by Alison Mello
I know she’s wet for me and I need to taste her. I walk her to the side of the bed and push her down, grabbing the strap of her panties so they shred as she falls. She laughs and I toss them aside.
Once she straightens herself out on the bed, I climb between her legs and start lapping up her juices. I could drink her for days. She’s moaning and grinding her hips.
“Skyler, lie still. This is your only warning. I’ll tie you down if I need to.”
She freezes in place, remembering who is in charge in the bedroom. I kiss the inside of each of her legs before I make my way back to her hardened nub. I start licking it slowly, savoring her taste. I know it’s killing her to lay still. I can feel her fighting it and it makes me laugh. I start licking her harder and insert two fingers deep inside of her. I want to see how good she can do at not coming until I tell her to. I work her hard and fast.
“Logan, please, can I come?”
I pull my lips from her clit. “No. Don’t you dare come yet. I’m not done tasting you.” I stop my fingers while I speak to give her a minute to calm back down, then work at her hard and fast again. My fingers are fucking her deep and my tongue is all over her. I take her nub in my mouth and suck on it hard, rubbing my tongue over the tip of it.
“Logan, please! I can’t hold on much longer.”
I stop again, though this time my fingers are still buried deep inside her, fingering her.
“You’ll wait until I tell you to come or you’ll be punished.” I can feel her muscles tightening as she’s fighting the urge and I have to admit I’m pretty impressed. I lower my face to her one more time, removing my fingers so I can rub her clit with my thumb. My tongue is buried deep in her as I lick her insides. I know she’s about to lose it, so I pull my tongue out. “Go.” As soon as my tongue lands on her pussy, she’s exploding all over my face and I love it.
I start to kiss my way to her ticklish hips. I love when I nibble her hips. It causes her to giggle; it is the sweetest sound, and it always makes me smile. I stick my tongue out to kiss and lick my way up her stomach to her breasts. I massage one with my hand while I suck on the other. I know she wants to grind her hips against my erection because I can feel her flinch and then fight the urge.
“You make me so proud.”
She smiles and blushes.
I climb off her to remove my clothes and while I am I can see her legs sliding around on the bed. I must be getting soft because normally I would tell her she was moving again and I would get something to tie her down, but I want to feel her, and now, so there is no time for that.
I climb back on top of her, look her dead in the eyes, and tell her I love her, then kiss her before she can respond. I don’t need her to say it, because I know how she feels about me and me about her.
My kiss is passionate and one full of want and desire. I can’t hold out any longer so I slam my rock hard cock deep inside her and hold still for a moment. She moans and whimpers into my mouth. I’m not going to stop kissing her because I love how she tastes and she loves tasting herself on my tongue. I start to move, giving her what she wants. Her hips start meeting my thrusts. I finally pull away from the kiss so I can pull her legs up onto my shoulders and lean forward so I can get even deeper.
“Oh my god, Logan!”
I smile as I pound into her. She can no longer move because I have her pinned down just the way I like it. Her legs are in the air by my ears as I slide my cock in and out of her. She’s moaning and screaming my name. I know she wants to come, I can feel her muscles tighten around my cock trying to fight it, and I love how it feels. I pound her a few more times, before I tell her, “Come for me, love.”
She lets it go and milks me for every drop I’ve got. I drop her legs and fall forward, still pumping the last of my seed deep inside of her. I’m panting and exhausted from the stressful few days, but we really needed that. Her eyes are closed and I know she’s tired.
“Come on, love. Let’s get cleaned up and changed and then I’ll hold you while you sleep.” She nods, never moving a muscle. I pull her close instead, and we both doze off.
Chapter 12
Logan
“Hey, princess. It’s time to wake up,” I whisper, rubbing my nose against Skyler’s. She grumbles and rolls over. “Oh no you don’t.” I tickle her and she bursts into a fit of laughter.
“Logan, stop! I hate being tickled!” I keep going until she screams, “Okay! I’m getting up! You need to get off me because I have to pee, and if you keep tickling me you’re going to have a wet bed.”
I laugh and climb off of her, admiring the view as she goes running off to the bathroom completely naked.
When she walks back into the room and realizes I’m already dressed, she pouts.
“How come you're dressed already? Did I sleep that late?”
“I let you sleep as long as I could, love, but the new security team will be here in about an hour and a half. Then I want to go car shopping.”
“You're going to replace your car today?”
“And yours. I want you driving something a bit safer. Now please go shower. It’s distracting with you standing there in front of me all naked like that. I brought you some coffee,” I say, pointing to the cup on the nightstand.
She leans down onto the bed and gives me a kiss. “You’re so sweet. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome!” I call out as she shuts the bathroom door.
I head back downstairs to make her some breakfast. Since I couldn’t sleep this morning, I already ate. I was up early after a fucked-up nightmare I had about Sky. I got up and went to work on hiring security and making sure they would be here today. I also sent Jonah a text message this morning to call me when he could. I want to hire two new bouncers to have added security on the weekend and when Skyler is singing. He’s probably just waking up, but hopefully he can place the ad today and get on it in the next few days. For now Sky’s security guard will have to hang at the club when she’s there.
