by Kaylee, Katy
Logan walked over and opened the passenger door, reaching in and carefully unbuckling him from the seat. He lifted him up and put Bradley’s head on his shoulder. When he turned around Amber was just staring at him. “Grab the car seat, okay?”
Amber nodded, acting strange, but Logan just ignored it. He stood to the side as she loaded the car seat and then set Bradley gently inside, stepping to the side so Amber could buckle him in. She slid in next to him and Logan took the front seat with the chauffer. They headed over to her condo and parked the car out front. He got out and headed to Bradley’s side, opening up the car and pulling him out as Amber grabbed her bags. “You don’t have to carry him.”
Logan smiled. “I like it. He’s a cool little kid.”
She smiled and headed to the elevators. They climbed inside, but didn’t say a word to each other the whole way up. The elevator opened, and Logan followed Amber to the condo and went inside. She set her keys down and motioned for him to follow her. They went into Bradley’s room, which Logan was completely in awe over. It was a deep blue with planets and solar systems painted all over it. His furniture looked like small space shuttles, and he had his own walk in closet.
Logan laid him gently down on his planet sheets and stepped back, letting Amber attend to him. “I’ll step out here.”
She nodded and smiled and he turned, walking back down the hallway. He thought about leaving; that was what she had originally said she wanted, but he couldn’t just do it. He wanted to at least be able to say goodnight to her. Instead, he put his hands in his pockets and paced the entry way, looking at the different art pieces she had on the wall. To the left was a large canvass with two large green eyes. It was almost mesmerizing to look at, with how the broad strokes were painted, how the colors seemed to sparkle, and how the eyes never left you.
“I found that at an art market in the Valley,” Amber said, walking up behind him.
He turned toward her. “It’s cool. Like eerie, but interesting at the same time. They are actually about the same color as my eyes.”
Amber looked at the picture and then back at him. “Huh, that’s funny. I never even thought about it. Crazy, since your eyes are so unique. But anyway, thanks for the ride, I really appreciate it. I hate when Bradley misses his bedtime. He’s a horror the next day.”
Logan stepped closer. “It was no problem. I want to make sure that the two of you are safe and taken care of.”
He took another step closer, feeling that pull, that magnetic grasp that she had on him. She stepped forward too, her chest heaving. “We appreciate that. No one really looks out for us like that.”
He was almost touching her body with his. “That’s a damn shame.”
They stared at each other for a moment, then Logan leaned forward, kissing her long and hard. He gave zero fucks at that point.
35
Amber
Amber sighed and leaned into him, lifting her arms up and wrapping them around his neck. She wanted to fight him, but gave up after about two seconds. She knew that when she was feeling like that about him, there was no use in fighting it. She just needed to give in. He had been the perfect gentleman all night long. He had played with Bradley, he had smiled at her across the table, and then he had taken her home and carried Bradley all the way upstairs.
Amber had spent so much time being self-sufficient that she didn’t know what it was like to have someone there to help shoulder the burden. Whether it was something that would last or not, she didn’t care, and she realized just how much she felt like she needed Logan in that moment. She twisted her fingers through the curly ends of his hair and opened her mouth, letting his tongue explore hers. Her body was pressed tightly against his and he had his other arm wrapped around her waist, making sure she couldn’t run off anywhere.
She leaned up on her tiptoes and he lifted her off the ground, wrapping her legs around his waist. They stood there in the entry way unable to move any further. They were completely and totally wrapped up and lost in the kiss that they were having. It was passionate, emotional, and had more to it than just lust, from both sides. Butterflies were churning wildly through her stomach as she felt the explosion of emotion between them. There were fireworks going off in her head, and the feeling of his heartbeat against her chest made her sink even further into him.
Slowly, he lowered her back to her feet and she took his hand, not saying a word, and led him down the hallway into her bedroom. She closed the door behind them and walked up to him, staring him straight in the eyes. She went to reach for his shirt buttons, but he grabbed her wrist, smiling. He ran the back of his hand down her cheek, across her neck, and between her breasts. He carefully unbuttoned each button of her blouse and slid it off her arms, letting it drop to the floor.
Logan leaned forward and kissed her skin as he unclasped her bra, spilling her breasts out. As he stood back up he rubbed his palm over her nipple and pulled on her skirt, dropping it around her feet. He took her hand and helped her step out of it before leaning down and cradling her in his arms. She held tightly around his neck, kissing his rough cheek as he carried her to the bed. Carefully, he laid her down and slipped her panties off, setting them on the nightstand.
He didn’t say a word, just stared intensely at her, scoping over every single part of her body. He unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, his tight muscular body glimmering in the light from the moon. He took off his pants and shoes and rubbed his hand down his hard shaft. Slowly, he pulled himself over Amber and she watched as he skimmed his lips against her flesh, carefully pressing his lips to her skin as he went. He moved over her entire body, kissing her breasts and down her stomach. He trailed his fingers over her stretch marks from Bradley and kissed them too, before moving back up to her lips.
He hovered over her, just inches from her lips. “You are so beautiful.”
