“What if I do?” She tilted her chin upward. “What if I told you I’m more comfortable having sex when I know others are nearby, maybe even watching?”
“What are you saying?” Given her history, he just might believe exhibitionism suited her.
“Maybe I want to be on display. Maybe I want you to treat me like I’m your old lady.”
“And what if I want that to be true?”
“I guess I’ll just have to see how well you use that tongue of yours. Then I’ll let you know.”
“Damn you know how to make a man hard.”
“Let me feel,” she said, shoving her hand forward. She stroked him through his jeans and watched as his black eyes shimmered like coal. “Hmm…yeah, you’re right. I do.”
He assaulted her mouth then, taking a kiss he’d meant to steal the moment they were alone, but enjoying the way she felt, how her body melded to his as they made out in front of the MC, the club full of men who had become more like his brothers than his enemies. He grabbed her legs and hoisted her into his arms, grinding between her thighs and wishing he could strip away the clothing barriers and fuck her right there.
She arched her neck and moaned, climbing him as he dry humped her against that very public wall. “Now, Logan. Take me right here.”
“Not yet,” he muttered, stroking her lips with his tongue.
“When?” She clutched his shirt and squeezed him with her thighs. “Oh God, Logan, when?”
He thrust against her, rubbing his dick over her mound as he rolled his hips forward and back, doing his dead-level best to arouse her.
The crowd was loud. The music was blaring. Conversation had muted when they’d first entered the room, but now, the chatter was alive and frantic, everyone returning to their own forms of celebration.
Devon was coming home and a party was in motion. The Heroes and Rogues viewed Devon’s release and Damsel’s confinement a win for the club, a first place ribbon pinned to their door.
Logan fed her his tongue. The lust brewed between them as he tangled his fingers in her hair and held her close, dreading the moment when she’d back away or ask him to stop. “God, woman, you make me crazy.”
“Show me,” she encouraged him, locking her ankles behind his lower back.
She dropped her hand between their bodies, unhooked his belt, jerked down his zipper, and freed his cock, giving him a hand job worth remembering. “Ah, baby,” he crooned.
She tugged him forward, pulled him back. “Feels nice, right?”
“You have no idea,” he whispered at her lobe. He was dying to tuck his cock inside her, fuck her crazy, and screw her until the first hint of morning light.
Sassy Road was his woman, his old lady. All others be damned if they touched her.
Hiking up her short leather skirt, he clutched her hips and drew her forward, gently puncturing her with the head of his penis. “You don’t want to take a walk and finish this in my bedroom?”
“It’s too late now,” she purred, throwing her head back.
He bit his bottom lip and slipped right inside her folds, refusing to stretch her all at once. She flattened her palms against the wall behind her and spread her hips wider. “Now, Logan, now.”
Keeping his lips away from hers, he stared down the bridge of his nose. “You are one greedy little vixen tonight, aren’t ‘cha baby?”
“Yes,” she snapped, grabbing hold of his collar and towing him forward. “Now don’t make me beg.”
“Hmm, you’re sassy, too,” he teased, lowering his forehead to hers. “Come on, baby, grovel for me.”
Her lips skimmed across his. “You’d really love to see me plead for cock, wouldn’t you?”
“For mine? You’re damned straight.” He nudged her with his penis and grinned into their kiss. “So you want me to love you right here in front of all these people?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me.”
“I want you to fuck me, Logan. Now.”
“In a minute, sweets,” he teased. Then, in one fluid motion, he grabbed a chair from a nearby table and took a seat, eye level to her damp pussy, the glistening moisture of her excitement only tantalizing his palate.
“What are you doing?” she asked in a ragged breath.
“You wanted to put on a show,” he reminded her. “And I need to hear you scream.”
She didn’t just yell. She cried.
Logan ate her pussy as others pretended not to gawk. She was on display and every woman’s envy, but she only noticed that much at the start.
Losing her inhibitions, she rested her foot on the chair beside Logan’s bottom and let him tease her with his lips.
He licked her center, nibbled at her clit, and sipped at her folds. Then, he buried his tongue deep inside the heart of her pussy and made her hum with joy.
