Chapter 24: Chapter 24

Incredulous as she was, Missy just gave him a shaky, appreciative smile before allowing herself to settle back against his chest like he was the best of pillows - which, in many ways, it really was - and the two of them concentrated on the movie. He had chosen Raiders of the Lost Ark and so, feeling extremely more comfortable opening up to him after everything they had shared, Missy started talking about the chronological order and release order of the series and how she used to be confused by it all when she was a child and her father tried to explain it to her - until, suddenly, they were already lost in a long conversation. They also kept some of their attention on the movie, of course, but suddenly it seemed like it was nothing more than an excuse for her to keep talking to Logan about what Jonathan's favorite scenes were, the things he used to say. , the way she'd been scared of the scene of opening the ark as a child... And he seemed genuinely interested in everything, encouraging her to talk as if she'd never heard anything more interesting in her entire life.

Until, in the blink of an eye, the movie came to an end and Missy had to contain a sigh of sadness. She just didn't want the night to end, but she didn't know if he would want to watch another movie or play a game like she and Megan usually did on nights like this. Frightened, she looked up to try to read his expression, but to her surprise, he seemed very focused, staring at the closing credits without seeming to really see them.

- Is it just me or… – he turned to her, thoughtful – If the great Indiana Jones, the hero of the film, hadn't done absolutely nothing, the Nazis would have taken the ark to Germany and… Melted Hitler ? Logan finally asked, cocking his head to the side as if he was reviewing his theory.

Stunned and delighted, Missy laughed – Yes, that's a discussion my dad and I had a lot. Congrats on spotting it the first time! – she praised, excited and, surprising her even more, Logan blushed a little.

- Working as a model requires a certain amount of attention to detail. – He shrugged casually, although the satisfied smile that was still on her face made it clear that he was happy with her compliment – But, as I always knew, you have very good taste. The movie is really great. – he smiled, kissing her hair softly – And now? What's next for a perfect game night?

-Well... - Missy bit her lip, fearful... However, she soon felt courage flooding her. Logan had already opened up so truthfully to her that day… What harm did it do for her to open up to him a little bit about how much she liked games? If he was amused, he certainly wouldn't rub it in her face – I… I think the next step is games.

- Makes sense. It's night, so there are only games left. – Logan joked – Now tell me: what types of games do you like?

- Hmmm... I find card and board games very amusing... - she stammered, admitting that quickly, while that small fear in her chest, that he might find her ridiculous, grew a little - I know that It may sound childish, but...

- It's not childish. – he amended, his welcoming voice making it clear that he wasn't judging her – And even if he was, it wouldn't matter. All that matters is that it's something you enjoy doing so I'm looking forward to us doing it together. He flashed one of those absolutely dazzling smiles when she looked up, looking genuinely pleased at the prospect.

Blushing fiercely, Missy gave a tentative smile. “Thank you. But still... - she swallowed hard - I wanted it to be a fun night for you too...

- It already is, Missy. – he corrected her gently – You don't have to worry about me.

- Even so… – she bit her lips, uncertain – Is there a game you like? Or that you already know? I don't want you to feel obligated to learn a bunch of rules just so I can have fun. We can just watch another movie and...

- 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 when we visited. Did you know that you can practice fortune telling using an ordinary deck of cards?

- I think Megan must have mentioned something about that. - Logan's smile was amused, but also a little tense, as if that subject had made him a little uncomfortable.

- And best of all, maybe you'll actually enjoy it, since it's something you already know. – Missy celebrated, starting to get up – I'm going inside to get the deck and...

- Missy. He grabbed her wrist, stopping her. Surprised, she watched his serious expression. “If it makes you feel any better, then we're going to play poker. But on our next game night, I want you to make choices with you in mind and what you want. Not on me. Do we have a deal? he asked gently, though his tone was firm, unyielding.

- Will there really be a next one? – She asked, before she could stop herself, blushing right away.

- Of course you will. – He smiled maliciously – Many more. Hundreds of them, until I know every one of your favorite things by heart. Thousands, until we've played every game you have in this house together. Endless, because I'll want to do all these things again and again, even when they're not new anymore. So I think it's good for you to get used to my presence in your house. – Logan kissed her wrist, almost as if he was feeling the pulse of her vein with his lips – Because you'll forget what it's like not to have me around. he teased, though she could hear the hint of apprehension in her voice, as if he was afraid he had offended her.

