Page 25 of 21 Week Hiatus

“Oh, God, both, I want both.” I lament when I feel the pressure building deep in my groin. Logan smiles and bites his lip while he watches me raptly as I start to unravel.

“Fuck, I love what a keen little slut you’ve become. You’ll do anything to please Daddy, won’t you, sweetheart?”

“Yes,” I pant, rocking my hips to meet his thrusts as I chase down my orgasm. “Oh, yes, yes, I’ll do anything for you, Daddy.”

“And Daddy will do anything for you, baby, because you’re such a good fucking girl and he’s so in love with you.” Oh God, I’m done for. I surrender to the pleasure that consumes me as I reach the pinnacle of my release.

“Fuck, Logan, I’m going to come,” My nails dig into his muscular shoulders while every muscle in my body stiffens and every nerve ignites, sending me hurling toward my orgasm. My body shakes uncontrollably. I forget how to breathe. All I can focus on is the blinding pleasure that’s surging through me. Logan pushes his fingers deep inside me when my walls start to contract and squeeze his fingers. He presses down on my g-spot and rubs, intensifying the already all-consuming and soul quaking orgasm that’s got me shaking uncontrollably.

Just as I am teetering on the edge of sweet release, the bathroom door swings open with a loud creak. My body tenses in surprise and mymind races as I hear the startled gasps of a group of girls who have stumbled upon us. The pounding of my heart and the blood rushing through my ears drown out any sound from outside, but I can sense their presence. The door closes behind them with a resounding thud, trapping us in this intimate moment.

I brace myself for their disgusted reactions, expecting them to scream and run to get security. But instead, they stand rooted to the spot, either too shocked to move or genuinely interested in what is unfolding before them. They exchange glances, their eyes wide with both curiosity and incredulity.

Logan presses his forehead against mine and turns to face the women with a cocky smirk on his face. “Don't you dare stop,” he growls huskily, gripping my jaw and turning my face towards them. “Look them in the eye and show them how you come for Daddy, sweetheart.”

My entire body flushes with embarrassment and arousal at his words.

Oh, sweet, Jeezus.

The mind-blowing orgasm I'd been building towards still lingers tantalizingly close enough for me to taste it. My chest rises and falls rapidly, my cheeks burning hot as Logan wastes no time in working me up all over again. Within moments, I am trembling and convulsing against him once more. As I make eye contact with each and every woman in front of me, I can see the mix of astonishment and desire on their faces. My vision blurs and my mind hazes as I explode in a frenzy of sensations, chanting Logan’s name while he praises me and sends me into blissful oblivion. This forbidden act only adds to the intensity of my pleasure, making every touch and every word feel even more exhilarating.

“Fuck yes, such a good girl, baby, that’s it, keep coming for me. Fuck my fingers through your orgasm like the desperate little slut you are.” Logan asserts hoarsely. I can feel the warm secretions dripping down my thighs where I’ve squirted, soaking Logan’s hand entirely. My hips rock back and forth riding out every last sensation of my release until it vanishes leaving me a heaving mess in its wake.

“Shit.” I pant breathlessly while my limbs tremble as I bask in my post orgasmic bliss, and I go limp against Logan who draws my mouth to his to kiss me hard and dirty. I moan into his mouth when he sucks and teases my tongue until he draws away abruptly, leaving me in a stupor while he stares into my eyes.

“You’ve made a real mess here, Wildfire.” Logan says with a smirk as he pulls his fingers out of my soaked pussy and runs them over it. I can't help but be completely enamored with this man. While I try to catch my breath, Logan turns his attention to the three women standing by the door, their eyes filled with intrigue. “My girlfriend orgasms beautifully, doesn’t she ladies?” he boasts cockily while his hands slowly lift my dress up until its bunched around my hips. “Now, you girls have a choice. You’re more than welcome to lock that door and stay and watch while I get down on my knees and lick up every drop of her cum, or you can leave.”

My heart is racing as I look between Logan and the women in the room. We wait as they exchange glances, and then the tallest one nods at the blonde beside the door who reaches over and locks us all in the bathroom.

