“You want me to what?” Madison glared at him.
“Shut down the chopper.”
“Why?”
“I am your employer, I give the instructions, you, carry them out.”
He snapped at her irritably. Damn Deidre, he should have known better to ask her with to the opening of the new art show in Dallas.
“Of course, sir. Anything you command, sir.”
She leaned over and shut the chopper down and sat drumming her fingers impatiently. Of course, little miss redhead had to wait until the blades came to a complete stop before she trotted over on her high heels. Interested to see how she was going to get onto the chopper with her short tight dress and high heels, Madison got out and politely opened the back door. She stood back and folded her arms over her chest, trying to contain her mirth.
First she tried this why, then that, but there was no way she would be able to get on the chopper in a ladylike manner and when Logan caught the mirth on Madison’s face he snapped.
“Don’t just stand there, Miss Phillips. Help her in.”
“Me? She is your date! You help her in.”
She nearly strangled in laughter when redhead tried once more and her dress nearly lifted all the way to mid-bum. Her laughter stopped when she noticed Logan’s eyes on the rounded naked bottom with only a G-string as cover and she stomped closer, grabbed her by her hips and literally shoved her head first on the seat, ignoring the indignant shriek from within. She stood back and slammed the door shut.
“She’s in, sir.”
“Spoil sport!”
He chuckled and walked around to climb in on the other side. When he was on a date he always sat in the back with the ladies, and she had to sit through hours of senseless flirting until she was ready to scream. Why do some women believe men were attracted to females who appeared weak and needed protection?
She jumped in and put her earphones on, then leaned back in her seat and waited. She didn’t have to wait long.
“What are you waiting for?”
“Your last instruction was to assist the lady into the chopper, sir. I am awaiting your next command.”
Silence met her dry drawl and she bit her lip to stop the laughter. She could imagine his expression, just from the chill she felt in her neck from his glare.
“We are ready to go, Miss Phillips.”
She shrugged, leaned over and started the chopper and presently they were on their way to Dallas Love Airfield airport. The art show was held at the Dallas Country Club, a few miles from there.
Madison plugged her iPod’s earphones into her choppers’ and switched on her music. At least that would spare her from having to listen to their incessant flirting. The high pitch laugh of the redhead penetrated even through the music and she increased the volume. She started to relax and eventually sat jiggling in her seat on the tune of the music. She nearly jumped out of her skin when Logan’s hand clamped over her arm. She switched the iPod off and glanced over her shoulder at him.
“I do not appreciate being ignored when I talk to you, Miss Phillips.”
“My apologies, sir. I was listening to some music.”
“Music! You are on duty, Miss Phillips. I expect your attention on me all the time that you are.”
She glared back at him.
“You are kidding, right?”
“No, I am not.”
“Very well. What was it you said?”
“I said I expect you to drive us to the Country Club and wait for us to bring us back to the Airport.”
“What? I am your pilot, not your driver!”
“You are my employee, to fulfill a service and see to my needs. I require you to drive me tonight to the Country Club. You do have a driver’s license?”
“Yes.”
“Then what is the problem?”
“No problem, sir.”
She clenched her teeth and seethed inside. He was going to torture her to death with his redhead! Of all his dates so far, she was the worse. She seemed to be related to an octopus. Her hands were all over Logan the few times she glanced back and if she didn’t have to pilot the chopper, she would have thrown her off, without thinking twice!
She’d just about had it with him flinging all his floozies in her face. The remarks he made to his dates were filled with double nuances meant for her and most nights her libido burned and shivered inside her long before they even reached their destinations.
Upon arrival at the airport, she secured the helicopter and sighed when she turned and noticed Logan and redhead were already seated and waiting for her inside the SUV that pulled up just as they arrived. She dragged her feet but had nowhere to go, but to do his bidding.
She slammed the door and started the vehicle, whilst jabbing their destination into the GPS. She pushed the lever to drive and the powerful SUV shot forward smoothly. She tried her best to tune the couple in the back seat out, but glanced in the rear view mirror when she heard the distinct sound of kissing. She gnashed on her teeth when she saw red tipped fingers around Logan’s face and red lips smashed against his. The sounds were coming from her, moaning as she tried to move her body closer to Logan’s. Madison saw red, especially as he didn’t seem to even try to push her away or stop the kiss.
In her anger she nearly missed the turn and pulled sharply on the wheel and heard a satisfying bump and shrieks from the back seat.
“Dammit Madison!’
“My apologies, sir.”
A glance in the rearview mirror put her mind to rest when redhead moved away from Logan to open her purse and take out her lipstick. Madison grabbed a tissue from her pocket and handed it over her shoulder to Logan.
“What is that for?”
“Your lips seem a tad red for your outfit, sir.”
He grabbed the tissue and she bit back her laugh when he rubbed it viciously over his lips. She could only blame the devil that sat squarely on her shoulder for what followed next, but when redhead spread the lipstick over her luscious lips, she slammed on the breaks and nearly laughed at the indignant scream and the bright red line over her cheek.
