Logan (Filthy Rich Alphas)

“Yes?”

“You were worth my obsession.” He reached out his hand to his left and turned on the shower. Hot water sprayed. Steam began to fill the room. He walked over to the cabinet and took out some candles.

“Interesting.” I watched him place four on the counter. “I didn’t see you as a candle guy.”

“I’m not. These are old Christmas presents that I’m finally putting to use.” He grabbed a lighter from another cabinet and lit them. “When I take my time washing you, touching every inch of your body, I want to do it within the warm water and by candlelight.”

“I love that idea.”

He turned off the lights. The space darkened, illuminating only where the lit candles resided. Parts of us were hidden in darkness and other parts glowed in light.

“Mia, I can’t believe you’re here.” He strolled over to me.

“Me either.”

To my shock, he lowered to his knees. “I want to show you how happy I am about it.”

As soon as his hands tenderly held my hips, I closed my eyes. He brushed his mouth against my panties right over the mound of my sex. I almost begged for his tongue, his fingers, his cock. I craved him inside of me so much that my pussy clenched in anticipation.

I trembled against him. My heart boomed so hard I thought my ribs would be shattered within seconds. And then he blew his warm breath on that space he’d rubbed, and my head fell back as I groaned in desperation. “Please.”

His voice came out dark and teasing. “Please what?”

Panting, I opened my eyes and gazed down at him on his knees and in front of me. “Please, do anything and everything you want.”

A wicked laugh filled the candlelit darkness. “Shouldn’t I take it slow?”

“No. In fact, take it very, very fast.”

“Hmmm. I don’t know.” Inch by inch, he traced the tip of his tongue along the edge of my panties.

I trembled.

And right as I was going to groan in desperation and protest, his mouth slipped over my pussy and sucked through the silky material. Teasing. Taunting. Driving me wild.

I backed out of his grip, trying to catch my breath.

He rose from the ground and towered over me. “Where are you going?”

I breathed in and out, still battling with my breathing. “Forget a shower, Logan. I can’t take this anymore.”

I yanked off my panties and stumbled into his bedroom. “Fuck me, Logan. Now.”

I didn’t even glance over my shoulders.

Before my foot hit his bedroom’s floor, the shower shut off and his low growl sounded behind me.

“Oh, I’m going to fuck you, Mia.” He grabbed my arm before I could make it to the bed. “That’s guaranteed.”

I turned to him. “It better be.”

“It is.” He lifted me up so that my legs had to straddle his hips. “I don’t want you in my bed just yet.”

“No?”

“No. I want you everywhere else. Against the wall. Over the counter. In the shower. I want your scent all over every inch of my place.”

17

Everything and More

Logan

I

didn’t know how I was able to contain myself, how I could take my time. Perhaps on the outside, I appeared calm and in control. But on the inside, I was deranged and horny.

And her body was perfection. Exquisite. Soft, thick curves, full breasts, and a bare pussy with a cute clit peeking at me from juicy wet folds.

We’ll fuck now, but after she rests, I’m going to eat her until she comes again.

I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around that clit and suck until she screamed.

Forget about later. What about now?

Groaning, I lifted Mia in my arms, pinning her back against the wall. She wound her legs around my hips. A large ceiling-to-floor window stood on our right. Moonlight seeped through the glass and bathed part of her body in a lush glow.

Straddling my hips, she placed her arms on my shoulders. “You’re so strong.”

“You’re so light.”

“Only due to those sexy muscles.”

“Sexy?” I sucked on her bottom lip and let go. “I think you’re sexy too.”

“Fuck me, Logan.”

“I damn sure will.” I slid my hand along the outside of her thigh and under her plump ass. With the panties gone, I caressed her damp center. “Say it again.”

“Fuck me.”

“Oh, how beautiful your voice sounds, when you moan.” I found her clit and rubbed circles over the throbbing bud.

A moan left her lips that I swiftly swallowed down with a kiss, loving the taste of her desire. I couldn’t help it, but I leaned away.

Making sure the wall was helping with holding her up, I moved my hand away from her pussy and sucked on the finger, loving her taste. Her nipples stiffened against my chest.

Finally.

I returned my hand to her pussy.

She lowered her view and watched my hand as I continued my slow, torturous caresses, lightly rubbing her swollen clit and drawing out her pleasure. So wet, my hands were soaked with her, and I couldn’t wait to taste them—taste her.