fingers. When I hesitated he took one into his own mouth, sucking slowly as
his eyes darkened. He groaned as he removed it, then offered me the other. I
hesitated again, it seemed wanton.

‘Imagine it’s my cock, suck,’ he ordered. I
blinked a few times then opened my mouth and let him slide it in. I closed my
lips and hollowed my cheeks as I wrapped my tongue around it, tasting myself
all over him. It was the look on his face that was most enjoyable. His eyes had
narrowed, his lips had parted as his chest rose and fell faster and faster. I
wondered if all men could be so easily pleased, then again he was the only one
I wanted to please. It was like I craved his affirmations, as well as his body
and everything else. I lifted my head off the pillow, my wrists still bound by
his other hand, as I took his finger down to the knuckle as I sucked, then
pulled back again. ‘Fuck,’ he groaned. ‘That’s it, pull harder on the way back
up, drag your tongue as you go, then circle the tip too.’

I did as I was told, loving that he looked so
happy. Just as I was finding my rhythm he pulled his finger out and kissed me
so hard, as he ground his erection into my hip. I squirmed against it, wanting
to feel it inside me again, to feel him on top of me. Until Logan I hadn’t
liked that sensation, even Daron, when he was acting, made me tense up when he
lay on me. I always felt trapped and helpless, but when Logan was on top of me,
I felt safe and protected. His body weight on mine was comforting.