“Bloody hell, Madison! I thought you said you had a driver’s license.”
“I do sir, but I never claimed to be a good driver!”
It took a while to sooth Deidre’s bruised ego and he cursed Madison on the one hand, but on the other he was elated that she was so jealous. She could deny it all she want, her attitude against all his dates over the past near four weeks have been hostile to say the least. It was the first time however; she took it to this level. He could not stay the smile that hovered on his lips.
Chapter Five
Madison parked the SUV just on the left of the main entrance into the Country Club. She got out and stretched her arms high above her and sighed. She would have to get some energy boosters if she was going to keep up with his schedule.
It was not long before other chauffeurs flocked around her. When Logan peeped outside to check on her an hour later she sat on the front bender of the SUV laughing and joking with at least six muscled young men hanging onto her lips. She looked up and sighed when he swiped his hand at her, indicating he wanted her to come to him. She excused herself from the laughing group and walked slowly in his direction, nearly faltering as his eyes burned all over her body with every step she took.
“You waved, sir?”
“You are sorely trying my patience, Madison. I just wanted to check on you.”
“You did not need to call me over to check up on me. Where is your … date?”
“She went to the powder room and she usually spends quite some time there, so you can entertain me while I wait.”
“I … you … enterta … oef!”
She swung around to stomp away, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her with him to a secluded alcove around the corner. He pressed his body into hers, effectively imprisoning her between the wall at her back and his hard unmovable muscled body in the front. She gasped when he pressed his erection hard aga
inst her soft stomach and his groan echoed thereafter.
“What … are you doing?”
“What does it look like?”
“I am not one of your floozies!”
“More’s the pity.”
“Let me go!”
He ignored her and leaned closer and his breath whispered hot against her lips.
“Just one kiss, sweet Wildcat of mine.”
“I am not yours …”
Her denial sounded unconvincing even to her own ears and his lips closed over hers. Her panties were already drenched the moment he ground his hard erection against her and his hot tongue delving deep into her mouth send a second rush of wet heat down her body. She moaned and pressed her hips against his, wishing there were no clothes that separated them. Her whole body shivered and she was on fire. He has been stoking her desire for nearly four weeks and she was on the verge of combusting.
Madison moaned and leaned her head back against the wall as his lips left a trail of heat down her neck. He grabbed hold of the top ends of her pilot suit and pulled. The zipper gave easily and opened all the way to her crotch. His hands closed over her breasts and his mouth caught her cry as he squeezed and pinched her nipples.
She shrugged the suit off her shoulders and wiggled it together with her panties over her hips and stepped out of the one leg, whilst her hands searched for and opened his pants. The one hand pulled his pants and jockeys down and the other closed around his shaft. She squeezed and caressed down the length of his fully aroused shaft and he nearly exploded. She lifted her legs and wrapped first the one, then the other around his waist. She still gripped his shaft in her hand and positioned him against her eager sheath. She moved down on him and pulled him hard against her with her long strong legs around his waist.
She moaned and he groaned against her neck and suddenly he was deep inside her, all the way to the hilt and he never even realized how he got there. He reared back and looked into her glittering eyes. She was hot, extremely hot where she closed around him … she fit him like a tight glove and he gritted his teeth.
Madison could not keep still any longer. She throbbed around him, she needed him to move, to take her and make her his … just as she was about to make him hers. She started rotating her hips against him, pulling him into her deeper and kissed him urgently in his neck, her hands locked around his back.
Logan could not control his need any longer. He stopped trying to get past her taking charge and boldly seducing him and taking him into her, so smoothly and so deeply he couldn’t breathe. When she started moving and he felt her naked flesh so hot and so wet against his, he lost control. He thrust into her, so hard and so deep, her body slammed against the wall with every forward plunge.
“God, Wildcat, hold on, this is going to get even rougher!”
Her response was to urge him on, she trashed against him with a wantonness that surprised even her. She was desperate for the release of the tightness in her groin that kept building with each thrust.
“More … I need more! Logan!”
His mouth closed over her lips and caught her scream in his mouth at the same time his fingers closed over her clit to stroke and then pinch. Her body tightened and arched back against the wall, pressing tighter against him and forced him deeper. Her inner walls tightened around his shaft so hard he groaned at the ecstasy of it. Her climax ripped through her and she stopped breathing. He thrust hard, once, twice and then his release shot from all the way up his legs and his quivering hand protecting her back from the wall. The heat of his release filled her with so much force another climax rippled through her and he caught the second scream in his mouth.
He kept his shaft pressed deep inside her until her tremors stopped and his shaft throbbing. He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. They were heavy lidded and he wished he could see her expression, but it was very dark where they stood. He leaned closer and kissed her deeply. His shaft jumped inside her to remind both of them they were still intimately bound.
