She didn’t nod her head; instead she replied with a firm ‘yes’ and Logan slid his hands up over her hips, cupping the full weight of her breasts in each hand. When he squeezed her a little harder than he normally did, her eyes closed and she tipped her head back, moaning quietly.
The little wild cat liked it. She liked when he took control, when he used her body for his own pleasure because, in the end, she knew it was her pleasure he was after.
Logan squeezed a little harder, pinching her rosy red nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, listening as she moaned louder, but she didn’t attempt to pull away. What she did do was grab onto his forearms, and Logan stopped cold.
When her eyes opened, he could see the question in her eyes. Instead of explaining, he moved her, corralling her toward the wall that had the towel bar built into it.
Lifting both of her arms, he placed both of her hands on the bar, until she understood what he wanted. When she gripped the bar, he gave her an approving grin.
“Don’t move your hands from that bar.” He ordered, then returned to manipulating her breasts with his hands.
Sam glanced over at Luke, then back to Logan. “Right now, he’s just going to watch. You like being watched don’t you? It makes you so fucking hot to know one of us is getting off just watching you.”
Sam nodded her agreement, making Logan squeeze her nipple harder. He was dying to taste her, to run his tongue over her entire body, lapping up the water as it sluiced over her. “Don’t nod your head. Answer me.”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?” Logan asked, wanting to hear her say it.
“Yes, I like being watched.” Sam stuttered, her green eyes wide, her lips parted slightly as he continued to fondle her breasts.
“How does it make you feel when we watch you?” He asked, leaning forward so his mouth was close to her ear.
“Hot.”
Logan angled himself so some of the water would spray directly on her chest, keeping her warm, though with twenty seven shower jets strategically placed throughout the walk in shower, two rain shower heads in the ceiling, and one hand held shower sprayer, there weren’t many places not getting sprayed at the moment.
“This time Luke’s going to watch while I lick your beautiful pussy.” Logan said, grabbing the shower sprayer from its place on the wall, lowering it to the floor beside them. Sam followed his movements with her eyes, but she didn’t remove her hands from the towel bar.
Luke moved to the opposite wall, leaning on the tile, his eyes glued to the place where Logan intended to move to next.
Before he lowered himself to his knees, he lowered his head to her right breast and sucked her completely into his mouth. Laving her nipple with his tongue, Logan let her moans vibrate through him. When she gyrated her hips, he bit down on her nipple with his teeth, hard enough to get her attention, but not enough to physically hurt her. Logan wasn’t into pain, but he wasn’t past inflicting a little if it brought her pleasure, which he knew it did.
Releasing her breast, he lowered himself to the floor, the hard ground biting into his knees, but what was directly in front of him deflected his attention from the discomfort. Spreading her labia, swollen from her excitement, Logan opened her for his eyes.
He knew Luke would position himself so he could see everything that was going on; making it clear to Sam what brought him the most pleasure.
“Lift your leg.” Logan directed, waiting for Luke to come forward to help her. It wasn’t that they planned out any of their activities, but both of them knew what it took to please a woman, and with Sam, it was clear what she liked.
Luke came forward, taking Sam’s leg in his hand, holding her foot so she could widen her stance, offering Logan an unobstructed view of her beautiful pussy. God she was so hot, her clit protruding, begging for his touch.
Logan leaned forward, sliding his tongue through her slit, lightly grazing her clit. He wouldn’t give her what she wanted just yet. What was the fun in that?
“Does that feel good, Sam?” Luke asked, his tone just as demanding as Logan’s.
“Yes.”
“What do you want him to do?”
“Lick me.” She groaned, her voice muffled as she tossed her head to the side as Logan added more pressure with his tongue.
“Where?”
“My clit.” She said, her breaths short and sporadic. “Please. Lick my clit.”
Logan did as she asked, sliding his tongue over the engorged bundle of nerves, flicking roughly before sucking her clit and rolling his tongue over it.
