Page 84 of One Night Seduction

Logan tugs on my hair once, forcing my head back to meet his eyes.

“If this is all I’ll ever give you, you’ll say thank you. Do you understand? Speak.”

“Yes, Sir,” I pant.

“What do you say?” he asks as he continues thrusting himself against me.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“That’s my good little Sparrow,” he says before he pulls back more on the last thrust and pushes inside me with a snap of his hips.

My vision spots, and I feel my mouth drop open in pleasure. I look to the voyeur window to see three men stroking themselves while one man eats a woman’s pussy as she watches. It’s such a powerful feeling to know that Logan and I together are enough to make half a dozen people hot. They have to touch themselves or their partner because we put on such a beautiful show.

“Fuck,” Logan groans. “You’re fucking soaked for me. Do you like it when I use the paddle on you?”

I nod my head desperately as a moan works its way out of me.

“Yes, Sir!”

He bends himself over my body, rumbling into my ear as he chuckles.

“Maybe we need some new toys for the house.”

My head turns to look up at him as I excitedly whimper. He smirks at that, delivering me a sharp slap on the ass with his hand as he continues. It makes my pussy clench, so he does it again and again before I’m falling apart. I moan and squirm and wiggle against his cock before collapsing into a messy heap on the bed.

Logan runs a soothing hand up and down my back before pulling out of me and flipping me around. I land on my back against the bed before he pushes my legs up and over his shoulders as he slides into me.

I squirm at the feeling, my pussy feeling extremely sensitive as he begins fucking me slowly. I’m not sure we’ve ever fuckedslowly before. It’s usually a rushed, lust filled, in the moment kind of thing. This, though? This feels different.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking my time with you. Why, do you have somewhere to be?” he teases.

I smile and shake my head as I look up to see the room still filled with people, watching us intently.

“What about them? Aren’t we supposed to be putting on a show for them?”

“They aren’t here for a show. They are here to witness anything that happens between us in this room. They just watched me fuck you, now they are going to watch me make love to you.”

My heart swells as his thrusts push in and out, slow and steady, his mouth running up and down my neck before moving across my face. Every touch, every movement from him is drowning with love. His deep brown eyes never leave my own. Soon, everything seems to fade away, like we are in our own world together. There is no club, no voyeurs, no outward worries or responsibilities. There is just Logan and I together, and right now, it feels like all I’ll ever need.

I feel Logan’s hand come to my pussy, his thumb rubbing slow circles against my clit. I gasp at the feeling, and he swallows the sound by covering my mouth with his. Our tongues tangle together, something about this hypnotic combination sending me tumbling over the edge, again.

This orgasm isn’t as intense, but no less potent. It feels as natural and as easy as breathing. I feel my legs quiver, my pussy pulse, and a wave of euphoria wash over me from my head to my toes. I whimper against Logan, and I feel the moment that he finds the same pleasure. His deep groan practically rattles his chest as his cock swells inside of me, pushing his cum further and further until both of our bodies still.

When we pull apart, he smiles down at me, a heart-clenching, swoon-worthy smile. His hand lifts up to brush some hair out of my face so gently, I can barely feel his touch.

“I’m so in love with you, Sparrow.”

My heart thrums at that. “I love you too.”

Chapter Twenty Nine

Logan

It’s been six weeks since Arianna has moved in. You’d think that both of us would be settling in, getting used to the other, and the honeymoon phase would start to fade. You’d think.

Instead, every day I come home, she is either leaping into my arms, peppering me with kisses, or waiting for me on her knees. I swear to god, I’m the luckiest man in the goddamn world.

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