The high pitch voice of his redhead shuttered the intimacy between them. Madison loosened her legs from his waist and pushed at him, but he refused to budge. She said urgently.
“Your date is calling, sir.”
He sighed, realizing now was probably not the time to try and talk about what just happened, but damned if it was exactly what he expected it would be with her! He withdrew gently from her and stepped away. He pulled his handkerchief from his pocket and dried between her legs, ignoring her screeching and struggles. Then he dried himself and pulled up his pants, watching her struggle into her pilot suit with trembling hands. He pushed her hands out of the way and pulled the zipper up. He lifted her hair from the back and let it fall from his fingers.
“Make no mistake, Wildcat. We are going to talk about this!’
Madison nodded and watched him walk away, her heart thumping wildly in her chest. She has only been intimate with Andreas, and never once has she had a climax with him inside her. Her whole body quivered and her sheath throbbed at the loss of his big, hard shaft inside her. He gave her two shattering climaxes, one after the other. She was in a daze and shuddered just thinking of seeing him with redhead on his arm.
“Oh God, I am going to make a fool of myself!”
She knew she had a very possessive nature and now that she took him, he was hers and she had no intention of sharing him with all his floozies!
Logan could not stop thinking of how wanton and demanding his Wildcat was when she took him in the darkened alcove. Yes, he could not deny it. He was not the one in charge, she took him. And he loved every second of it. He did not even try to enjoy the evening with Deidre thereafter. All of a sudden her false pretense and desire irritated him and he only wanted to go and find Madison again.
Needless to say, the rest of the evening was a total and complete disaster.
When they eventually walked outside he could not find her anywhere and he became angrier by the moment. A young blond chauffeur approached them and cleared his throat.
“Mr. Dalton?”
“Yes?”
“Miss Phillips apologizes for her tardiness, but she apparently had a sudden attack of …”
“Yes! Get on with it, what?”
“Harumph, she had an attack of … floozinitis … and had to go home.” He nearly strangled trying not to laugh,
“Floozinitis?” He struggled to keep his own laughter at bay.
“Just so, sir.”
“I see. Anything more to the message”
“She asked me to take you to the Airport, sir. She drove home with the SUV. She said you can take the fuel usage off her pay.”
“And what about the inconvenience she is causing? Where should I recover that from?”
He shrugged and opened the back door of the limousine and took Deidre’s hand gallantly to assist her into the vehicle.
“I’m sure the two of you will come to an agreement on that, sir.”
“You bet we will.”
Logan fumed. The whole evening his mind was filled with his wildcat. Her uncontrolled passion and wantonness she unleashed on him. He looked forward to taunting her with Deidre on their way home and to find her gone irritated him to no end. It was the first time a woman ran away from him and he didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit!
It was another hour and a half before he locked the hangar after securing the helicopter and he stalked around the building in the direction of her cottage. If she thought to hide away from him after what she did, she had a surprise coming. He tried the door and anger surged through him when he found it unlocked. Did the woman have no sense! Even here danger lurked around every corner!
Everything was encased in darkness, which meant she was already in bed, sleeping. He shrugged out of his jacket and threw it on the couch in the lounge, then his shirt which followed the same path; He toed off his shoes and removed his socks before he headed to her bedroom.
He stood in the doorway staring at the woman sleeping on the
bed. The curtains were open and the moonlight shone brightly into the room. She was on her back, in the middle of the bed, with her one hand on her stomach and the other thrown over her head; her face turned away from him. Only a thin cotton sheet covered her. He walked closer and slowly pulled the sheet from her body. His breath froze in his lungs as her beautiful, naked body was unwrapped bit by bit.
His semi hard erection shot to full arousal in a millisecond. He dropped his pants and jockeys and kneeled on the bed with one knee and spread her legs with his other leg to settle on the bed next to her. He pushed his leg until it pressed against the warm apex between her legs. He reached up and stroked lightly over her one nipple, smiling when both shriveled into tight buds with the second stroke. He rubbed his hair roughened thigh against her cleft and groaned when he felt her heat against his leg
Madison arched her back and turned her head, her eyes opened and she moaned when he rolled and pinched the nipple between his fingers.
“What took you so long, Babe?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down. Her mouth met his half way. She kissed him with such urgent passion he felt his whole body tighten with desire. She caressed his broad back, tracing the rippling muscles and moaned when he pushed his leg harder against her slit, now wet with desire. Excitement rushed along with raging fire through her body to settle in her loins as his shaft pressed hard against her hip.
He nibbled on her lower lip before his lips scorched over her cheek to catch her earlobe between his lips and he sucked softly. Her hips lifted off the bed, her legs hugged his leg between hers in need.
“Oh … Babe, I need …”
“Yes, Wildcat. Tell me what you need.”
She pushed at his chest and made to turn her body to roll on top of him.
“I’d rather show you.”
She screeched in frustration when he caught her hands and pulled them over her head and held them down with his large hand around both wrists.
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