Page 1 of 21 Week Hiatus

After the gala dinner…

“Don’t you ever tire of watching me sleep, Mr. Peirce?” I mumble incoherently when my astute senses pick up on the adoring gaze of the absurdly attractive man lying naked next to me, observing me with his head resting in his hand wearing his signature lazy, yet insanely sexy smile.

Logan chuckles and affectionately runs his fingertips along my jaw. “How could I possibly grow tired of something so breathtaking, Miss West?” he responds as he leans down to brush a tender kiss against my lips.

“Stop that. Take me down from that pedestal you’ve got me on, Logan.” I whisper, brushing my lips over his. “I don’t belong there.”

My eyes open when I feel Logan draw back slightly, his brows furrowed as he peers down at me with a baffled expression. “You absolutelydobelong there, Savi. More than you’re aware. You’re the most incredible young woman I have ever met.” He affirms, skimming the back of his fingers over my cheek. “I’m crazy about this gorgeous face,” he declarespressing a kiss to my cheek. “I’m obsessed with these sensational lips.” I mewl when he presses his lips to mine and kisses me, to which I respond ardently. “I could spend forever and a day worshipping this magnificent body,” he groans, dragging his lips down the length of my throat while his left hand pushes the bedsheet off, exposing my naked body. “But do you know what I love the most, Savannah?” Logan questions. I stare up at him and smile sultrily as I curl my fingers around his hand and push it down between my legs, grinding my pussy against his fingers.

“This.” I breathe, biting down on my lip. I feel a shiver down my spine as I gaze into those silver eyes, burning with an intense desire that feels almost feral.

Logan strokes my clit lightly, teasingly, and flashes a roguish smile. “Oh, I love that too, of course, but no, Wildfire,” he says, dipping his head and pressing his lips just over my heart. “Your heart. This beautiful, kind heart. I want to take refuge in a cozy corner of your heart and make it my eternal home.”

Damn it Savi, keep it together, keep it together. Don’t you dare start weeping.

“Logan…” With my eyes locked on his, I lift my hand and gently caress his cheek, my fingertips tracing the outline of his lips. “I don’t want you in just a corner, I want you all over it… completely. I love you?—”

Logan shakes his head slowly and presses his mouth to mine, silencing me. “Jesus, Savi,” he murmurs against my lips between kisses. “You make it impossible to feel a speck of remorse when you speak to me in that manner.” He finishes rolling on top of me and I welcome his weight, wrapping my arms and legs around him.

“Good,” I moan, grinding my hips against his erection that is pressing against my core. “The only remorse I want you feeling right now is due to not being deep inside of me.”

Logan bites down on his lower lip as he draws his hips back and I feel the smooth length of him gliding through my slick folds. I shiver when the metal bar of his piercing brushes against my clit and sends a wave of pleasure coursing through me.

“God,” he groans, “believe me Wildfire, every second that goes by that I’m not buried inside your tight cunt fills me with the deepest regret.”

“Then fill me up, Daddy.”

A primal, guttural growl rumbles from deep within Logan at my desperate plea. He thrusts his hips forward, impaling me with just the tip of his glistening cock. “Is that what you want?”

I nod eagerly, my lips parting as I draw in a quick breath. Those piercing silver eyes lock onto mine, and I can feel their intensity burning into my very core. “God, look at you,” he whispers huskily. “You're so insatiable for Daddy’s cock that your eyes just lit up like the fourth of July.” A surge of desire courses through me at his words, my body trembling with anticipation of what’s to come.

Damn it, he’s teasing me. I squirm impatiently under him, lifting my hips and pulling him in at the same time just so I have more of him. “Oh, yes, Daddy, please. I need more. I want to be pumped full of your hot and tasty cum.” Logan bites down on his lip, fighting with everything he has to keep his control, but I can see how desperate he is to just plunge in and hit home.

“Such a needy little slut,” he growls gruffly as he gathers my hands and pins them to the mattress above my head. “I’m going to drown your cunt with my seed. Come Monday you’ll be sitting at your desk still teeming.”

