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I grin. “Hm, well, you never know.” Her eyes widen and I give her a charming grin. “Just kidding. You may have discovered that I’m quite a sadistic asshole, but I’ve never tied up any strange women to the walls of my apartment before. Actually, I don’t tend to meet women outside of The Whisper.”
“Really?” This time she can’t contain her surprise.
“Nah. Up until now, I was used to getting what I wanted, whenever I wanted it.”
“And what is it you want now?” Her voice is soft as lace and the sound of it goes straight to my dick. I pull my arm around her shoulders and pull her flush against me, breathing in her subtle perfume. My mouth finds her ear and I whisper, “Let me show you what I want, with you.” I tug gently on her earlobe and feel her shiver. She nods and I pull her onto her feet with a groan. “Come on then.”
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
SUNDAY NIGHT – ANGÉLIQUE
We make our way back to the hotel room and my stomach fills with anticipation. I’m nervous and I don’t really understand why. I just want him to want every single piece of me, like I want him. The moment the door closes behind us, he has me pinned against the door.
“I’m still a virgin,” I breathe and his eyes twinkle as he stares intently into my eyes.
“False.”
I give him a small smile. “Very good. But…I don’t have a lot of experience, Logan. I—” His lips crash onto mine.
“I know,” he breathes against my mouth. “We have all the time in the world.” And just like that, he lifts me up and lays me down onto the bed. We are on our sides and he props himself up on his elbow, while we drink in each other's faces.
“Tell me about The Whisper. About these women. I need to know how you usually do this.”
He looks at me in a curious way and my eyes catch his teeth as they sink into his lower lip. “I’m the one in control,” he mumbles, his voice thick with lust. “I call the shots. Like this.” With a firm hand he pushes me onto my back and straddles my waist. His blue eyes have that same naughty sparkle that pushes these women to submit. He’s gorgeous, and demanding. Powerful and sexy. His fingers unbutton my blouse and play with the curves of my breasts. Light sparkles through my core.
“I let them massage my shoulders, back. My ass…” he whispers, voice hoarse. His hands move to my shoulders and massage the tense muscles. “I let them tease my hot skin with their hands, lips, and tongue.” He bends forward and traces lines with his tongue, starting at my collarbone and going down to my breasts. I gasp and feel my pussy clench with anticipation. He hums on my skin, mouth toying with a puckered nipple, his free hand playing with the other. “My mouth, my neck, my cock,” he whispers against the heat of my breast. I pull up his head, panting.
“God, you’re so sexy,” I mumble. He chuckles, and then his lips are on mine. My stomach jolts, electricity blasting through it. He sucks at my bottom lip and flicks his tongue into my mouth. I moan into the kiss, turned on by his words. He’s got so much experience, and it should revolt me, or at least shock me, but instead, it’s a huge turn-on. Our kisses ebb and flow like the tide of lust and the rhythm of our bodies moves so perfectly in sync as he grinds against me.
“Fuck, Angélique, I need you to say that you want this. That you want me.”
There’s something about the way he pronounces my name with his American accent, the way his voice sounds gravelly and low, the way I want to be so fuckinggoodfor him.
“Say it, angel. I need to hear you say it. “
“I do.” I clear my throat. “I want you so bad.” His finger brushes ever so softly against my lower lip as a sly smirk appears on his face, creasing his chiseled jaw slightly.
“That so?”
“Yeah.”
“Then take me.” I lean forward to his toned chest and swirl my tongue gently around his hard nipple, pinching the other one between two fingers. He hisses.
“Hm, so good. Can you do it a bit harder? I like it hard. Yeah, just like that. Hm.” His soft moans send shivers down my spine. “Need your fingers on my belly. Lower, yeah, like that.” My hands trace the toned muscles on his body as they follow the thin line of hairs that disappear further down to the V of his abs. His erection’s visible in his pants, showing a hard bulge my fingers itch to touch. Can I…?
“Why don’t you feel how hard I am for you, baby? Don’t be shy.” He’s looking at me, with a hooded gaze, pupils dilated with lust. When I look up, his smirk turns into a sexy grin. I bite my lip and brush my hands over his hard cock and his lips part, letting out a gasp.
“I loved your mouth on my cock,” Logan muses and touches my lips with a finger. “Like they were made to be wrapped around it, ready to please me when I want it.” The words shouldn’t be as sexy as they are, they shouldn’t send a shudder of desire through me. But they do. I tug down his pants and briefs and bring my fingers to cup his balls. I take his long, thick cock in my hand and stroke him firmly.
“God, this feels so fucking good,” he breathes.
My lips find his again as I drag him into a kiss, licking and nipping at his mouth until he’s moaning and thrusting his cock into my hand. This new feeling of power, of being the one giving pleasure is such a turn-on.
“Baby…” Logan pants. “You’re amazing. But I want this to last a bit longer, unless you want me to ruin the fun by coming all over your hand.”
Before I can react, he flips us over and pins my hands above my head, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses all the way to my stomach while he moves to lie between my legs. I run my hand through his hair and he starts to lick my clit. When he adds a playful finger inside me, I cry out, quickly slapping a hand over my mouth in an attempt to keep it in.
“Don’t. I want to hear every single moan from you, angel. Show me how much you love it.”