I have my laptop on the counter, confirming our entertainment for tomorrow and telling the caterer to be prepared for a larger crowd this week. I also email an extra bartender to come in and help Kelly manage the VIP sections because they are booked solid again for tomorrow night.
I hear footsteps and I look up from my computer to see sexy legs walking down the stairs. Sky’s wearing these short shorts that my personal shopper bought for her and she looks unbelievable; however, I’ll need to talk to the shopper about covering her up a bit more. I mean Christ, the woman has a stalker and seeing those legs I can understand why.
“What’s wrong, sweetie?” she asks, setting her coffee cup down on the counter.
“Those shorts don’t leave much to the imagination.”
“Your shopper brought them for me and it’s going to be hot today.”
She’s wearing a tank top and a tight fitted V-neck shirt over it with her hair tied back. Looking at her has given me an instant hard on.
“Love, I think you're trying to kill me. How am I supposed to function with you looking like that?”
She laughs. “Death by hard on,” she says.
I swat her ass and tell her it’s not funny. We’ll see how funny she thinks it is later when I shred those shorts and fuck her over the back of my couch. Better yet, I may fuck her over the back of the couch as soon as security leaves before we go car shopping.
I shake off my thoughts and close my laptop, then get up to toast the bagel I pulled out for her while she makes herself another cup of coffee. She plops down on the barstool and I head to the fridge to pull out some cream cheese, placing it on the counter with a butter knife and her toasted bagel.
My phone rings; it’s Jonah.
“I have to take this, love.”
I sit on the stool beside her with my coffee. “Jonah, thanks for giving me a call. Listen, I was thinking about it, and I would like for you to hire two new bouncers. Going forward, I want two of you at the door and Skyler’s security will be standing
by the stage with you during her performances to help keep her safe.”
“No problem. I’ll run an ad today and get working on it. If it’s alright with you I’d like to talk to one of my boys. He just retired from the military and is home for good. He may be looking for a job.”
“That sounds good to me.”
The house phone rings and Skyler gets up to answer it. I hear her say “Okay, Greg, send him up.”
“Jonah, I’ve got to run. Security is here, but keep me posted.”
“Will do. Later, man.”
“Later.” I cut the call as there’s a knock on the door and two guys come walking in. They are both a little bigger than me and both carrying sidearms. One sticks out his hand and says, “Tony.” The other does the same. “Jake.”
“Thanks for coming on short notice. This is Skyler, my girlfriend and the person you’re protecting. I’m Logan, as I’m sure you know.”
They both nod at Skyler. “Ma’am.”
She takes a deep breath. “Guys, this is only going to work if you call me Sky. I’m way too young to be a ma’am, and if we can’t get past that there’ll be issues.”
I laugh because there are times when my sweet girl is so shy and other times when she’s feisty as hell and wants what she wants.
“Please call her Sky. She has enough stress and I don’t want her all pissed off because I’m demanding this detail and you guys are constantly calling her ma’am.”
They both nod.
“Okay, Sky,” Tony says, “tell us about your routine.”
“I’m off most Sundays and every Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday through Saturday I’m either singing or bartending at Thrive. I picked up another singing gig that I start this Thursday night at Club Temptation. I sleep most of the morning because I’m up so late. My daytime routine varies, but usually Logan and I are together so he can tell you what your responsibilities will be.”
“I’d like one of you nearby at all times so if we want to go out we have a tail keeping an eye on us,” I say. “You’ll need to be discreet, especially when we’re out in public. I’m somewhat known because of my mother, but also as the owner of Thrive. I don’t want a lot of questions coming up as to why the owner of Thrive and his girlfriend need security. While she’s in the club one of you will keep watch outside and one of you will be posted by wherever she’s working. If she’s singing you will be in front of the stage with Jonah. If she’s on the bar you will not be far from whichever bar she’s stationed at. Are there any questions?”
“No, we’ve got it,” Jake says, and Tony nods.
“We’re leaving here in an hour to go car shopping. Can you two make sure we’re not being followed?”
“Yes sir,” Tony says. “We’re going to head downstairs to check out the lobby and around the property. I want to know about all the entrances and exits. You have my cell number. Text me when you’re ready to leave and we’ll meet you in the garage.”
“Excellent.”
***
Skyler
The two guards walk out the door and Logan closes it, locking it behind them, and looks at me. His eyes scream dominance and for the first time I fear what is coming next. He smiles. “Nervous?”
“Well, the look on your face is saying you’re about to take charge, and I guess since I’m not sure what you’re going to take charge of, I’m a bit nervous, yes.”
He bursts out laughing. “You really have no idea why I have this look on my face, miss ‘I want to show off my ass’?”
I walk toward him. “I was only wearing them for you, sweetie.”
“Then I guess you won’t mind when I rip them off of you and slap that ass for teasing me. I had to stand behind the snack bar just now so I wouldn’t show off the hard on I’m sporting.”
