Virgin for the Night (For The Night #2) by C.J. Fallowfield Read Free Book Online Page A

to hear my name on your
lips as you shatter,’ he instructed as his half-closed eyes looked down at
mine. My whole body suddenly tensed and went rigid as my back arched involuntarily
and I screamed at the top of my lungs as indescribable pleasure ran through me
like a high voltage and I started to quake as Logan stiffened then groaned as I
felt him swell and flex inside me.
    ‘Logan,’ I murmured as I closed
my eyes and sank back down in a completely blissed out daze. If that was
how sex felt, I wanted more of it. After I’d had a serious sleep and some food
to build up my energy levels again. He’d just wiped me out, completely.
     

    Logan
    I’d never experienced anything
like it as I moved inside her. She fitted me like a second skin, a skin that
was probably a fraction too tight, but that only added to the enjoyment for me.
I only hoped I wasn’t hurting her too much, bruising her internally, or it
could put her off sex again for life. I’d had so much sex over the years,
especially the last four, some downright kinky, but nothing, nothing compared to the way my mind and body felt with Summer beneath me. She was
starting to enjoy it now, she’d been on the verge of quitting, I could tell,
but not anymore.
    Her cheeks were deeply flushed,
as pink as her soft flesh that I was abusing with my wide cock. Both sets of
lips were incredibly swollen and moist and her eyes, I could drown in those
fucking stunning Indian oceans of blue. She was looking at me with some kind of
awe and I swallowed hard, here I was having the best sex of my life, gentle
bloody sex which made it even more laughable, and she had absolutely no idea.
Every word that came out of my mouth she’d assume was a lie, because she was
paying me to be nice and make her feel special. Fuck, she was special,
Summer Beresford didn’t know it yet, but she had me by the balls. I hated the
thought that now I’d introduced her to the pleasures that having her body
touched sexually could bring, she’d be rushing off to try it with other men. I
closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying not to think about it, or the fact
that I was desperate to come. I was like a fucking teenager, I’d completely
lost my renowned stamina.
    ‘ Ahhhh ,’ she cried as her
lips started opening and closing and her eyes gazed at me wildly as our hips
moved faster. Thank God, she was on the verge of coming. I’d never needed to
offload in someone more. Damn these fucking rubbers, I’d love to have felt her
hot moist flesh surrounding me, skin on skin. There was no issue with
lubrication, she was flooding me with every cry.
    ‘That’s it baby, you’re coming …
O God Summer, come with me, come with me now, I want to hear my name on your
lips as you shatter,’ I ordered as I gazed down at her. I didn’t have to wait
long and it was like a damn revelation as I pumped my condom full of scorching
come as she fell apart beneath me, I didn’t want anyone else to touch her, she
was mine . I wanted to not only be her first, but her last. Fuck ,
I knew she’d cause me trouble from the moment I opened her damn picture.
Staying inside her, I quickly rolled to my side, taking her with me as she
continued to mewl and tremble. I wrapped my arms around her as she nuzzled into
my chest and I kissed the top of her head over and over until her body and both
of our breathings slowed down and she gradually fell asleep in my arms, leaving
me feeling happier than I’d felt in years, possibly ever.
     

     

The Kitchen

    Logan
    I just lay there, feeling her hot body pressed up against
mine, feeling the sort of relaxed contentment I’d not felt in years. Having the
sorts of varied sexual encounters I did, in some luxurious locations, was
amazing and I’d had a blast, but lately all I could think about was that I
longed to be able to be me a little more often. To have someone who wanted the
real me, not Logan the seductor, but me. Occasionally for someone to ask
how I was feeling, to show