“Oh, God, yes!” She moaned, her legs giving beneath her.
Luke quickly rectified the problem by squeezing in behind her, putting her body between him and Logan, causing Logan to move back, never releasing her clit from his mouth.
“Put your hands around my neck.” Luke ordered.
Logan glanced up her body, their eyes connecting, her arms up above her, while Luke held her around the middle, one hand holding her leg up so she was wide open, offering her the support she needed so Logan could drive two fingers inside of her.
“That’s it, baby.” Luke spurred her on. “He’s fucking you with his fingers, sucking your clit. It’s so fucking hot to watch you get off. You’re going to come, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Please. I want to come.”
Logan deliberately slowed his movements. He’d let her come, but not quite yet. Picking up the shower head, he held the nozzle so a stream of water was directly on her clit, his fingers still buried inside of her.
With a perfect view of her being held open to him, her breasts high, her nipples pebbled, Logan divided his attention between her heaving breaths and her pussy.
“Come for us, Sam.” Luke instructed, and Sam screamed as she let go, her body convulsing around Logan’s fingers, her clit pulsing as the water continued to spray over her.
Logan forced himself up off of the floor, leaving the shower head on the ground. Luke remained behind her while Logan pressed against her front, sandwiching her between them, similar to the way they had the night before when Logan had taken her ass. The memory had his dick twitching, and he thought he might just come from the thought.
For the first time since they entered the shower, Logan pressed his lips to hers, his tongue seeking the soft, sweet depths of her mouth. He licked her lower lip, her teeth, and then finally thrust his tongue in her mouth, mating with hers.
Pulling back quickly, not wanting to wait any longer, Logan pulled her arms from around Luke’s neck, putting his hand on her shoulder, and gently nudging her down.
“On your knees.” He demanded, holding back the grin as she did exactly as he told her. God he loved this woman. She was so responsive, so open to trying new things and as far as Logan was concerned, there were so many things he wanted to try with her. “I want you to suck my cock.”
When Sam got to her knees, Logan turned her head toward him so he could push his cock inside her mouth. While he did that, Luke took her hand and placed it on his own erection, using his hand to guide hers in stroking him.
Logan never took his eyes from Sam’s mouth as it encircled him, her tongue doing wicked things to him. Her mouth was like a furnace, bathing him in sweet, soft heat.
“Good girl.” He turned her head more so he could angle directly into her mouth, gripping her head gently in his hands, holding her still so he could press further. “Relax your throat. I want to see how far you can take me.”
Sam had given him enough blow jobs for Logan to know how far he could push her. From her own words, she liked sucking him and watching her do it was incredible.
“Oh, damn, baby, that’s so fucking good.”
Pulling back, Logan let her breath deeply, then pushed inside of her mouth once more. She applied more suction, causing Logan’s balls to tighten. She was trying to make him come, and he didn’t want to wait. Pulling back once more, Logan gripped her head in both hands, then began to slowly fuck her mouth, increasing his
thrusts, his entire focus on the wet heat that engulfed him.
“I’m going to come, Sam. I’m going to come down your throat, and I want you to take every last drop.” He ordered.
The way she reacted to his words told him she liked when he told her what he wanted.
She used her other hand to encircle his cock, using it to stroke him tightly while her mouth continued to apply the most spectacular suction.
“That’s it, baby. Fuck, yes.” He groaned his release, his cock twitching as he flooded her mouth. She stared up at him, a heated look in her eyes.
“Stand up.” Logan ordered, keeping her off guard. He wasn’t letting this play out as long as he had the night before. He was strung so tight, his body sated, but their play wasn’t over.
She still needed something and Logan was going to make sure she got what she needed. He moved over to the tiled ledge that doubled as a seat in the shower, taking a seat with his back against the wall.
“Come here.” She walked slowly to him, but she didn’t hesitate, which earned her a small grin. “I want you to lean over me, placing your hands on my shoulders.”
