by Amelie Black
“I can count the times I have poured this drink for guests on one hand,” she informed him.
Logan took the drink from her. “Is that right?”
She nodded, winking. “You must be an important man, Mr. Steel,” Marcella said.
The office, a large room decorated in rich mahogany, doubled as a library. Among the packed shelves were piles of screenplays whose names were written on the spine in black marker. Even Logan who wasn’t the most ardent cinema goer recognized the well-known titles.
Marcella caught him staring and spoke. “So many movies… Mr. Smith, he works very hard. Terrible, what is happening to them.”
“Oh, they told you about it?” Logan kept his voice deceptively soft, but Marcella caught the edge in his words, regardless. Looking suddenly alarmed, she flushed and stammered over her next words.
“Well, not exactly. I overheard…”
“It’s probably best if you don’t speak of it with anyone, Marcella. Not even your husband, Nigel,” Logan responded.
Marcella looked instantly startled. She had not mentioned anything of herself to him, and Logan knew for a fact that Marcella didn’t wear her wedding ring at work, not after her engagement ring had gotten destroyed in the garbage disposal. Logan had familiarized himself with each of the Smith’s household members long before he ever stepped foot on the property.
“Of course not,” the housekeeper stammered. Logan gave her small smile to soften his words, but he kept his eyes hard. In the past, he had found it easier to do his job if people were always slightly scared of him.
Moments later, the Smiths arrived and Marcella bustled away after notifying the family that dinner would be ready when they were done. Logan had found it telling that the Smiths treated Marcella, their employee with so much respect. He’d worked with people who never thanked their staff. Some of the worst offenders wouldn’t even look at the person who was serving them. Logan knew you could tell a lot by the way people treated those who were less important than them. The Smiths were good people, which made the threats towards them all the more heinous.
Logan nursed his drink, staying silent as Stonewall and his wife explained the situation to their daughter. She gasped and appeared shocked in all the right places as if she was getting the news for the first time. She even managed not to stare at him, something Logan was desperately failing at himself.
She had chosen to wear a simple white shift dress with thin spaghetti straps which only made her skin seem even more flawless than it already was. It also did nothing to hide her fatal curves. In fact, the material could have been see-through for all the good it did her as Logan saw her naked body in his mind over and over again. The sight of it was seared into his brain and he knew he would never forget it, not for as long as he lived. His cock was so rigid under his neatly pressed designer pants that it was all he could do to follow the conversation.
He was a man driven by an insane desire.
Luckily neither of her parents picked up on the undercurrent. Logan had never laid his hand on a client before, not sexually anyway. He was a professional so he couldn’t for the life of him explain why it had happened now. It was as if his hand had had a mind of its own. There was no way he could have stopped himself short of chopping them off…
And even then, Logan would still have had the use of his mouth…
As her parents spoke, Lexi tried to keep her reactions natural, asking reasonable questions about their predicament. Occasionally, she would toss a look his way as she included him in on her questioning, but each time their eyes met, she burned her way into his soul. It was as if he could sense her entire being inside him.
Logan was torn: other than how she made him feel, everything about this was wrong.
She was just a young and inexperienced girl and Logan was taking advantage of her. He kept telling himself that, hoping the truth would shock him out of whatever this was, but instead, he found himself haunted by the touch of her. Despite what he knew he should do — drop this case, plead forgiveness from Wilson, and run for the hills — he wanted nothing more than to taste her body and feel her trembling beneath him as he rammed his cock into her pussy and claimed her for his own.
He sat there, toying with his Scotch, undressing her with his eyes until she sat there naked in front of him. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably, his dick straining against his pants. He swallowed another mouthful of Scotch hoping the fiery liquid would bring him to his senses but the burn just made its way down his throat to his groin.
Stonewall was speaking now, explaining how the big party they were planning for Lexi’s birthday wasn’t a good idea. Knowing what he knew of her already, Logan wasn’t surprised to see Lexi looking relieved.
“You know I wasn’t into the idea of a party, anyway. I’ll be much happier just being home with you. I want you both to be safe.”
Although he knew Lexi wasn’t the partying type, Logan was still shocked by her maturity and attitude. She had a groundedness that far belied someone of her years. He noticed she was also selfless to those she loved: she wasn’t worried about her own safety, just the safety of her parents. Having worked for so many of the Hollywood crowd, Logan knew this wasn’t the norm at all.
Stonewall looked relieved by her response. “I really am sorry sweetheart we wanted to throw this party for you but it would just be too good an opportunity for someone to come here and take you. Wilson, Logan’s boss, and Logan himself has forbidden it and since he’s in charge of looking after you we have to do whatever he says.”
“Yes,” Amanda agreed. “He’s an expert at keeping people safe so you just do whatever he tells you to do, OK?”
Lexi looked at Logan and nodded but only they knew what that could really mean. Logan found himself getting turned on again by their shared secret and he was counting the seconds until he could be with her again.
“While we can’t throw the big party, we were planning it doesn’t mean we can’t celebrate Lexi’s birthday,” he said. “We could still go to a restaurant or have just a few friends over, it just can’t be a big event that would require plenty of outside help.”
