Filthy Secret

I whimpered, pushing back into his touch and began undulating my hips.

“Such a greedy girl.” Much to my dismay, he pulled his hand from between my legs but kept his other wrapped tightly around my throat. “Take off your panties.”

Doing as I was told; I reached under my dress and slipped the thin material down my legs and kicked them to the side.

Logan ran his hand back under the hem of my dress and lifted the fabric to my waist. “Keep your hands against the wall and stick your ass out.”

Placing my hands against the wall, I tilted my hips, waiting for him to make his next move.

“I remember the first time we met. I wanted to take you to the bathroom and fuck you within an inch of your life.” As he spoke, he slipped his fingers over my hot center, running them back and forth over the swollen flesh. “I thought you were stunning then but now…now that I know what you feel like, sound like, taste like, you’re fucking breathtaking, baby girl.” He thrust his middle finger into me, pulling a moan from the back of my throat. “I also remember the first time we fucked. I like to think it was us making love but we both know that wasn’t the case.”

Squeezing my eyes shut, I let his words sink into me, pulling forth memories I hadn’t thought about in a long time.

Logan dug his fingers into my hips, powering forward and back. The pleasure was almost too much. I could feel him in the deepest parts of me. The only parts that mattered.

This side of him surprised me. He had always been a gentleman, bordering a little on being shy. But when I told him that I wanted to finally take our relationship to the next level, it was like a switch went off inside of him.

We never did make it to dinner.

Instead, he brought me back to his place and had me up against the wall before I knew what was happening. His strong fingers were around my throat, his eyes never moving from mine, all the while he fingered me roughly.

Foreplay had never been new for us, but it was always gentle and sweet. I didn’t realize it until he shoved three fingers in and out of me, that I wanted more.

“You like that,” his voice took on a tone I had never heard before. Not from him. “You like me fingering the fuck out of your cunt.”

Before I could respond, he tightened his hold on my throat and pulled me away from the wall. He took a step forward, forcing me back. If it wasn’t for him holding me, I would have stumbled over my feet as his fingers continued to penetrate my body.

“Logan,” I whined, which only earned me a dark chuckle.

He shoved me back, releasing me completely.

I gasped, tripping over my feet, and landing on the chaise in his living room. Thankful for the soft fall, I stared up at him with wide eyes. “What the hell?”

He only grinned and knelt on the chaise between my legs. With a rough move, he flipped me onto my stomach and pulled me to all fours.

The sound of a zipper lowering, sent a shiver down my spine.

Before I could ask him for more, he grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulled me back against him and thrust his cock into me.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

A shattered scream ripped from my throat and I knew right then that things would never be the same between us.

“What are you thinking about?” Logan whispered in my ear, pulling me back to the present.

“How rough you were the first time we had sex. How delicious it was.

How much you had me craving more of that side of you. This side.”

His lips pulled up into a smile. “This side is only for you, my love.”

“Good, then I think you should fuck me.”

He chuckled, lowering the zipper to his pants, and let the fabric fall to his feet before he kicked them to the side. “Is that so?” he asked, slipping his thumbs into my center.

“Yes,” I panted.

Logan slowly thrust his cock into me, in between both of his thumbs.

“So fucking tight.”

The burn of being stretched, forced a hard whine from the back of my throat. I was powerless to his touch, wishing it could be like this all of the time with him. But Logan always left me guessing and aching for more.

“Fuck, baby.” He pulled his thumbs from my soaked body and grabbed my hand. Pushing it between my legs, he sunk his teeth into my shoulder. “Slide your fingers into your pussy.”

I did as I was told, feeling his cock slowly thrusting in and out of me. Hooking my fingers into my body, I began pumping my hand between my legs. That movement alone was enough to push me over the edge.

“Fuck, yes.” He groaned, grabbing hold of my hips, and picking up speed with his deep thrusts. “Just like that, Hadley.”

“God.” My legs shook, threatening to give out from under me. “Harder.

Please, Logan. Fuck me harder.”

My pleas and begging for more, turned into a scream as an unexpected release powered through me. His name left my lips on a gasp.

“Yes, yes, yes. Suck that cum out of me.”

My eyes rolled into the back of my head, the pleasure too much but not enough.

We fell to the floor in a pile of tangled limbs with our bodies still connected in the most delicious way.

Logan pulled out of me and rolled me onto my back. Before I could even catch my breath, he was back inside of me. With his mouth fused to mine, he forced another scream from my lips and used my body for his own personal gain.