Sam wasn’t tall, especially not compared to him, or Luke, so when she leaned over, her breasts came right to his mouth, her pussy within arm’s reach. For what he had in mind, he needed to be able to reach her. Luke disappeared momentarily, returning with a bottle of lubricant, the waterproof pink vibrator, and a condom, but Sam never took her eyes off of Logan.
“Kiss me.”
And boy did she. Sam ate at his mouth with a vengeance, Logan holding her hips as she leaned over him. This time he was the one looking up at her as she hovered above him. Their mouths mated, his cock once again semi hard. After all they’d done last night, and that morning, Logan knew he wouldn’t be getting hard any more right now, but Sam wasn’t finished. He knew she needed to be fucked, and Luke was preparing to do exactly that.
Logan took the pink vibrator from Luke, thumbing the controls, then placed it on Sam’s clit, her body jerking upon contact.
“Luke wants to fuck your sweet ass, while I fuck you with your vibrator.” Logan told her, wanting to make sure she understood what was about to happen. He wasn’t willing to surprise her in cases like this. After all, this was all about her, and if Sam was averse to doing it, they’d stop.
When she crushed her mouth down on his, Logan took that as her approval. A slight nod of his head gave Luke the go ahead. But, he had to break the kiss, needing to see her, to watch her reaction.
“Spread your legs further apart.” Luke instructed.
Logan couldn’t see what his brother was doing, but he didn’t have to. Logan pulled Sam’s hip so she took one step closer, giving him better access as he slid the pink toy over her slit, the vibration set on low. He wanted to heat her up, not get her off just yet.
Using only the tip of the vibrator, he rubbed against her clit, her hands tightening on his shoulders, her fingernails biting into his skin.
When her expression changed, Logan knew Luke was preparing her. Her head hung lower as she pushed backward, her legs spreading to give Luke better access.
“You like having your ass fucked, don’t you, baby?” Logan asked, keeping her attention on him. Her ass was so tight, and though Logan had fucked her the night before, she’d required a lot of preparation to get there. They didn’t want to hurt her.
“Yes.” The word choked out of her, but she pressed further back toward Luke.
When Luke’s hands gripped her hips, Logan knew his brother was buried deep inside of her. Luke’s groans told the story, and Logan remembered the way her ass had choked his cock, making it nearly impossible to move.
“Look at me, Sam.” Logan told her, looking up into her eyes as he aligned the vibrator with her tight entrance. Turning his wrist, he pressed until the tip slid inside of her, thumbing the controls again to set the vibrations to high. “You’re so beautiful.”
When Luke started moving, thrusting slowly at first, then faster, Logan mirrored his movements, burying the pink toy deeper, pulling back, until Sam’s body was doing all of the work, rocking back onto Luke’s cock, and then forward to bury the toy inside of her.
Logan couldn’t help it, he reached down and stroked his cock, the damn thing was hard again, and he didn’t know how that was possible.
“Logan!” Sam screamed his name, continuing to thrust back, then forward, her body filled to overflowing.
“Come for me, baby. Come for me while Luke’s fucking your sweet ass.”
Luke’s grunts turned into a groan of release as he stilled, Sam still pushing harder. Logan increased the thrusts of the toy while he stroked his cock faster, until Sam screamed his name again, her body convulsing, his dick twitching, come spewing upward, landing on her stomach, Sam’s mouth crushing down on his once again.
Chapter Twenty Eight
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Two weeks later, Sam was sitting in Xavier Thomas’ outer office, waiting on Alex McDermott’s arrival. After the episode with Logan and Luke in his shower, one of the hottest days she’d ever experienced, Sam had taken two weeks to make a decision. Much to Logan’s disapproval, she had done so by taking two weeks of vacation and going back to San Antonio to visit her parents.
After she’d been so easily seduced by both Logan and Luke, after having been overwhelmed with confusion on what she should do next, Sam knew her only choice was to put some distance between them.
He’d been pissed. More than pissed.