“What about a private room at Petit Chateau? Or their rooftop pool? You’ve always liked the food there?” Amanda offered but Lexi shook her head.
“It’s OK. Let’s just have dinner at home by ourselves. I don’t need anything big or splashy. I’m just happy to spend it with you.”
Though she spoke to them, Logan couldn’t help but think that her words were directed at him. A fierce pride roared up in him that this lovely thing could feel this way about him. Logan’s heart thumped in anticipation of what was to come.
“If you’re sure. We’ll order in and spend a quiet night together,” Amanda finally agreed.
“Yes, we’ll have a great time, regardless. I won’t let this fool spoil my baby’s big day,” Stonewall growled menacingly.
A few hours later Logan was walking the grounds performing his nightly check.
After the talk, Lexi and her parents had by-passed dinner — none of them feeling particularly hungry after the discussion — choosing instead, to share a giant bowl of popcorn over a couple of shows on Netflix like any other regular family would have done. Sure, they watched the shows on a giant outdoor screen on the patio, huddled around a fire to keep the chill of the night from them, but other than their obvious wealth, Logan was pretty amazed at how normal the three of them seemed. Neither Stonewall nor his wife had made him feel like the help, and they hadn’t put on any airs and graces either. They were a loving couple who adored their only daughter. Other than the constant looks they kept throwing her way as they were unable to hide their concerns over her safety, everything else seemed almost normal.
If only they knew how Logan’s world had been rocked with first that single look, then that taste of their daughter.
While they watched TV, Logan had kept a vigilant watch in the small office he had set up in one of the spare bedrooms. A bank of monitors covered on
e wall, each displaying a different camera. From here, he had a pretty good overview of the property. Despite this, however, Logan still insisted upon patrolling the grounds on foot every few hours. As good as they were, cameras didn’t pick up everything, and Logan liked to be prepared.
The Smiths were all asleep now, having retired to their rooms over an hour ago. Silhouetted against the high crescent moon, Logan swept his torch along the perimeter of the fence making sure that none of it had been breached. The alarms were set and the cameras — with their night vision lenses — were ready to notify him in case of any intruders. It took just under thirty minutes, but he finally had the place on lockdown and he was ready to check the most important part of the estate.
Shoulders tight with anticipation, he hurried across the lawn to Lexi’s room, anxious to get there as soon as possible.
Since she was the target, her room had to be checked multiple times a night. Her parents hadn’t wanted men littering their home as they were concerned it would affect her quality of life so Logan was the only protection she would have other than his high-tech toys… and he couldn’t be more grateful for that. Just thinking that another man could see her naked, or worse, taste her sweet juices had Logan clenching his fists with anger as he strode the last few yards, quick time.
Reaching the double height French doors that led to her room, Logan stole a look inside.
Despite what her mother had instructed earlier Lexi hadn’t closed her curtains. Logan wasn’t sure if this was for his benefit or if it had just slipped her mind. The moon hung high in the sky tonight and its beam shone directly into her room highlighting her sleeping form on the bed. She had kicked off her covers and was wearing a tank top and panties with sides that were barely more than a thin string. It was a miracle it could hold the two triangular pieces of fabric together to hide her modesty. The top was loose fitting and had inched up exposing her flat stomach. Her legs were parted slightly, and he found himself desperately wishing that he could see her pussy through the material of her panties. This was the most tortuous case of peek-a-boo he had ever played.
Swallowing, Logan tried to focus on the job at hand. He scanned up at the hidden camera and checked to see that it was on. Satisfied that it was, he reached for the door handle and pushed it, expecting it to be locked — but the door swung silently open.
Logan frowned. He wouldn’t be able to keep Lexi safe if the girl didn’t remember to lock her door. He was furious that she could have let someone into her room to kidnap her but then a picture flashed up in his mind, of Lexi screaming as a masked assailant forced himself on her. Even though the vision wasn’t real, Logan felt the bitter taste of fear flood his mouth.
Nothing could happen to this girl.
Logan strode over to the bed meaning to shake her awake and make her realize how serious this situation was. But as he got there, he saw her peaceful face and felt like he’d been punched in the gut. In that moment, he knew he would protect this girl with his life even if it wasn’t his job… he was completely and utterly infatuated with her.
She looked so sweet yet her body was a wonderland ripe for exploring. His hands reached towards her of their own accord and just like earlier today, he found he was unable to stop himself from touching her. His hand landed on her thigh as he moved it across her until it fell into the gap between her legs. His thumb brushed up against her pussy, feeling her soft lips beyond the fabric of her panties. He rubbed his thumb against it feeling the line that formed the entrance to her sex. Pressing his thumb, he found his way to her clit, and he rubbed it in a circular motion. She moaned in her sleep and stirred but didn’t wake.
Lowering himself gently onto her bed, Logan ran his fingers over her face down to her neck and her collarbone feeling her silken skin. He dragged a finger down lower until it reached the collar of her tank top then drew it down exposing the top of her tits. The milky white domes called to him. Such exquisite things should never be covered Logan thought to himself. Desperate to see her nipples again he hooked his thumb onto the top and yanked it down until her tits tumbled free.
