Chapter 4 #2

Logan pulled back, his lips just an inch from mine.

His stare was that of a predator. “If you have it in you, let’s go.

I’ll show you what incredible feels like, but little girl, I don’t play no games, and I don’t wear no raincoat, so you better be on the pill, be real flexible, and be ready to see this through. ”

I stared at him in disbelief for a few quiet seconds. Holy shit, this guy was blunt and very confident. He both terrified and exhilarated me. No one had ever talked to me this way. “Why no condom?” I hoped it didn’t sound as unsure as I felt.

“Cuts down my enjoyment, and I want it to feel as good as it can. It’s only fair because of the immense pleasure I’ll be giving you,” he promised.

“Immense,” he repeated, insinuating something was immense besides the pleasure.

My eyes unconsciously dropped to the front of his jeans.

I heard a chuckle rumble out of his chest. “Yeah, you’re not going to know what to do with it, but don’t worry, I do. ”

I gazed up at him. “Are you trying to scare me off?”

He chuckled again. It was a sexy sound that made me wet.

“No, I’m trying to get you into bed. But you need to know what you’re signing up for.

There’s no happily ever after, no house with the little white picket fence at the end of this story.

There’s incredibly hot sex that will last as long as you can take it tonight, leave you dehydrated, and maybe even not able to walk right tomorrow. ”

I stared him down, unable to form words but determined to let him know he wasn’t scaring me off.

After six years of being bored with Gary, the thought of doing something this crazy, with this hot man, had my head whirling and my juices flowing.

How many times had I fantasized about someone exciting, who promised to turn my world upside down?

And this guy, yeah, I believed he could deliver.

“I’m clean, guaranteed.” His eyes were staring through mine, meeting my stare and raising it. “And I’d bet my bike you are too. You have that sweet innocent look, but I bet you can get real fired up between the sheets,” his voice was low and very sexy.

I swallowed hard as I made my decision. “I’ll be waiting outside when you finish your beer.” I placed my empty on the bar and then I turned and left without looking back.

Logan

Well, she was a surprise, wasn’t she? I had expected her to run along, realizing she was far outside of her element with someone like me.

I probably should make her go. She was sweet and innocent, no way up to what I’d do to her body tonight.

She was the white picket fence, dog and kids in the damn yard, all of it.

She may say she wasn’t looking for a relationship, but I knew differently.

Her type always was. It’s hard-wired into women like her.

I watched her ass sway as she hightailed it to the exit.

That was definitely a body I’d like to wrap myself around.

And there was something about fiery redheads like her that always drew my attention.

She had no idea that I’m a Dom, and she can’t fathom the things I know how to do to please a woman.

Nor does she know that I will bring her enormous pleasure tonight.

I recently figured out that I was a Dom, thanks to a conversation with a good friend.

And having that knowledge and that outlet for my sexual needs made everything about my sex life make sense to me.

It turned out my friend, and his brother owned a local BDSM club.

From the moment I walked through the doors, I knew I was home.

No longer would I have to hit bars to pick up women, who never completely satisfied me.

The women who did were at the club, wanting to engage in the kind of sex I liked, the kind of sex that came naturally to me.

All was great for a few months, and my friend told me I was a natural at being a Dom.

But then I interacted with a couple of very needy Subs, and that kind of turned me off to the lifestyle. I took a break, and that’s why I was here in this bar with little miss fiery red. Before I realized it, I had finished my beer and was making my way to the exit.

Her lithe form stood in the shadows over where the bikes were parked.

Her vibrant green eyes locked with mine, and she stared me down again as I approached.

Damn if that wasn’t hot! I’d expected to see a deer in the headlights, but that wasn’t what I saw at all.

I saw determination and desire. I straddled my bike and patted the seat behind me.

She twisted her hair with quick hands into a ballerina bun and secured it with a clip. She slid on without any hesitation.

“You got a home situation that will allow us to go there?” I never took women to my place. I liked being able to be the one in charge of when the encounter was over. It was far easier to get up and leave, then to try to make a woman get out of my bed.

“Yeah, my apartment is a few blocks from here.”

“You comfortable on the back of a bike?” I angled my head back to try to look her in the eyes, but they landed on her lips.

“Well, I’ve never been on the back of a bike.” Her breath blew across my cheek.

My cock twitched. I couldn’t think of anything but those perfectly pouting, blush-rose lips around my shaft, sliding up and down it.

I took hold of both of her hands that were poised gracefully on my hips, just barely holding me, and pulled them all the way around me, crashing her front up against my back.

“Hold on tight, little girl, and don’t let those hands be strangers. ”

Gia

My panic was rising every second as he followed my directions and we drove to my soon to be vacated apartment.

It had been six years since I’d had sex with anyone but Gary.

What this man was promising would probably be the wildest sex my apartment had seen in that six years.

By the time Logan pulled the bike up to the curb outside of my apartment building, I was questioning why I was doing this.

I had to be crazy! I had not removed my hands from around him.

His abdominal muscles were so tight and so well developed. I didn’t want to stop touching him.

He turned to face me. “Is this it?” he asked, startling me.

“Yeah, sorry.”

He looked down at my hands still clutching his abs and chuckled.

“Yeah, sorry, my hands like your abs, very nice,” I said in my most flirty voice. I flashed what I hoped would be a devilish smile at him.

“Oh, I have other hard things for your hands to feel, little girl,” he whispered as he leaned in close to my ear. The heat of his breath fired everything up in me. “Should we go up to your place, or do you want to feel my hard parts right here?”

That got me moving. I hopped off his bike and stepped towards the door to my building. He was right behind me.

Logan

This chick was different from any other woman I’d been with.

Usually, the woman would be all over me as we made our way to where we would play.

It was funny how they would want to establish the physical connection, hand holding, or arms wrapped around each other and usually a kiss or two before we got down to it.

This fiery red head was standoffish, and I had to wonder if she was losing her nerve.

I knew she was far outside her comfort zone, even though she tried to hide it.

Once inside her place, I surveyed all the boxes. “You moving in or out?”

“Out by the end of the month,” she said. She stood by her counter and watched me with expectation. “You want a beer?”

“Sure, as long as I’m not drinking alone.”

She smiled, grabbed two beers and handed one towards me.

I took her by the hand around the bottle and pulled her into me, my cock waking up at the contact.

She had a beer in each hand. As far as I was concerned, she was immobilized, and my hands and lips could go wherever I wanted.

She seemed a little startled by my manhandling of her, but her lips curved into a smile and her gorgeous green eyes sparkled at me, inviting me to continue.

“That’s better.” I then turned her and pushed her against the counter, pinning her in place with my body.

I took her beautiful face between my palms, enjoying the sensation of the incredible softness beneath my touch and I brought my lips to hers.

The sparks that ignited when our lips met burned me everywhere!

Within seconds, my tongue had parted her lips, and I heard a pleasured moan quietly escape her mouth.

A shudder in her accompanied that sound and it ratcheted my arousal up higher.

Before I knew it, I was grinding my very hard member into her.

Her moans got louder as she wrapped her arms around me, the cold bottles held up against my back.

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