“Take off your top first.”
“Do you want me to spank you again?” he questioned as he pulled his shirt off. I stared down at his chest and ran my hands up and down his abs, trying to avoid staring at his scar. It had obviously made him self-conscious earlier and I didn’t want to do that again. Though I wondered how he had gotten it. Had he been in a fight and someone had pulled out a knife? Or had he tried to rob a house and gotten cut on some broken glass? I ran my fingers over it thoughtfully, and he pulled me up to him quickly, rolling me over so I was on my back and he was in top of me. I opened my legs and wrapped them around his waist, and his mouth came crushing down on mine. I felt his chest crush against my br**sts as his tongue sought out mine, our lips pressing against each other’s urgently. I ran my hand through his hair and I felt his hand run down the side of my body, grabbing my leg and pulling me more tightly around him. I felt his hardness twitching against me through his boxers and I started moving back and forth slowly so I could feel him rubbing me up and down.
Logan gasped against my lips, as I increased my pace and he started moving his hips, rubbing against me harder and harder. I felt the tip of him against me and realized he must have slipped out of his boxer shorts. He was at my entryway so I reached up and grabbed his ass and pushed him into me so I could feel him inside me. He shook his head and laughed as he shifted slightly. I no longer felt him against me and I moaned in exasperation. My brain felt dazed with lust and I opened my eyes to see why he hadn’t taken me.
“It’s not going to be that easy,” he whispered against my lips. “I told you that by the end of the night, I’m going to have you screaming my name, begging me to take you.”
“I want you to take me now,” I gasped and ran my hands down his body until I held his erection in my hands. “Take me now, Logan.”
“Not yet.” He shook his head. “Why ruin the fun?”
“I want you inside of me.”
“You’ve had me inside of you.”
“I want you inside of me again, now.” I tugged at his hair. “Please.”
“Have you ever f**ked on your parents’ bed before?”
“No,” I moaned, needing to feel him inside of me.
“How does it feel?”
“Naughty.” I blinked up at him. “Like I’m a bad girl.”
“You are a bad girl.” He laughed, and his mouth found my breast.
“Well, you’re a bad boy.”
“What would your dad say if he knew what you were doing?” He bit down on my nipple. “What would he say if he walked in right now and saw you naked on his bed, with Logan Martelli sucking on your ni**les?”
“He wouldn’t like it,” I gasped as he suckled on my other nipple and bit down hard. “Ooh, that feels... oooh!” I cried out as he slipped two fingers inside of me as he continued sucking.
“What would he think if he saw me bringing you to an orgasm with my fingers?” He whispered in my ear. “His little girl being pleasured by the bad boy of River Valley?” My eyes shot open at the sound of venom in his voice, and I squirmed, slightly uncomfortable. Why did he keep mentioning my dad?
“I don’t… oh my God,” I screamed in ecstasy as Logan kissed down my body and his tongue replaced his fingers. “Oh my, Logan, ooh, don’t stop.” I grabbed his head and bucked under him as his tongue slipped in and out of me. “Please don’t stop, I’m going to come.” His hands grabbed hold of my hips and pushed my legs open even wider as he devoured me with his tongue and sucked on me. I felt my body tremble as my climax built up and then explode into a million pieces as I felt myself orgasm underneath him. Logan continued to lick me up after I had finished coming. I closed my eyes and lay there, delighting in the feelings that were still coursing through my body. Logan finally stopped and I felt his lips kiss up my body and stop on my mouth. His tongue traced over my lips and his hands grabbed mine and he pulled them above my head.
“Open your eyes,” he commanded me and I opened them slowly, feeling slightly shy at what had just happened. “Did you like that?”
“Yes.” I grinned up at him, thrilled at the look of desire in his eyes. As I stared up at him, I felt like I had known him for a million years, not just one day.
“Do you let every guy do this to you right away?” His eyes darkened and he looked at me furiously as if jealous.
“No, of course not.”
“Then why me?” His grip tightened and he looked down at me. “You don’t strike me as a girl who turns to a life of crime and winds up in my bed all in one day, just because.”
“We’re not in your bed,” I replied impishly.
“What?” He looked at me in confusion, then his eyes sparkled as he got my comment. “Your mouth is going to get you in trouble, Maddie Wright.”
“I’d rather trouble were to get into me.” I winked at him and wiggled underneath him.
“You’d rather trouble get …” he burst out laughing as he realization dawned on him. “You are a bad girl, aren’t you?”
“Only recently,” I answered honestly. “But, I suppose my whole life has been building up to this moment.” And being with you, I thought to myself. My whole life has been the opening to this main act. But I didn’t voice my thoughts. I didn’t want to scare him. I didn’t want him to know that at first sight I had known that we were destined to be together. That I would do anything to be with him.
“Your whole life, huh?” He stilled and rolled away from me. “You’ve been watching too many romance movies, Maddie. This doesn’t end in happily ever after.”
“Who says?” I rolled over and looked at him, hurt.
“What part of this makes you think of happily ever after?” His fingers trailed down the valley between my br**sts. “You’re just a goodtime girl to me.”
“Maybe you’re just a goodtime boy to me.” I tried to disguise the pain in my voice as best as I could. “Maybe I just want to be f**ked by the baddest boy in town.”
“Well, you already got your wish then, didn’t you?” His voice was harsh.
“You’re an ass**le.” I stared at him with hate. I didn’t understand why he was so hurtful to me. There were times I felt he was just role-playing with me, and yet there were times I knew he was deliberately trying to hurt me.