by Alison Mello
As we are calling around, we find a few places do have a weekend or two open for the spring and can squeeze in her small wedding though she’ll need to make a decision quickly. One of the locations is way out of her budget so she rips it from her binder and crumples it up. Two are perfect for her budget and she made an appointment to go see them this week. The last one was slightly out of her budget but she figures if these two suck she can probably make it work.
“I may have to beg Daddy for a little more money.” She winks at me and giggles.
“You know your parents will give it to you. We have made good progress. Let’s take a break and get some more wine. Then we can see what the guys are up to.”
***
Logan
“Fuck me,” I mumble to John when Skyler and Sadie come walking back in. They have the worst timing, because I didn’t want Sky hearing this conversation.
“Um, that’s my job,” she says jokingly.
Jonah turns around and mouths to her, “It’s John.”
Her eyes grow wide because she knows I’m talking about her stalker, and I’m sure she can tell I’m ready to explode. She walks to the kitchen to pour herself and Sadie some more wine as I hang up the phone.
“You do not leave this house alone, am I clear?”
She nods. “What is going on?”
“The police lost him earlier but got a warrant for his arrest. They went to his house and found a Skyler shrine in his apartment. He has pictures of you singing in clubs, working behind the bar, going in and out of my place. Apparently he’s an alcoholic who has been sentenced to rehab twice now. One of the times he was in rehab Troy was with him, so now we don’t know who bashed my car or if they are in this together.”
I can see she’s visibly shaken. She downs her wine.
“How long has this guy been following me?”
“It doesn’t matter. When the police catch him he’ll be going to jail for a long time. This isn’t something we need to think about right now. We have friends here and we need to decide on some dinner so we can relax a bit, okay?”
Sadie takes her hand and pulls her to the couch to try and get her mind off things, and I’m glad because I need to talk to Jonah.
“You need to know he had pictures of you too. They were more recent. I’m assuming he knows it’s you that kicked his ass outside the bar that night, so watch your back because he may be gunning for you.”
“Thanks for the heads up, but I’ll be fine. I have a license to carry. I’ll start using it.”
“I’m setting up security for Sky. Do you want me to set it up for you guys too?”
“Was Sadie in any of the pics?”
I shake my head. “No, it was you, me, and a shit ton of Skyler. This guy is obsessed with her.”
I hate that Skyler is living in fear over what will happen next in her life and I need to do everything I can to protect her. That means making some calls first thing in the morning to find a good security detail for her.
“Let’s go figure out what the girls feel like ordering for dinner.”
We walk over to the couch with beers in hand.
“Ladies, what would you like for dinner? I have a ton of takeout menus in the kitchen.”
They both reply at the same time, “Chinese food,” and Jonah and I crack up laughing.
“Yeah, they're not best friends, are they?”
“Hey, welcome to my world, Logan.” I walk into the kitchen to get the menu for my favorite Chinese take-out and hand it over so they can decide what they want to eat.
***
It’s pretty late, and Jonah and Sadie are heading out, which is perfectly fine with me. I want to take my girl upstairs and make sweet love to her. I’m hoping she’ll fall asleep and dream of me after and not the psycho following her. The girls say their goodbyes and we make a promise to get together like this weekly to hang out outside of work. Once they’re out the door and I lock up, I walk toward Skyler, who has headed into the kitchen to put her glass in the sink.
“You ready for bed?” I ask, gliding my hand across her cheek and tucking a strand of her beautiful light brown hair behind her ear.
“Absolutely.”
From her smile I know we’re on the same page. I take her hand and pull her toward the stairs. She runs up them to our room and I follow behind her, checking out her ass. She has the most gorgeous ass.
When I get to the top of the stairs she’s standing against the pole of my bed in nothing but her thong and her bra. I lean against the door frame. “You should have removed the thong too,” I say with a laugh. “You know I’m only going to rip it off.”
She chuckles and tries to remove them.
“It’s too late.” I walk toward her slowly like she’s my prey. I kiss her hard, seeing her standing here wanting me has me hard as a rock.
I skim my fingers across the waistband of her thong and she braces herself for the rip, which never comes. I lean into her neck and take in her scent, licking her from her collarbone to her ear. My hand is sliding up her stomach to her breast. I pull it out so it’s pushed up over the top of her bra and pinch her nipple hard. She moans as I nibble on her ear. I kiss my way to the other side of her neck so I can free her other breast. I pinch her nipple and she winces, her nipple pebbling under my assault. Her head goes back and her eyes close as she takes in the sensation of my hands on her body. I lean down to take her nipple in my mouth, sucking on it hard while I grab her ass and press her into my erection.
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 somethi
ng 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 q
uestions?”
“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?”