-Hmmm… – she felt a wide and amazed smile form on his face – I… I think I'm going to like this.

The luminous smile he opened made her forget, for a minute, how she breathed. “Not as much as I'm going to like it, that's for sure. – That smile, that barely seemed real it was so beautiful, suddenly became mysterious – But, please, can you go get the deck and the cards… I have a proposal for you when you get back. - The lascivious way he murmured that, running his long fingers through her palm, before releasing her, made her feel so hot that she wanted to take off those pajamas at that very moment, right in front of him.

Shaking her head to dispel thoughts of hot, sweaty sex, Missy found herself practically flying to the small closet in her bedroom where she kept all her games, quickly grabbing the small box of pins and playing cards. They were inspired by characters from the video game The Legend of Zelda, and finally, she started to feel a little more confident knowing she could explain to Logan about the game's history and why she was such a fan... Maybe, since he genuinely seemed to want to have more game nights with her, they might even try to play... Maybe he even enjoyed it... And, being honest with herself, after that night, she had become eager to play. having fun with him, for sharing with him the things he loved...

At the beginning of that revenge plan, she'd come to think that everything would be about sex and pleasure, when it came to their peculiar relationship. However, more and more, she couldn't think of him as just her lover. In fact, although he was still the only man capable of arousing her desire, Missy was no longer able to think of him without considering him something else. Maybe, who knows, she had been feeling this way since that first meeting in the restaurant, before they made love for the first time, but she didn't really know. However, if there was one thing she was sure of, it was that Logan was now also her confidant, her companion, her support...

Friend of her.

Maybe your best friend, next to your sister.

And she couldn't be happier about it.

Practically bouncing as she ran back to the living room, anxious to know what his proposal was, Missy was surprised to find him sitting on the floor, resting his elbows on the coffee table, again with his shirt covering his muscular chest. Trying to contain her disappointment at seeing him dressed again, Missy sat down on the floor on the opposite side of the table, placing the box on top of it as she asked.

- Well... – she bit her lip – I'm curious to know what you want to propose to me. She smiled shyly as she placed the cards on the table.

- It's Link from The Legend of Zelda, isn't it? – Logan asked, quickly analyzing one of the letters.

- You know? Missy smiled in wonder.

- Not much, I confess. But Devon used to play it when he was a teenager, so it's familiar to me. Logan explained, looking happy that Missy had that reaction. With one swift movement, he picked up the cards and began shuffling them, while he watched Missy remove the cards from the box – And, getting back to the subject, I would like to ask: have you ever heard of strip poker? he asked, with an expression that couldn't be described in any other way than naughty.

- Y-you mean… – she swallowed hard, caught by surprise – What does it have to do with taking off your clothes?

- Yes, you are correct. – he laughed, amused – And then? Would you like to try? He watched her intently, his eyes narrowed with desire.

-Hmmm… – Missy fidgeted, squeezing her thighs together to try to soothe the sudden discomfort between her legs – What does that involve, exactly? – She asked, despite knowing that she was ready to do anything if it meant getting him naked.

- It's very simple. Every round you lose... - he started distributing the cards between the two, still with those wounded green eyes fixed on her - A piece of clothing has to come off. That's why I put my shirt back on… – he licked his lips as he looked at her cleavage – So that we could be on an equal footing. The first to get completely naked loses. – Logan winked, provocative – And, taking into account that neither of us is wearing many clothes, it won't take long for that to happen.

- I don't see a problem with that. Missy teased back, taking her hand of cards for herself and watching them with an excited smile, realizing that she had been lucky and soon, probably, he would be shirtless again.

With a deep, lust-filled laugh, Logan just started the game, not stopping watching her with that burning desire in his eyes even when he lost the first two rounds and his shirt and pants were gone, leaving him with just the underwear fully stretched by the thick erection. With that pulse between her legs only increasing, Missy felt like crying in frustration when she lost her first round, which made it impossible for her to finally see him naked in all his glory again.