She could feel the heat moving to her cheeks, not expecting that kind of gesture in the least. Her breath caught in her throat and she thrust her head up, kissing him deeply. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pulled him down beside her, turning on her side to face him. They laid there, intertwined, their bodies touching and their lips swirling over one another’s. He moved his hand down her stomach and between her legs, cupping her pussy. She moaned softly as he rubbed her clit, keeping his lips pressed to the skin on her neck.
Amber’s eyes rolled back from the feeling of his touch and she rolled over, spreading her legs apart. He followed her, pleasuring her at every moment. He pulled up onto his knees and ran his hand down her mound, collecting her juices and back up, rubbing circles around her clit. She stretched her arms out to the sides and moaned, grabbing tightly to the bedspread. He moved his hand down again, this time dipping two fingers inside of her and then pulling back up. She reached down, laying her hand on top of his as he repeated the motion over and over again.
Amber could feel the fire burning deep inside of her, the pleasure completely engulfing her senses. She reached up and grabbed his cock, pulling it out of his boxers and rubbing her hand down the firm shaft. He groaned and pushed his fingers back inside of her, this time as deep as he could go. She screamed out in pleasure, lifting her hips from the bed, feeling him flick the tips of his fingers inside of her. She gripped his cock tighter as he moved faster and faster, fingering her at full speed by that point.
Her head flew back and her mouth opened, feeling the heat igniting. He bit his lip and watched her. “Yeah, baby. Cum for me.”
Her legs dug into the covers and her back lifted up, arching into the air. She screamed out as her body shook with orgasm. She could feel her juices explode down his hand as he continued to finger her, slowing ever so slightly each second. She white knuckled the blanket for a moment longer before letting the air out of her lungs and lowering herself back down onto the bed.
Logan smiled and pulled off his boxers, rubbing his hand up and down his cock. Amber lifted herself up on her elbows and licked her lips, loving the sight of him stroking
his cock. She slid her fingers between her legs and gently rubbed her sensitive nub. He moved his hand up and down the shaft and over the tip, groaning as she made circles over her pussy. She wanted him inside of her so badly, wanted him to fuck her until she came.
She reached out and grabbed his cock from his hand, nodding. “I want you so bad.”
“Mmm, I want you too,” he groaned, climbing over top of her.
He pushed her knees up by her chest and grabbed her under the hips. Pulling her closer, he directed his cock to her pussy, pushing easily into her. His cock glided through the wetness dripping from her skin and he didn’t stop, pushing all the way until she could feel his balls bouncing against her ass. She gripped her knees and held on as he immediately pulled back out and slammed into her. Over and over again, he beat her hard with his cock, slapping his body against hers. She could feel every wrinkle, every ripple, and every vibration his dick had.
She stretched her legs down to the side and slapped her hands against his ass. With every thrust she lifted her hips, grinding hard against him. She dug her fingers into his ass cheeks, slowing him down as he pulled out so she could feel every sensation. She leaned her head back and moaned, closing her eyes.
He shifted and pulled back, grabbing her under her back and flipping her over onto her stomach. She giggled as she bounced on the bed. He reached around her and brought her onto her knees. She pulled her upper body up and forward, grabbing onto her headboard. He slapped his cock against her ass a couple of times and then dipped down, pushing up inside of her. She gripped hard against the headboard as he held her waist, pushing into her again and again.
Her hands wrapped around the metal bars as she took him into her over and over. The more he fucked her, the wetter she got, until she could feel it dripping from her. He leaned his body forward and wrapped his hand around her, rubbing his fingers through her folds. He found her clit and started to caress it as he slammed into her.
Amber couldn’t believe it; she could already feel her climax coming again. She huffed and puffed, whimpering in between as he moved faster. “God, yes. Again. Make me cum again. Cum with me baby. I want to feel it.”
He growled loudly as he thrust his hips upward, holding tightly to her clit. She whipped her head back and forth, the heat exploding inside of her. She leaned her head back and held her breath as her entire body stiffened. He grabbed her waist with both hands and gyrated his hips in and out as fast as he could. With one last hard, deep thrust he came hard inside of her. He held tightly to her body as he groaned into her ear, pushing up slowly and steadily. She could feel his cock pulsating inside of her as the two of them drifted through their climaxes simultaneously.
When their bodies began to relax, Logan rolled to the side and laid down on his back. Amber laid down beside him and stared at his face as he caught his breath. He turned and looked at her, taking her face into his hands and kissing her lips gently. He sat up and pulled her covers up over her naked body, kissing her shoulder.
She watched as he stood up and quietly walked around the room, putting on each piece of his clothing. She wanted to say something, but in that moment her body was too blow apart from orgasms for her to even think straight. When he was done getting dressed, he sat down on the edge of the bed for a moment and caressed her face. He leaned over and pressed his lips to her forehead and held it there for a moment.
Amber closed her eyes, trying to hold onto the feeling of him being that close to her. It had always been one of her favorite feelings. He lifted up slightly. “I’ll see you Monday.”