She hadn’t cared at the time, although two days into her fourteen day getaway, Sam worried she might have put a rift between them that couldn’t be fixed.
She still didn’t know if that was possible, but regardless where she and Logan stood, she wanted to speak to Xavier and Alex without Logan’s interference.
Understanding had finally replaced her original disbelief that Xavier would want him to deliver their offer of employment with another company. Despite the fact that they were frolicking like teenagers, engaging in sex acts that you only read about, Sam accepted that Logan was her boss.
A chill slipped down her spine at the thought. Logan was her boss in so many ways, her body having decided that when he gave her an order, she responded eagerly.
Shaking off the naughty thought, Sam glanced at Veronica, Xavier’s exotically beautiful, executive admin. She was talking on the phone, her words kind, yet formal, as she informed the caller that Mr. Thomas was not in the office, and she would have to take a message. Sam grinned, understanding the little white lies an assistant often had to rely on when their boss didn’t want to be bothered.
Since her meeting with Xavier was scheduled for nine o’clock, and she still had five minutes to wait, Sam realized Veronica was merely being respectful of time. With a flick of her wrist, Veronica disconnected the call, pulled the headset off of her head and turned her attention to Sam.
A mischievous smile tipped the other woman’s full, red lips, her long black lashes fluttered only once or twice. “I hope you don’t mind that Deanna volunteered your help in putting together the Christmas party.”
Right. The Christmas party. Somehow, during her absence, Deanna had offered Sam’s services in helping the two women to get the upcoming Christmas party planned and executed. Payback for abandoning her for so long, Deanna had told her.
Truthfully, Sam didn’t really mind. She only wondered whether her discussion with Xavier and Alex that morning would change that.
“I don’t mind.” She smiled graciously at Veronica. Sam didn’t know the other woman well, but Deanna spoke fondly of her, and what little interaction Sam had had with the woman had always been pleasant.
“You’re a life saver actually. We’ve only got a little over two months to put this thing together, and I knew I couldn’t do it myself, even if Xavier thinks I am superwoman.” Veronica laughed, a sexy, raspy, feminine laugh that Sam found herself being envious of.
Veronica Sellers was a beautiful woman, with thick, w
avy, black hair that hung down her back, resting just above her butt. With an hourglass figure and ample breasts, Sam wondered how the woman had managed to avoid most of the men in the office to this point.
From what Deanna told her, Veronica had been with XTX for about twelve years, having started out as an admin for one of the finance V.P.’s but quickly excelled to the highly coveted position of Xavier’s admin. She was probably close to fifty, but one couldn’t tell by looking at her. Sam only hoped she looked half as good when she was Veronica’s age.
“Just let me know what I can do to help. I’ll be glad to do whatever you need me to, just give me direction. I’m not good with the party planning thing, and one of this magnitude scares the bejesus out of me to be honest.”
“Well, the marvelous thing is that we have a little time. I’ve reserved the convention center already, since we’re expecting around eight thousand people to attend, and that’s if Xavier keeps it to significant others only and not families.” Veronica stated, her attention turned to the outer door that had opened behind Sam. “Good morning, Alex. Xavier will be just a minute, so if you want to have a seat.”
Sam looked up as Alex stepped into the formal entry to Xavier’s office, nodding her head in recognition and greeting.
Up until now, she’d managed to fight off the butterflies threatening to wreak havoc in her stomach, but seeing Alex made her nervous. She’d avoided calling Logan the night before when she had gotten back to town, wanting to do this the right way. Unsure where her relationship stood with Logan at the moment, she knew the man wasn’t happy with her decision to skip town for so long, Sam had opted to avoid him just a little longer.
If this went as planned, she would actually be taking a position with Alex’s security company, which might just take some of the zing out of what she and Logan were experiencing anyway.
For the last fourteen days, Sam had done little other than think about her relationship with Logan. She’d thought about the heated nights, and the dirty little deeds she’d done with Logan and his twin brother.
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