- Missy. – he interrupted her again, this time framing her face between his hands, to make her face him – Stop worrying about what I'm going to like or not. I wasn't just being nice when I said I wanted this night to be about you and what you like. It is the truth. I want you to introduce me to the things you love. And I want to see you smile while you do that. The intensity in his gaze disconcerted her, and hungrily she searched her memory to some game that could act as an intermediary between something she liked to do and something that maybe Logan already knew... - Do you know how to play poker? she asked suddenly, which seemed to surprise Logan. - Uh... Yes, I know – his eyebrows furrowed – Do you know? I confess that this was not what I expected. He laughed softly. - It's one of the games Megan and I have known since we were babies. – she explained, feeling the excitement of being able to tell him about it wash over her – My grandmother just loved it. We used to play for hours
Dumbfounded, Logan watched her perfect game across the glass table, clearly incredulous. But she allowed him only a few moments of shock, as she soon demanded, barely recognizing her own voice from the amount of firmness and demand there. - Take it off! – he growled, practically climbing on top of the table as she leaned over to get a better look at that tent growing between his legs. - I don't know what's wrong with this deck... - Logan grumbled, as he stood up - Well, at least I had the opportunity to see those sexy breasts. – He winked seductively at her, before finally removing the last piece of clothing, leaving his penis, already completely erect and desirous, naked in front of her – Satisfied, you bossy? He chuckled, teasing her again. But Missy barely had time to register their teasing as she soon found herself crawling quickly across the table, practically launching herself on his luscious cock and thrusting it inside her mouth. - Shit... - Logan moaned, as she began to su
She had returned to work almost normally. Which was a step forward, certainly. At least Megan and her therapist had cheered when she told them that she wanted to come back to her office regularly to continue the software development. Of course, it was still hard to live with Suzan's acidic comments and cruel teasing, as well as Liam's disgusted and irritated look whenever they ended up seeing each other in the distance, but at least now it didn't seem unbearable anymore. The wound in her chest was still there, and sometimes the smallest things would trigger it, opening it up again, but Missy couldn't help but recognize that it was healing, little by little. She had even replaced some decorations and pictures from her favorite books, movies and anime in her room and in the other rooms of her house, the same ones she had removed and hidden shortly after the party. Sometimes a twinge of unease still afflicted her when she looked at them and remembered how many people would laugh at her
-No, no... - Wanting to reassure him, Missy placed her hands on both of his cheeks, caressing that beautiful face as she felt the soft scratch of the stubble that was there - It wasn't that. I just… – she bit her lip, shyly meeting his gaze – I wanted… I really wanted to see you. - Oh, Missy… – he whispered, looking delighted as he squeezed her even tighter in his arms, making her moan as she felt her breasts being pressed against that firm chest – I also spent the whole morning wanting to see you. I confess that I had to control myself not to go to your office and disturb your work. – he admitted with an embarrassed smile, making her gasp. - You would never get in my way. – Missy couldn't stop herself from smiling sweetly, barely able to believe that he was feeling the same way she did that morning – But, I… I'm not disturbing you, am I? – she wanted to make sure, worried. - Of course not. – he laughed, leaning down to give her a slow and sweet kiss that made her panties wet even m
And, before she could even blink, he had already turned her around again, placing her abruptly on all fours on the table, before pulling her against him, pressing her back against his chest and spreading each of his hands inside From her knees to keep her legs wide open for him, before he entered her with a single, steady thrust that had her screaming with pleasure. Feeling her body spasm with the satisfaction of finally having him inside her, Missy could only put both trembling arms behind her, trying to cling to his neck as Logan continued to thrust hard and fast, making sounds so loud it felt like someone was clapping inside the empty office. -Damn, I knew this position was going to open your pussy… – he groaned avidly, but she was so lost in her own delirium that she barely noticed – But I didn't expect it to be so… Good. – something in that word, spoken wildly between teeth, made another wave of pleasure run through her body – Damn, so tight… I don't know why I'm still surprised…
For a second, Missy just looked confused at the various employees, models and influencers who were standing there, looking directly at them, some with amazed expressions, some embarrassed and a few with amused and sly smiles, especially her friends, who were all around her. around Simon's desk, looking at her and Logan approvingly, but also good-naturedly... That's when it hit her. They had screamed and moaned freely, as they always did when they were together at his house or her apartment... The only difference was that they weren't in either of those two places. They were in his office, in a central point of the agency, in the middle of the day. And everyone nearby had probably heard the unmistakable screams, groans and grunts from within the room. And they knew perfectly well what she and Logan had been doing. Blushing so hard she felt her skin burn, Missy gasped in horror as Logan's expression, once soft and affectionate, turned menacing as he glared directly at each of the pe
After so many hours, Missy was finally able to relax. All night, she'd been tense around Logan, wondering when exactly he'd make good on his promise to read one of his erotic books aloud to her—something that, frankly, Missy still hadn't decided whether she'd consider terribly embarrassing or terribly embarrassing. exciting. Those readings were her little "guilty pleasure" and, as much as she really enjoyed them, there were always so many mean and demeaning comments directed at them that she just couldn't muster up enough courage to talk about them with the same familiarity that she did with them. science fiction or fantasy genres, for example. So, as much as she truly found the novel as worthy and fun a genre to follow and comment on as any other, it never seemed wise to air her preference to other people, even those who also enjoyed reading, since it almost certainly did. that she would become a joke. So there was still a part of her that was mortified that Logan had found out abou
- "Suddenly, she saw: lying on the bed, making a much bigger bulge under the sheets than she ever remembered seeing her grandmother's frail body make, was an apparently sleeping figure, snoring softly as the fabric filled with ruffles rose and fell. With a fond smile, Lynn hurried to her grandmother's bed, feeling sorry for the poor thing. That autumn had been unnaturally cold, but the night before had been especially chilly, especially for an old lady with a cold. the bedside table the basket full of breads, cheeses and jams that she had prepared earlier that day, Lynn gently put her hand on the place where her grandmother's shoulder was, wanting to wake her, while listening to the sound of someone breathing deeply. However, instead of finding the fragile softness of her grandmother's thin arm, she found something rigid and muscular. Startled, she was ready to scream, when a sweet but extremely hoarse, almost male voice interrupted her. - My dear! I'm glad you came to see me...-her s