He shook his head as he took another bite of pasta, listening.
“But they were good parents,” I said, stirring my pasta as I thought of them. “One good thing about them being teachers was that they were always home when I got there.”
Logan nodded as his eyebrows pulled together, lost in thought.
“What are you thinking?” I asked as I took a bite of the delicious garlic bread and moaned.
He shrugged. “Nothing. I was just thinking of how lucky you were to have parents who cared enough to be there for you when you needed them.”
I smiled as I shook my head. “Sometimes, they were there a bit too much. Both my mother or my father was at school, and then they were there when I got home, too.” I laughed without humor. “Try getting a date when you’re the daughter of an English teacher. Between us, I wondered if my father secretly threatened them to stay away from me.”
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I gasped as he pushed into me as he pulled me to him. I leaned back and braced myself against the table as I slid my legs over his shoulder. He watched as he pulled in and out of me, and sensitizing my whole body. He took my breath away with his urgency as he fucked me, pushing harder and faster. Then, he slid his hands under my back and lifted my breasts to his lips as he sucked and flicked my nipples then released me and moved his fingers to my clit, grazing it with his thumb as he fucked me hard, until he sent me over the edge. I screamed out in orgasm and he covered my moans with his lips as his tongue entered my mouth, swirling around mine, never slowing his pulls.A moment later, he moaned into my mouth as his cock swelled and his cum shot off inside of me as my walls clamped down around him, sending me over the edge again. “Don’t stop!” I moaned as my spirit soared with his until all I could see or feel was Logan as I moaned in orgasm.Soon, ou
“Are you coming tonight?” I asked Logan as I slipped into a shimmering, black top and matching black jeans the next evening, preparing for my first gig. Since we both had gigs, we spent the day in bed.He kissed me on the forehead. “That just depends. Are you coming straight home?”I caught his double meaning. “Ha, ha. I mean, are you coming to my gig tonight?”He shook his head. “We have to be at the Double Shot Saloon soon.”I let out a deep breath. “I’ll see you later tonight, then?”He took me into his arms and pulled me between his legs as he sat on the bed and looked deeply into my eyes. “You can count on it.” Then, he placed his head on my belly and gave me a gentle hug.I smiled thoughtfully as I ran my fingers through his sun streaked hair. “I wish we were going on tour together.”“Yeah; me, too,” he said without looking at m
I knew that I’d better get used to this fast. Soon, I would be playing gigs in stadiums filled with people. But I quickly pushed the thought aside when the band rushed past me, off the stage.The lead guitarist noticed my guitar and gave me a quick wink. “Break a leg, but not literally.”I nodded, trying to force a smile, but finding no words.He folded his arms across his broad chest and watched me walk past. Then he stopped me. “Take a deep breath,” he said as his curly brown hair fell into his big blue eyes. “That stage is yours! Own it! Claim it!”I nodded, and then turned to face the stage.He gave me a gentle nudge on the back. When I looked around, he was smiling. Off to the side, Craig gave him a dirty look. Across the stage, in the wings, was my band. Noah made eye contact with me and smiled. Then, he gave me a thumbs up.In that moment, I turned my nerves into adrenaline and let it fill my
I tried to focus on the song, but my thoughts kept going back to Logan.Out of the corner of my eye, offstage, something caught my eye. Gargantuan was still there. This surprised me, but what shocked me even more is that Craig slipped him something discreetly as a broad grin spread across his face. Gargantuan nodded to me, and then left. For a moment, I wondered if Craig had just paid him off for doing that to me, or if he was paying him for the gig. I pushed the thought aside and faced the crowd, finishing the song. “Thanks for being such a wonderful audience! Goodnight!”I stormed off the stage as the crowd roared. But this time, I didn’t care how loudly they screamed. I was going after Logan. I walked right over to Craig as my eyes flared. “What the hell was that?”“What?” Craig asked innocently.“You paid off Gargantuan?” I asked, not giving an inch. “You knew that Logan was here, didn’
The next few months flew by for everyone else. But, to me, it seemed to drag. I went through the motions of the day, playing gigs with my band, shopping for clothes for stage and for the trip, but I was secretly looking over my shoulder, waiting for Logan, hoping beyond all hope that he would come walking through the door.“What’s up?” Noah asked after our band rehearsal one night. We were leaving for our tour in just a few days, so I pushed the thought of Logan out of my mind and spent my time saturated in the music. But it wasn’t the same. I wasn’t the same.“Hum?” I asked, finishing the rift I’d been playing, half paying attention. The studio spent the bucks and got me three new guitars to switch between during the show: two electric guitars and another plugged-in acoustic. I’d been using them over the past few weeks, and I loved the feel of them.“Alyssa, stop and look at me.”“Ho