Gripping her ass, Logan drew her forward, eating her out in front of the others like sipping her snatch was the most natural happening in the world. Many of them watched as he made her into his midnight snack, rubbing his barely-there beard against her mound until she begged for more.
He dragged his fingers through her intimate lips. His tongue followed right behind the wet digits. “How you doing up there?” he asked, pausing for only a second.
“Never better,” she replied, slapping her hand atop his head. “Finish what you started. Don’t dally long.”
Logan immediately returned to the art of loving a woman. He gave her the kind of attention a woman appreciated. Lapping at her center with strong strokes, he wasted little time and quickly brought her to the brink of an orgasm.
“Logan,” she breathed, her head rolling to the side.
“Just let go, Sassy,” he whispered, fingering her as he ate her. “Just enjoy.”
And that’s precisely what she did.
Epilogue
“You look freshly fucked this morning,” Cara said, entering the kitchen.
Sassy placed her spoon on the napkin next to her oatmeal. “You don’t like me.”
“I don’t like or dislike you. I don’t know you.”
“That’s true,” Sassy said thoughtfully. “So what would you like to know?”
“Why don’t you tell me how long you plan on staying around?”
“I guess for as long as Logan will have me.”
“I wouldn’t unpack your bags and go shopping for draperies if I were you,” Cara said. “So he didn’t give you a timeframe. That right there should tell you what you need to know.”
“She can stay for as long as she can put up with me,” Logan said, interrupting them. He strolled across the room, leaned over and kissed Sassy’s forehead. “Good morning, baby.”
Cara stormed out of the kitchen, the door slamming behind her.
“You can clear a room.”
“I try,” he said, pouring a cup of coffee. He sat next to her and said. “Any regrets?”
“Are you kidding me?”
“Making sure.”
Sassy propped her hands under her chin. “Logan, can I ask you something?”
“Anything.”
“How long will we be here?”
He opened his mouth and rubbed his jaw with a splayed hand, acting as if he were suddenly struck with a yawning disorder. “I spoke to Dad this morning. Why didn’t you tell me you went looking for me after college?”
“Why didn’t you tell me about your…other life?”
“Careful,” he said, peering over her shoulder. “I was going to last night, but it was pretty obvious you were well informed.”
“Am I?”
“Yes,” he replied, brushing his lips across hers.
“You don’t plan on keeping me after you leave here.”
A peculiar expression zipped across his face, and he leaned toward her, held her head in his hands, and said, “Where on earth did you get such a crazy idea?”
“Don’t play games with me, Logan.”
“I have no reason to.”
“So you want me to s
tay?”
“Yes,” he said simply
“And how long will we be here?” she asked.
“That’s hard to say.”
“It’s dangerous for you, isn’t it?”
He nodded. “More so now than ever before because I’ll worry about you.”
“I can take care of myself.”
“So I’ve heard.”
He kissed her then, in an obvious effort to shut her up. The attempt worked. She latched onto him and returned the heated smooch, placing her hand upon his leg.
Breaking the kiss, he stared down at her crawling fingers. “Not yet.”
She felt her skin blush and bowed her head.
He tilted her chin with two fingers and stared longingly into her eyes. “I was halfway in love with you when I was barely old enough to know how to spell the word.”
“No, you weren’t.”
“Yes, I was,” he promised. “I’m going to love you, Sassy. I’ll take care of you, and wherever I go, you’ll be beside me, not loitering behind, not rushing ahead, but beside me.”
“That sounds good to me.”
“I hope so,” he said, standing. Tousling her hair, he added, “Now, finish your breakfast, and then, come find me. I have a secret I want to tell you.”
“You do?”
“Uh huh,” he rasped. “I’ll need to whisper it privately when no one else is around.”
She stared down at his cock. “Really?”
“Yes’m.”
Shoving her placemat away, she hopped on the table and spread her legs. “I hate secrets, and I’m impatient. Tell me now.”
A guttural growl fell from his lips. “Damn if you’re not an impatient little thing.”
She crooked her forefinger back and forth. “Come here and tell me all about it. Make sure you take your time and whisper those delectable promises nice and slow.”
About the Author
Destiny Blaine and her pseudonyms are bestselling international e-book and trade paperback authors. She lives in East Tennessee with her husband and daughter. Her son is serving in the United States Navy.
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