Jesus, they were glorious.
He palmed an inviting globe in each hand and raised one to his lips as he took the nipple into his mouth and started to suck. Lexi moaned then her eyes flicked open in shock as Logan sucked harder in response.
“Logan?” she gasped.
“Yes sweetheart, I hope you weren’t expecting anyone else.”
When she heard his voice, her eyes began to lose their fog of sleep as her hands reached up to snake through his hair. Logan got so hard he thought his dick would burst out of his pants. Her nipple became hard in his mouth as he ran his tongue over the nub, flicking it up and down and around. She arched her back, enjoying the sensation, and thrusting it deeper into his mouth. He sucked harder as he moved his other hand into her panties. His fingers delved into her wetness as he stroked her clit causing it to grow hard under his fingertips. Lexi moaned and instinctively spread her legs wider. Logan tugged her panties down freeing her pussy, not bothering to pull them off of her completely. They looped around one of her ankles and he left them there, enjoying the sight of them like that. It spoke of their urgency, of their need for each other that he didn’t have time to remove them completely.
Moving down, Logan spread her legs wide and took in the sight of her glistening lips, wet with their need for him. His eyes turned hooded as he sank his face into her pussy. She smelled like an enticing, exotic flower. Logan kissed her pink lips, letting his mouth and breath warm her pussy. Lexi moaned but when he parted them and slid his tongue inside, her whole body shuddered. He tasted her honey sweetness, drinking in her innocence as he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. She whimpered, threading her hand through his hair and squeezing his head tight. He slid some fingers inside her tight pussy, sliding them in and out, while he sucked and licked her clit. His other hand reached up to fondle a nipple, rubbing the tip until it became erect. She moved into him, desperate for more.
His fingers plunged in and out of faster and faster as Logan licked her clit. Her moans increased in intensity with every thrust of his fingers. Although he had only met her today, Logan felt as if his soul had known her before. How else could he explain how he knew exactly what she needed and how? How else would he know exactly what to do to her to make her come so quickly?
As he could see the orgasm begin to take her he stopped suddenly and flipped her onto her front. She gasped, confused and disorientated. Lifting her, Logan raised her onto her knees so that her pussy and ass were in front of his face. Spreading her butt cheeks wide, he stuck his tongue inside of her, slipping it in and out of her butt hole as he fucked her with his tongue. Still cupping one of her tits, which were now swinging down, he moved his other hand to rub her ass as she tensed up and shivered.
He watched the stunning sight of her swinging globes while he moved his mouth down to her pussy and feasted like a man possessed. He licked and sucked and fucked with his tongue, thrusting it in and out of her, faster and faster as she moaned so loudly that she lowered her face into the mattress in the hope it would muffle the sound. Logan moved both hands to grab her on either side of her ass and he forced her pussy deeper into his mouth, rocking her back and forth while his tongue worked his magic. Lexi moaned and sat back on his face, rocking her hips of her own accord, until she finally came in his mouth, flooding him with her juices. Her body shuddered as she sighed and flopped into her pillow, her legs sliding out from under her. She panted, great big breaths as she felt the orgasm wash over her. Gently, Logan turned her onto her back so he could see her face.
“You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen,” he said.
In response, her hands came up to wrap around his face as she pulled his head down to her. Logan lowered his lips to hers and kissed her for the first time. However sweet her pussy had been, it was nothing compared to her lips. His tongue sneaked into her mouth as he explored her fully. He took her lip in between his a
nd nibbled on it. She caught on quickly and did the same back, driving him crazy. As he kissed her deeply, he grabbed both of her tits in his hands and started playing with them again. They felt so good, so natural there that Logan decided they should always be in his hands.
Pushing them together, he lowered his head and took both of her nipples into his mouth. She bucked wildly, and he knew instantly that she loved it. He sucked on them both, moving them from side to side, licking and playing with them until she grew impatient with him. His dick was rock hard pressed against her thigh. He rubbed against her, letting her know that he too was getting impatient for the full act. He wanted nothing more than to plunge his bulging, throbbing cock into her pussy but as he went to unbuckle his belt, a sound came from within his pants. A small but insistent beep.
Logan froze instantly, coming to attention.
“What is it?” Lexi asked eyes a puddle of confusion and lust.
Logan rolled off of her and sprang to his feet. “One of the alarms has just gone off.”
Her eyes flew open in alarm. Logan jumped off the bed then dragged the sheet over her naked body.
“I need to check this out, you lock the door behind me and don’t open it to anyone but me or your parents, you understand? Not your maid, your housekeeper — no one.”
She nodded, clutching the thin sheet her chest.
The last thing Logan wanted to do was to leave her here vulnerable and alone but this he couldn’t leave. It had to be checked immediately. He took out a PDA from his pocket to pinpoint which alarm had been triggered.
“If you need me for any reason at all, if you hear any sound or see something suspicious, just dial one on your phone and you’ll ring me.”
Despite the sudden chaos, a thought struck her. “On my cell?”
Logan nodded as he ran to the doors, glancing outside to see if he could spot an intruder. “I programmed my number into your phone earlier.”
Her voice when it came was confused. “How? It’s been with me this whole time?”