Tears sprang to my eyes as I set the guitars down, ran across the parking lot, and wrapped my arms around her. I pulled her to my chest and sobbed into her long, blonde hair, unable to speak.“Hey, now!” she said, stroking the back of my hair. “It can’t be all that bad!”Beside me, Craig set my guitars down. “I thought that having your sister here might cheer you up.”I nodded as I pulled back and held Greer at arms’ length. “How long can you stay?”She shrugged. “I’m leaving after your bus pulls out.”“And Dad let you come?”She laughed. “The only way that he’d let me go was if I promised to come straight back after you leave.”I smiled. “Too bad you can’t stay on the tour with me for the summer. I can send you back before school starts.”The familiar mischievous gleam appeared in her eyes. “I was
Greer laughed. “Good for you! You’re finally getting a sense of humor!”I gave her a slight nudge as I found my apartment key. “I’ve always had a sense of humor. You were just too busy with your boyfriends to notice!”“Hey, now!”I laughed as I opened the door to my apartment. “Well, this is it! Home sweet home … for the next few days, anyway.”“Wow!” Greer said as she walked into the living room, looking around.A smile spread across my face. “Well, what do you think?”“I love it!” she said as she looked around. “This is so cute!” She walked around the room, and then turned abruptly to face me. “Hey! I have an idea!”“Uh oh.”Greer laughed. “Now, this isn’t bad. Let’s go shopping!”A slow smile spread across my face. “Sounds great! Let’s go! I have
The next three days I spent with Greer were exactly what I needed; it was a magical time with my sister, and I couldn’t bear to part with her … not just yet. So, I phoned our father the night before and, reluctantly, he gave his permission for Greer to come with me on the first leg of the tour. But I had to promise him that she would be on a plane headed for home before her senior year of high school began.The next morning, a limo was sent for us from the studio and Richard Porter, the apartment manager, said that I could keep my VW Bug there. I was hoping that Logan would have come to say goodbye, but it was just as well. I hadn’t seen him since that night. At that point, I didn’t know how I would react if and when I saw him again.Greer had helped me clean up the apartment over the last few days, and now, I turned to lock it for the last time … at least for a while. The tour was supposed to last for nine months, but I wasn’t sur
All of a sudden, Craig stood in front of us, blocking the way. Frank saw Craig approach and crossed the room. “May I speak with you both for a minute?” My heart suddenly sank, wondering what he had done to Alyssa. But I held my cool. If I hadn’t learned anything else over the years, it was to curb my jealousy. I looked down at Alyssa, and she nodded. Anyone else would have walked away and let them speak alone. But from what I remembered of Craig, there was no way in Hell that I was going to let that happen. “What is it, Craig?” Alyssa asked, stiffening. He stole a quick glance at me, and then focused on Alyssa. “Look: I’m sorry for what happened the other day … for the kiss …” I stiffened as I clenched my fists at my sides, trying to hold my cool until he finished. “… but I wanted you to know that it’ll never happen again. I’d like to continue our professional relationship, and I promise that nothing like that will ever happen again.” “It better not,”
The crowd erupted in thunderous applause once again as the mayor stepped up to the microphone.“So, eat, drink, and be merry,” Mayor Townsend said from the stage behind me as I rushed down the side stairs, fighting through the crowd, trying to get to Alyssa as quickly as I could. “But make sure to dig deep in your pockets to help Logan Ambrose and the children!”As I looked through the crowd, Frank, Alyssa, and Roxanne were standing, talking to my parents as a concerned look spread across Frank’s face. Even Craig looked concerned. I seemed to move in slow motion as I hurried to her. But the faster I moved, the slower I felt I was moving. What seemed like an eternity later, I stepped up beside Alyssa and wrapped a protective arm around her. “Mom, Dad! What are you doing here?” I asked directly, not caring how it sounded.“Why, son!” my mother began in a sickening sweet tone. “I’m here to celebrate
LoganI offered my arm to Alyssa and escorted her into the Grand Ballroom of The Plaza as Alanna walked ahead. A bellman took our coats as we walked in, revealing Alyssa’s lovely dress that fell over her body like water—very elegant and sexy. If this event hadn’t been in my honor, I would have taken her back to my condo and not let her out of the bedroom for a week.Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling and beige pillars stood along the sides of the room, as the ceiling glowed in peach lighting. An ornately decorated Christmas tree sat at the far end of the room to the right by the stage, and tables set along the edge, leaving the center of the floor open. Christmas lights hung around the room, elegantly decorated but not overly done.When Alanna slipped out of her coat, she had the attention of every man in the room with her barely-there dress. I escorted them both to the head table where Frank and Craig were sitting
