Page 8 of Indulge

He laughed. “Don’t worry. You’re safe. From boating, at least. What I have planned all takes place on land.”

“Thank goodness.”

His amusement didn’t cease but I decided it was in my best interest to ignore it. This weekend he was in charge. That meant I could end up paying the price for giving him attitude.

Almost an hour had passed since we’d left Duluth when Logan reactivated the egg. I’d been so engrossed in the scenery that I’d almost forgotten about it. Almost. The wetness between my legs made it impossible to completely disregard the object taking up residence in my sex.

“We’re almost to our destination. I don’t want you to come before we get there.”

I opened my mouth to let him know I understood when the vibrations ratcheted up another notch. Releasing a low moan, I tried to breathe through the temptation to rub my legs together. It wouldn’t take much friction to push me over the edge at this point.

“Do you remember the night we first met?” he asked.

“What?” I couldn’t believe he was asking me about this now. I could barely concentrate on not coming.

“I asked if you remember the night we met... at the hospital benefit.”

Closing my eyes, I tried to focus. “Of course I remember. I had to practically beg Stephan to introduce us.”

“I thought he was going to say you were the new woman in his life. Little did I know.”

The conversation was helping. Sort of. Then he placed his right hand on my thigh and everything went out the window except him inching his fingers a little higher.

“I still remember that silver dress you were wearing,” he whispered as he caressed his fingers along the inside of my leg.

“You looked so hot in your tux.” I took a deep breath in and let it out.

Logan took a right off the highway and when we reached a stop sign, he looked in my direction. “By the end of the evening all I wanted to do was peel that dress off you and get my hands on that body of yours. It took everything I had in me not to.”

“I wouldn’t have said no.” It was the truth. I had been drawn to Logan the first moment I laid eyes on him. If he’d asked me to go home with him that first night, I wouldn’t have hesitated.

He made a sound somewhere between a snort and a chuckle but didn’t stop caressing my skin as he turned onto a country road. “Too many years hanging out with Stephan, I guess.”

I looked at him skeptically. Or tried to, at least. I wasn’t sure how well I pulled it off considering that my brain seemed to be hardwired to my pussy at that moment.

Logan grinned and removed his hand from my leg as he turned onto a gravel driveway. He also turned off the vibrating egg. “Come on. Let’s get inside.”

While he went to retrieve our bags from the trunk, I took in my surroundings. There were trees on three sides of the wooden house. And other than a small shed, there wasn’t another building in sight. Even though I couldn’t see around the back of the house from where I stood, I could hear the water lapping against the shore. We were on the beach.

“Do you like it?” Logan asked as he came up beside me.

“It’s beautiful.”

He placed a hand at my back and guided me up the steps to the door. Bending down, he lifted a flowerpot on the small porch and removed a key. It didn’t take him more than a few moments to unlock the door and motion that I should go first.

The inside was as nice as the outside. There was a small kitchen to the right and a living room to the left. Directly ahead was an open wooden staircase leading up to what I assumed was the bedroom.

“The bathroom is over there.” He pointed behind the staircase, next to the kitchen. “I’m going to take our bags upstairs. Go remove the egg and meet me back here.”

“Yes, Sir.”

I went to the bathroom as instructed and removed the egg from my very wet pussy. My sex clenched as I thought of the possibilities for our weekend. We were up here alone in a very private location.

After taking a few minutes to use the bathroom and clean up a little after our drive, I walked back out into the main room of the house. Logan was already there waiting for me, his hands behind his back. My heart raced as I came to stand in front of him.

He looked me up and down before raising a hand and squeezing my breast. I closed my eyes and moaned.

All too soon, he released my breast and moved to stand behind me. I opened my eyes as he reached for my arms and pulled them behind my back. Ropes circled my wrists and Logan made sure they were secured.

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