She nodded and smiled, watching him leave the room and close the door behind him. She sat there, clutching the blankets to her chest, listening to his footsteps fading away until the front door closed. Amber looked up at the ceiling, the fan swirling around above her. Her heart was both excited and in pain at the same time. She didn’t want to let herself do this. She knew that if she allowed her mind to sink into this bliss like it was fighting to do, she would be a goner. Amber couldn’t take losing Logan all over again, and then there was the issue of him being a father and never knowing it.
She groaned and rolled over, grabbing her panties and pulling them on. She got out of the bed and walked over to the mirror, grabbing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from the dresser below it. Pulling her hair back into a ponytail, she entertained the idea of having him in her life on a regular basis. The thought was amazing, but before she could start to truly want it, a sound came from the hallway. It was Bradley, getting up for water.
Amber peeked around the corner at her little man standing on a stool in the bathroom, drinking from the sink faucet. She smiled and then turned away, letting out a deep breath. She had to stay the course. She had to protect Bradley and herself.
36
Logan
Logan stood in front of the mirror, straightening his tie. He looked at his dark gray suit and deep teal tie, smiling at the combination. He would have to remember to tip his stylist again when he got back to California, because she knew exactly what he should wear. He was glad, too, because picking out his suit on the first day of work for Amber was making him a nervous wreck. In fact, the whole situation had him nervous as hell. He would have the girl to whom his heart belonged working right down the hall from him, and he didn’t know how to read her at all.
She was acting hot and cold, but on the inside, he could tell she sat at a balmy temperature. She was just as attached to him as he was to her, but she wouldn’t admit it. He walked out to the living area of his hotel and opened the door to the sound of a knock. The bell boy was standing outside with his morning bagel and coffee.
“Thank you,” Logan said, taking the food and tipping the boy.
He looked down at his silver Rolex, and grabbed his wallet, food, and coffee and headed out of the hotel. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to be late. He wanted both the company and himself to make a good impression on Amber for her first day. Maybe she would look excited, but he assumed she would try to be as professional as she possibly could. Not only was it a new job, but it was also a way to show him where she stood in the office. He knew she was smart enough to try that.
He hurried out to the car that was parked out front and climbed into the back, nodding at the driver. They sped through Los Angeles, long before most other people were up. The business district was busy, but the tourist areas were barely even open yet. That was one thing Logan liked about LA, among many others. In New York there was always traffic, no matter the time, the weather, or the day. They pulled up in front of the office building and he got out, heading through the front doors. He took the elevator up to the top floor, where his and several other’s offices were, and went straight into his office. His secretary didn’t come in for another thirty minutes.
Logan sat there, enjoying his coffee and bagel, and thinking about all the things he could expect from Amber. She was one of the smartest people that he knew, and he would get to see her in professional action for the first time ever. He had a feeling she would be a shark, a bad ass at anything he handed to her. He also knew he would have to start her heavy or she would be insulted.
“Logan, Amber is here. She said there was a note in her office to come see you,” the secretary said, poking her head in, still wearing her coat.
Logan nodded. “Yes, thank you.”
Amber walked into the room and gave him a professional head nod and smile. He kept his big grin bottled up, just looking at her already for work. She was wearing a black dress with a calf length pencil skirt, a thin belt around her waist and black heels. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and her eyes glistened.
Logan cleared his throat. “Good morning. Are you excited for your first day at the office?”
Amber nodded. “I am. I’m anxious to get going.”
Logan grabbed his coffee. “Good. I will be personally showing you around this morning, so let’s get a move on things.”
She nodded, her hands folded in front of her as he led her f
rom the room. He could feel her close proximity and could smell the lavender and vanilla on her skin. He took in a deep breath, trying to knock away the images from Friday night. “This is the break room for everyone on this floor. There is almost always coffee made. You can put your lunch in the fridge, eat in here, whatever you need. Down the hall on the right-hand side are three conference rooms. They will be used for things like office meetings and client meetings.”
“Do we need to schedule those?” Amber asked.
Logan shook his head. “Not yet. Though I am sure eventually you will. People will want to use these for client meetings because of the amazing view.”
Logan and Amber peeked inside, seeing the floor to ceiling windows that overlooked LA. From there, he took her to the other levels, letting her know where she could find the different departments. When they arrived back upstairs, he showed her back to the conference room and took a seat at the table. His secretary brought them coffee and Logan opened up a file. “So, I already have you assigned to two rather large projects. I know this will be new to you, relatively, but I have faith in you that you can handle them.”
He handed one of the files over to her and she opened it up. “Wow. That’s nice.”
Logan nodded. “It was the first thing we started out here. She will be the LA side of our publication. It will be cross referenced in other publications, but generally it will stand alone. Those are all the numbers, the PM’s assessment of a time line and crew members needed. There is also a list of costs for equipment. You will need to do some research on those and come up with projections for the future of that publication. I put notes inside. I would like to see the projections at the different consumer price points.”
Amber took some notes on the front of the file. “Okay. I can handle that.”
He slid another file across. “That is our new app. It’s actually at the end process of production, but the numbers for the projections are way off because, as you know, nothing ever goes as planned. Our breakeven point on these apps are like six months normally. Rework those numbers to see where we can meet or exceed that goal.”