Wow, I really thought they would leave, but I'm surprised to find that I am secretly pleased they chose to stay. Shit, when did I become an exhibitionist? It's a far cry from the timid, conservative girl I used to be.

Logan is the best thing to ever happen to me and I don’t regret a single thing. Why bother with the traditional notions of marriage and starting a family when the man I love has vowed to take me on adventures, to show me the wonders of the world and create memories that will last a lifetime. No mundane routine or societal expectations can compare to the thrill of exploring the unknown with him by my side, creating memories that will last a lifetime.

Our love is our own unique journey, filled with endless possibilities and boundless love for each other and if it ever came down to choosing him or a life with marriage and kids, I would always choose him without question nor hesitation. Who would have thought that a meaningless one-night stand would lead me to finally finding my forever person.

“Spread your legs for me, Wildfire.”

I bite down on my lip, my legs parting for him as he kneels in front of me. His grey eyes blaze with such intense desire that it sets my stomach aflutter. While our future may be uncertain, with him by my side I find comfort in not knowing. Maybe it won’t work, maybe it will, but for right now, I want to focus on the present. The fiery passion between Logan and I ignited in the most forbidden of circumstances, a flame that we both reveled in. The thrill of sneaking around and the danger of getting caught only made our love burn hotter. As long as he continues to gaze at me with those adoring eyes, I am willing to blindly follow him into any situation, no matter the risks. Our love is like a moth to a flame, dangerous and all-consuming, yet we cannot resist its pull. Those same captivating eyes that drew me in seven months ago hold a thousand stories within them, each one more enthralling than the last. It's in these moments when our eyes meet and we share an unbreakable bond, that I feel a sense of belonging.

There is no longer any doubt in my mind; Logan Peirce is without a doubt my forever person.

This wickedly gorgeous girl is going to be the death of me.

“Logan, where are we going?” My fingers interlace with Savi’s as we navigate through the crowded bar, her touch sending electric currents through my body while we make a beeline for the exit. The romantic night I had planned for us in the city has certainly taken a rather unexpected turn—not that I’m complaining because what just happened in that bathroom was by far the hottest fucking thing I have ever experienced. How I managed to survive this long without Savi in my life is beyond me because she is simply un-fucking-real.

I’m practically feral after our steamy little exchange in the bar. As a possessive man, I tend to get protective over those I care deeply about. And while Savi can be just as possessive as me, she claims that I get more territorial over her than she does over me. So, we made a playful wager to see who could make the other jealous first. What I didn't expect was how turned on I would become by the entire situation.

Savi’s essence lingers on lips, every time I lick them, I can taste her succulent cunt and it’s making me crazy.

I’m bursting to kiss her, so as soon as we round the corner after exiting the bar. I push her up against the wall and zealously claim her lips. When Savi’s back meets the coarse brick wall she gasps in surprise and moans into the kiss as I greedily swallow the sound.

Fucking hell, my dick is throbbing so intensely that it feels like a steel rod, straining against the confines of my jeans just demanding to be buried inside her… and my God am I burning to give her a fuck she will never forget.

Savi's hands reach up, clenching my shirt and pulling me closer as she eagerly responds to my kiss. We’re like two drowning souls clinging to each other, sharing every last bit of air until there's none left to give. “You’ve got me so unbelievably horny Wildfire, I’m so desperate for your pussy that I’m fighting every urge to not fuck you right here.” I pant as we reluctantly pull away from the kiss, gasping for air as if we’ve been submerged under water. Our chests rise and fall rapidly as we try to replenish the oxygen that has been consumed by our passionate kiss.

Savi licks her lips and smiles impishly and circles her arms around my neck and sighs when I pepper kisses along her jaw. “While I would love nothing more than to have you take me right here, I think we have filled our quota of public indecency for one night.”

“Mm, baby I would never, you deserve better than to be fucked in some dirty dark alley.” I affirm pulling back so I can look into her eyes. Savi holds my gaze and smiles prettily. “Were you serious about what you said in the bathroom or were you just caught up in the moment?” I ask, brushing a strand of her hair away from her face.

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