Then, he pushed into me as his lips descended upon mine. He moved me to my side and lay behind me, raising my leg up over his hip, and then pushed into me again as his hand reached around and rubbed my nipples.“God. This feels good!” I said as I pushed against him, letting every inch of his wonderful dick fill me. “Don’t stop!”He pushed into me as he rubbed my nipples and then moved his hand down to my clit as he rubbed and fucked. My walls clenched around his cock as every nerve in my body screamed for release, sending me over the edge as my climax shook my body.A moment later, his cock swelled. “Fuck, Alyssa! You feel good!” he screamed as he came inside of me, pushing into me, over and over, arousing me again.This time, I pushed him back against the pillows and then straddled him backward and pushed his full cock inside of me. Then, I rode him, over and again, lifting up off him and then pushing down hard a
Logan shoved into my pussy from behind as he fondled my clit, and I pushed against him, matching his rhythm. Soon, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him pushing into me deeper and harder than before. Then his dick swelled, sending me over the edge as I screamed out in pleasure, shuddering in climax.“Oh, God, Alyssa,” he said as he came, pushing into me over and again. “You feel so good!”“Don’t stop!” I screamed as every nerve ending in my body ignited, bubbling up inside of me until it spilled over. “I’m coming again!”Then, his cock swelled again as he kept his rhythm, pushing into me even harder. He moaned as he pushed into me and stopped for a minute as he came again. Then, he pulled back and pushed into me again, until his pulls finally slowed. He kissed my back as I leaned across the table, and then rubbed my inner thighs as he kissed my ass cheeks. “You want to continue this, or are you
Soon, I walked into the front door of my apartment. It had been twenty-four hours since I’d been there, and it seemed desolate somehow. Empty. I quickly pushed the thought aside as I hung up my coat and dressed in casual jeans and a nice blue shirt and matching light sweater—the kind that’s longer in the front than in the back.Then, I headed out to the kitchen and decided to make some good old-fashioned spaghetti and meatballs. Logan had always called it ‘comfort food for the soul’.Within minutes, I had the water for the spaghetti on to boil, the sauce cooking, and was rolling the meatballs when I heard a knock on the door. “Just a minute!” I yelled as I washed up and hurried to the door, wiping my hands on a dishtowel.I flung the door open, and Logan was leaning against the door facing. “You really should ask who it is before you open the door,” he said in a seductive voice as he handed me a bouquet of pu
I laughed at her sudden change of heart. I knew just how to manipulate her … tempt her with shopping with an unlimited credit card. “So, when can you get here? We have to go shopping soon. Christmas Eve is just a week away.”She thought for a minute as she shuffled papers in the background. “Give me today to cancel my clients and I’ll be on the first flight out.”I laughed. “Good! Can’t wait to see you! Hey! Don’t plan on going back right away! I want to go out with you on New Year’s Eve, too!”She laughed. “What? Logan not man enough for you?”I laughed. “Just get your ass here! Can’t wait to see you!”Her voice suddenly turned serious. “Yeah. Me, too.”“You okay?”There was a pause at the other end. “Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. No man at Christmas, the usual.”“Well, we’re going
AlyssaThe next morning, I left Logan sleeping on his bed, dressed, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake him. He rolled over, smiling, and hugged his pillow. I loved watching him sleep. I hated to leave him, and wished I could climb back into bed with him, but I had appointments on the book. Since I had moved to New York, word had spread quickly and business was booming. A twinge of guilt pulled at my chest, because I knew a lot of it had to do with Curt.Eying the notepad and pen on Logan’s dresser, I quickly scribbled a note.My Dearest Logan:Thanks for dinner. I especially liked the ‘main course’. Come to my place for dinner tonight … and no complaining about my cooking! LOL!Until Then,AllieIt was funny. He was the one who started calling me Allie, but he was the only one who called me that all the time. Somehow, it fit. Carryi
“I’ll give you my credit card and you can go get you a dress. And don’t worry about the cost,” I whispered against her lips when I pulled back.She smirked. “You don’t have to do that. I can buy a dress.”I shook my head. “No. I want to,” I said as I placed a credit card with no limit on the table next to her plate. “Besides, you’d better get used to it.”She smiled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”I leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes. “It means that now that I found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”She was about to say something, but stopped short when the doorbell rang.“Ignore it,” I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “It’s probably just the doorman.”But she pulled back and bit her lower lip. My heart sank at her expression, wondering what she was thinking about what I had