A rush of warmth floods my body as he declares his intentions, the carnal look in his eyes confirming his vow. This gorgeous, magnetic force of a man can split me in half, and I wouldn’t lift a finger to stop him. I can say with absolute certainty that I haveneverfelt such a strong—bordering aberrant—desire for another in my life.

“Yes, yes, Daddy, give me every last drop.” My breath catches in my throat as he stretches me, and sparks of pleasure radiate from deep within my body.

“Fuck.” Logan curses and pauses as he sinks all the way inside me. I make sure to keep my eyes on him. Captivated by his every movement. I soak up the way his eyes roll back. The way his muscular chest risesand falls with every shallow breath he takes and the way his lower lip is clinched between his teeth.So damn hot.“I can’t get enough of the way this sweet cunt of yours enfolds my dick, Wildfire,” he grunts, opening his silver eyes to look down at me as he draws his hips back, grips my waist with his large hands and thrusts into me again making me cry out in pleasure. “That’s it, baby, don’t hold back on me. Let me hear how much you love Daddy’s cock.”

I abide by his command without hesitation and mewl urgently in response. We’re merely a minute in and already I can feel myself coming undone. That spark combined with that deep heat that ignites in my belly starts to flourish with every one of his commanding thrusts.

My body instinctively arches up toward him, my legs encircle his waist. Logan’s hands move from my hips to cup my breasts, kneading and caressing them before he leans down to tease a hardened nipple with his tongue, eliciting a hiss of gratification from me. The bed squeaks louder beneath us as Logan continues to drive himself into me with short but hard thrusts. The hum of his throaty groans combined with the sound of his hips slapping against mine is like music to my ears.

My body is overwhelmed with a multitude of sensations that it's impossible to focus on just one. “Bite my neck,” I pant, digging my nails into his strapping back. Without hesitation, Logan fulfills my request. He releases my nipple and moves his mouth to the curve of my neck, sinking his teeth into the soft flesh just above my collarbone. The pressure isn't enough to break the skin, but it does cause a sharp sting to shoot through me and pool between my legs, heightening my pleasure. My vaginal walls contract tightly around him in response, and I hear Logan mutter a muffled ‘fucking christ’in response.

The scent of our combined arousal lingers in the air, a heady mix of sweat and sex that is both intoxicating and overwhelming. Logan’s lips coast across my jaw and snatch mine in a feverish kiss that leaves me breathless and lightheaded. Before I can catch my breath, in one swift motion he lifts me off the bed and holds me firmly against his body. “Ride me,” he rasps, his long fingers comb through and twist in my hair while he sucks ravenously on the sensitive skin of my neck.

I close my eyes when he tilts my head back. My body moves in sync with his and our skin glistens with sweat under the dim light of the room. Logan’s lips are pressed against my neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses followed by a combination of dizzying sucks and licks that send my nerve-endings into frenzy. “Uh, fuck, that’s it baby, just like that,” he pants. “Fuck me like a cock starved little slut, fuck the cum out of me.”

His words and moans of pleasure are saturated with such need that it urges me to move my hips faster, grind down harder, to hear more of it. My vaginal walls flutter and the muscles in my stomach tauten when I feel that familiar stir starting to build. “Uh, Logan, I’m so… close. Oh, God, I’m going to come.”

Logan’s hands move from my nape to my hips at the same time as his lips find mine. Our lips interlock in a zealous kiss while his hands grip my hips firmly, his fingers bite into my skin as we move together.

“I’ve got you sweetheart, come for me,” he grunts, his lips grazing mine as he speaks. He pushes his hips up and stills while I grind down and explode around him with a strangled cry of pleasure. Logan follows not even a breath after with a deep feral growl of his own. My body is consumed with soul-shaking bliss, my thighs go limp and tremble around him. I can feel him pulsing and the warm gush of his cum spilling inside me with every powerful surge of his orgasm.

Panting, with our foreheads pressed together, we savor in our post orgasmic bliss while our bodies recover and our hearts gradually slow and stop thrashing inside our chests.

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