- Finally. – Logan grunted, with his eyes fixed on her breasts – I don't know what's up with that deck, but for a minute I could have sworn it was favoring you. Now… – he wrapped his hands around each side of the small coffee table, almost as if he was holding himself in place – Take that shirt off before I go over there and take it off.

- It's a tempting offer. – she laughed, but still removed her first piece of clothing over her head – But, if I let you do that, I know we'll be distracted… And I really want to make you lose the next round. She licked her lips, unable to stop staring at that glorious cock erected beneath the fabric, which seemed to be calling to her.

- Holy shit... - Logan growled in a low voice, his eyes fixed on her completely bare breasts, since the bra was not an item of clothing she used to wear when she was at home - It seems that every time I I see them, they are more irresistible...

Enjoying that shivering emotion building inside her as she received all of his attention, Missy suddenly found herself twisting her nipples between her fingers, making them even more rigid, driven by that wanton part of herself that at that moment wanted nothing more. Than teasing this man and watching him reach the limits of his desire as he coveted her.

"You're becoming a sassy little thing, aren't you?" – Logan growled in that guttural way, as if he were a lion about to devour her – Dangerously sassy, I would say. But I'll make her suffer the consequences of that later. – he promised, in such a carnal way that she could only moan and tease her breasts even more in search of some relief, while feeling her thin cotton shorts start to soak – I think your hands should be on the cards, Stra. Sutton…” he warned, still watching her every move with interest.

- Yes… – she groaned, organizing her cards without really paying attention, managing to think of only one thing – You have to lose.

- I won't lose again. – Logan smirked, running his eyes down her legs – And I really hope you didn't bother putting panties down there either.

- Oh, I did. – Missy returned his smile, putting her cards on the table in a flash – And you lost.

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 suck him hard - You're getting naughty, but I love this... - He grunted, winding his hair around one of his fists, as he started to thrust for her. inside your mouth – That, love… You've been ogling my dick all night, haven't you? Well, you got him... And he won't be satisfied anytime soon... - He took a sharp intake of air as he felt her tongue swirl around the swollen head - Fuck! I'm going to show you what sassy little girls like you get... - he flattened her breasts with his hands, lasciviously twisting the nipples - Especially the ones who show off like that.

Missy moaned around his cock, that dirty talk only serving to make her more slick and ready for him. Famished, she relaxed her throat, enjoying the way Logan seemed less in control that day, pushing that huge length between her lips with some vigor. Though she gagged a little at times, that savagery of his only made her womb tighten even more with desire, driving her to masturbate harder at the part she couldn't swallow and the heavy balls of come she was itching to drink again. .

"There isn't a part of you that wasn't made for me to fuck…" he growled as the wet sounds of her mouth filled the room and those huge hands tortured her breasts. Until, suddenly, he let go of her nipples and removed his cock from inside her mouth with a sudden movement, making her whimper – Come here…! – He growled, making her get up enough just to pull her by the arm to the sofa, where he sat down and hugged her, still standing, fiercely attacking the spaces between her breasts with his mouth.

Heavens, she could never choose which of Logan gave her more pleasure: that steel monster between his legs or that magic tongue. Even when he wasn't between her legs, obscenely licking her, as if she were the finest of delicacies and he was a starving man, he was still able to provoke indescribable sensations in her body, even if the licks were focusing only between her legs. her breasts, not even making a move to reach her nipples. It was only when she was already wet with saliva to the point of running that Logan pulled her down by the waist, making her kneel before him as he wrapped his fist around his cock and began to pass the precum that oozed from him. between your breasts too. Finally, when he seemed satisfied, he took both her breasts between his hands, giving them a wicked squeeze, before squeezing them together.

- Keep them like that for me. he practically ordered, the sharp desire in his green eyes making him look almost animalistic as she gladly obeyed him.

Eagerly, she watched him guide that long, thick cock between her breasts, making the swollen glans bump her chin as he began to thrust into the spot he had dampened, first slowly and then lustfully, just as he would her pussy. Groaning, Missy squeezed her breasts tightly around that purple cock, incredibly enjoying the feel of that hard, pulsing flesh moving frantically against her sensitive skin and swollen nipples. At one point, with a need she didn't even know where it came from, Missy lowered her head and began to lick and suck on the bulging head, drinking every creamy drop that was oozing from the tiny opening.

