I did as he asked, and my senses were heightened as his lips gently touched my clit and sucked it into his mouth. Then he flicked his tongue over the small bead, sending shoots of electricity throughout my body. Just when I thought that I could take no more, he thrust his tongue into my pussy, pushing it in as far as it would go. Then, he pulled back and thrust it into me again. He moved quickly in and out as he fucked me with his tongue, and then moved his lips up to my clit and sucked, flicked his tongue over it, and then thrust into me again.
“Come for me,” he whispered gently, his lips against my pussy.
I shook my head. “No. I want you to be inside of me when I come.”
He smirked. “I will be. But let me take care of you now.”
I smiled as I allowed myself to relax and enjoy the wonders of his tongue. I gasped as he pushed his finger into me, first one and then two, and moved in and out, fucking me with his fingers as
“Alyssa …”“So, you don’t deny it?” I asked, fuming. “Look: you’re my manager, but my personal life is just that … my personal life. And if you ever interfere with Logan and me again, I won’t hesitate to fire you.”“Alyssa, listen,” Craig said at the other end of the phone. “I didn’t do it. Is that what he told you? That I paid off Bryant Hall to kiss you at that concert?” He chuckled darkly at the other end. “Honey, I didn’t have to pay him. He did it on his own. You’re a desirable woman …”“I can’t believe you just said that,” I said, shaking my head. “Just stay out of my personal life! I’ll see you at the concert, but you need to get your priorities straight.”“Hey. Watch it!”“Or what?”He didn’t say anything.“That’s what I th
He laughed. “Well, let’s not keep them waiting then,” Logan said as he opened the car door and slid out. Then, he extended his hand to me and helped me out of the back of the limo. The mansion was lovely—three stories and dimly lit by outside decorative white security lights, which accented the gray stones. It looked as if it had been there for centuries.“Have fun tonight,” Jim teased as he extended a hand to Logan. “It’s good to see you here again.”Logan smiled as he shook his hand. “It’s good to be back.” Then, he turned toward me “Ready?”I nodded, overcome by sudden nerves.“I love you,” he whispered as he placed a hand gently on the small of my back and we walked up the stairs.I squared my shoulders, preparing myself mentally for anything. “I love you, too.”Just before we reached the front door, it opened and a butler st
Jim opened the limo door, but Logan held out his hand as he shook his head. Then, he walked to the garage and opened the door. Inside, cars of all makes and models lined the walls. The garage was actually as big as a small warehouse. The collection of cars inside was priceless.Logan walked purposefully over to a vintage red convertible Corvette with the top down sitting a few cars down to the right and opened the passenger door.“Logan, you’re too upset,” I said, stopping in the middle of the room.“Yeah. So?”“So, you shouldn’t be driving when you’re this upset.”“I’m okay,” he said as he motioned toward the door. “Let’s go.”I didn’t move. “Is this your car?”He shrugged as he bit his lip. “Why do you ask?”I took a step toward him. “No offense, but I don’t want to spend the night in jail for gr
Bright, golden sunshine streamed in through the window as birds sang outside, but the song sounded off—delayed, somehow. I opened my eyes, and there was white everywhere: white walls, white sheets …Someone said something, but it sounded slurred, delayed, and muffled. I tried to turn my head, but it hurt so badly that I could hardly move. Greer appeared in my line of sight. I tried to smile, but nothing seemed to be responding well. “Greer? What happened?” I tried to say.“Shush,” she said as tears streamed down her face. Then, she said something else, but I couldn’t make out what it was.“Sorry. I can’t hear you,” I said as my head spun. “What happened? Where am I?”Behind her, my mother appeared with tears in her eyes, along with my father, who bent down and kissed my forehead. His mouth started moving, but the sound was jumbled.“Sorry, Dad,” I said, unable to h
“Alyssa,” a familiar voice said in the distance. Someone was holding my hand. I tried to open my eyes as I fought the darkness. “Alyssa, it’s me. Craig. Wake up.” But his voice wasn’t the one I longed to hear. Tears trickled from my eyes onto the pillow as I slowly opened my eyes. “Craig … Logan.” He nodded as he bit his lower lip. “Yes. I know, Alyssa. I’m so sorry,” he said as sincerity lit his eyes. Then, he looked around to others in the room. “She’s awake!” Somehow, my head was feeling better and I could hear properly. My eyesight had greatly improved, too. “How long have I been out?” He let out a deep breath as my mother appeared at my side. “Almost a week since the last time you woke.” “From the last time I woke?” I asked in disbelief. She nodded as tears formed in her eyes. “Mom, could I speak with Craig along for a minute?” I tried to sit up, and both my mother and my father helped me. My head wasn’t sp
VOLUME TWO: IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES, PART 2 Ten Years Later: Nashville, Tennessee “The contract is all pretty standard,” I said to a young female musician sitting across from me. Then I went on to explain the particulars of the contract. “When you sign here, the recording contract will be complete, and you’ll start working with Mr. Savage immediately.” I looked directly into her eyes and let out a deep breath. “But if you have any questions, just ask. I’m here to help.” She nodded, and then quickly picked up a pen. I reached out to stop her. “Cindy, always read a contract first before you sign it … even from me. I’ll wait while you look it over.” She nodded, and then picked up the contract. “This looks like gibberish to me, but if you say that it’s legit, then it’s okay with me.” I looked at her with sincere eyes. “Would you like for me to explain the details again?” She shook her head. Th
I looked at the time and grabbed my purse and coat. It was November in Nashville and getting quite cold. After glancing around my office to make sure everything was in place, I turned out the light and hurried to the reception area where Mrs. Farrow was already gathering her things.“Don’t stay too late,” I called to her as I walked past.“Don’t worry. I won’t,” she said as she slipped into her coat. “Jim and I are going out tonight.”I smiled. Jim was her husband. After thirty years of marriage and many children and grandchildren later, they were still in love. They made a cute couple. “Tell him I said hello.” I set my purse down on a nearby chair and slipped into my coat. “Going dancing?”She laughed as she prepared her things. “Heavens no! Just a quiet dinner. If we tried to go dancing, Jim would probably throw out his hip.” I laughed as she leaned in conspiratori
Pain gripped my heart at the nickname that Logan had given me. It still hurt after all these years. “No. Thanks,” I said as I took another sip of my wine and forced a smile. “I’m having too much fun watching you.”“Nonsense! This isn’t a side show!” He pushed a plate in front of me. “Here; help yourself.” Anticipating my answer, he added, “And this time, I’m not taking no for an answer.”Knowing he wouldn’t let up until I indulged, I picked up a wing and the strong scent of hot sauce wafted toward me. I took a bite, and it was delicious. I devoured it in a hurry.Frank smiled. “Hungry, are we?” he teased, using my own words against me.I laughed. “I guess I was hungrier than I thought.” I placed a square of bread on a skewer, dipped it into the cheese fondue, and took a bite. “So, why did you ask me here?”“New client,&rdquo
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