A giggle escapes me. “I’m sorry, Logan. I didn’t mean for that to happen.” I give him my sweetest smile and his mask slips a little, though he quickly recovers.
He walks over to the couch, beckoning me over with his index finger. When I get to him, he unbuttons my shorts and pushes them down my legs.
“I don’t mind you wearing shorts, but that ass is mine and no one else will see it. Am I clear?”
He tears my shorts so they are no longer wearable. He turns me around and leans me over the couch. “You have earned ten smacks, and then I’m going to fuck you good, but you won’t come. Do you understand me?”
When I nod he snaps, “Answer me.”
“I understand.”
“Good.” The first slap hits the right side of me.
“One,” I say.
The second one comes down on my skin.
“Two.”
The next few are quick, then he takes a minute to rub my ass, squeezing and massaging it. His hand comes down again, and when it does his fingers slap my pussy and I nearly come.
“Six.”
He bends down to kiss me then quickly slaps me again. “Sev—” again before I can even finish my count, “eight.” The last two he purposely slaps me so his fingers are nailing my pussy; he knows it’s going to make it hard for me not to come.
I hear him fumble with his pants and I don’t dare move; I’m dripping wet and ready to explode. Without warning he slams his cock deep inside me and I instantly fight the buildup that he has created. He’s pounding into me and it reminds me of my past relationships and how cold they were. He’s fucking me hard and for his pleasure only.
“Oh yes, love. Your pussy feels so good.”
“Logan, please. I need to come.”
He grabs my hips and pulls me toward him so I’m meeting him thrust for thrust. “You won’t come,” and as he says it, I feel him empty himself inside me. I’m frustrated both sexual and emotionally, and as soon as he pulls out of me, I run up the stairs and straight to the bathroom.
I hear him yell, “Don’t you dare rub one out either!”
I can hear him coming up the stairs as I go in search of another pair of shorts that are not as short as the others and I fall to the floor crying when I can’t find any. All of my shorts are that short, which means I have to wear leggings when it’s eighty-five degrees outside.
When he appears at the doorway he has a look of confusion on his face when he sees me. “Love, what is wrong? Did I spank you too hard?”
I shake my head. “All my shorts are too short, so now I have to wear pants and it is hot out. And to top it off I didn’t even get to come, so now I have nothing to wear and I’m sexual frustrated.”
“I’m sorry, love. I only wanted you to see how frustrated I was standing there in front of two men with a hard on.”
“I didn’t pick these clothes! They were picked for me, so that isn’t fair.”
He sinks to the floor beside me. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I thought you were trying to be a tease because you know I love your ass. I wasn’t thinking about the fact that they were bought for you and I was embarrassed I couldn’t leave the snack bar, so I got even madder at the thought of you teasing me. How can I make it better?”
“You can take me to buy some shorts that I can wear without my ass hanging out.”
“You got it. And I’ll make the rest of up to you later, I promise.”
I stand from the floor and change my clothes so we can go out.
***
Logan
Seeing Sky on the floor crying nearly broke me. God, what was I thinking? I saw her in those shorts and freaking lost it. Now I need to make it up to her. She walks into the bathroom to wash her face and freshen up. I pick up the shorts and take them into the bathroom to her.
“Here, love. I want you to wear these. We’ll go shopping after we pick out a new car for you.”
She rewards me with the most beautiful smile. “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”
“Today I didn’t, but I’m going to fix that. Come on, I have a surprise for you.”
“Can you tell me what it is?”
I chuckle. “I can tell you that I changed my mind
about the kind of car I want to get you and I know where to go to get it.”
Skyler is excited to see what I’m getting her and I’m thrilled to see her so happy after I messed up so badly. We climb into my rental car and head down the highway to the Porsche dealership. I need to get her a car that she’ll look good in and I have decided that a Boxster is the car for her. I may get her something a bit bigger later, but for now she deserves something fun. She’s fidgeting in the seat on the side of me, and I can’t help but wonder what’s going through that beautiful mind of hers.
“What’s up, love?”
“I’m not good with surprises. I’m anxious to see where you’re taking me.”
“I’m taking you to buy a car that you’re going to look magnificent driving. Did you like my convertible before it got all messed up?”
She gives me a sideways grin. “I loved your convertible. You can almost always drive with the top down here!”
I pull into the local Porsche dealership.
“Holy shit. You’re buying me a Porsche?”
“To be more specific, I’m buying you a Boxster. Red with black top and all the top notch gadgets inside.”
“Thank you, Logan. Isn’t that a bit much, though? I mean, you can buy me an Audi or a BMW if you want me to have something nicer, but a Porsche?”
A salesman walks up to us. He shakes my hand and says, “Hello, I’m Joe. What can I do for you today?”
“I’m Logan Michaels, and this is my girlfriend Skyler. I would like to buy her a Boxster. Do you have any available in the deep red on the lot?”
“I certainly do. Follow me, please.”
Skyler and I walk hand in hand behind him.