- Damn, you loved that, didn't you? - Logan cursed after a deep moan, intensifying the movement of his hips even more - Of course he loved it. Look at you, letting me fuck your breasts and your mouth at the same time... - he pushed hard inside her mouth, letting her suck several inches hungrily - Shit, nobody sucks a cock like you, love. I bet your pussy is a real puddle of honey at this time, isn't it? Just waiting for me… – he groaned loudly, as Missy swirled her tongue around his erection – Of course you are… – he repeated again, looking out of his mind as he reached out to wipe away a drop of saliva. that had trickled out of the corner of her mouth – You were made for me. Just like I was made for you. And just for you. – he continued to growl, while his cock pulsed almost to the point of throbbing between her breasts and her lips – If only I hadn't been so blind…

A tiny part of her actually wondered what he was talking about, but that thought was soon lost as he jerked her to her feet again, lifting herself off the couch so he could take her in his arms and rip her clothes off, before wrapping her arms around his shoulders. legs around his waist and pin her back against the nearest wall, burying every thick, luscious inch of that huge cock inside her with just a single ferocious thrust, causing her to let out a plaintive, satisfied squeal that most of the neighbors are sure to hear. he heard.

- I love these amazing breasts... - he mumbled, watching her breasts bounce, while digging his fingers around her hips to make her meet his voracious thrusts, while Missy held her shoulders, trying to balance - But , as much as I want to see them pig out on my cum again, I need to come inside you. – he growled in a murmur, while running his tongue along her neck – I need to feel your little pussy tighten around my cock, milking my cum, needing me...

- Yes, yes… - Missy moaned, scratching his back shamelessly while her pussy swallowed him, making perversely wet sounds with each new thrust – I always need you… It feels so good… – she whimpered , lowering her hips towards his cock, while the firm thrusts continued to press her hard against the wall.

- I also always need you. – He growled against the curve of her neck, while her tender flesh tightened around him, demanding an orgasm – How could he not? Look at you... - he looked down her body between his arms, stopping only to watch his cock sink into the swollen flesh inside Missy - You are so perfect, love... Inside and out... – Closing his eyes, he became even more ferocious, fucking her so hard that she could just throw her head back, leaning it against the wall, and scream, ecstatic – That… Scream while I get into that tight pussy . Let everyone know how well fucked you are. – he demanded, running his hands over her ass before giving her a loud slap, making her gasp with pleasure – Wasn't that what you wanted, while you were teasing me, showing your excited pouts to me? Get your ass spanked and fucked until your pussy runs like you're doing now? Reply! – He growled against her ear, moving his hand down her ass again, in a resounding slap that made her squeal.

- Yes! I wanted it all...! – she moaned, breathless, not caring how much the neighbors could hear her – I still want it. Please don't stop! I'm so close...!

"Look at you, rolling around on my cock..." He let go of her for a minute and Missy hugged even tighter against him, digging her nails into his back certainly to the point of scratching, while not allowing it, not even for a second. , that the penetration in your entrance decreases – And offering me that perky tail. You really are itching for a spanking today, aren't you? – He gave her a few more precise slaps, interspersing caresses where she had been hit – Damn, I can feel your pussy getting more slippery while your hot little ass gets hot and pink... It's just beautiful...

-Oh, Logan… – Missy moaned, pressing her cheek into his shoulder as she felt everything inside her about to convulse – Yes… Harder… Harder.

- Yes, love, I'll fuck you faster, harder, whatever you want… - he groaned, looking as ready to explode as she was - Squeeze my cock. Take what you want. Just let me come with you. I need to feel that connection… – he moaned, lost in pleasure as he pushed her upwards, such was the wildness of her hips movement – I am no longer able to live without her.

Amidst her own pleasure, Missy recognized what he was talking about. It was about that sublime, nameless feeling, the sense of completeness that washed over them whenever they made love. The same feeling that was building inside her to the edge, when she inexplicably felt that Logan was ready to come. That simple. Suddenly, she knew it was time and she let go, tightening around that iron shaft as Logan poured himself deep inside her, each thick spurt of cum reaching unexplored depths in her quivering flesh, as they enjoyed not only of pleasure, but also of the undefined joy that there was in having achieved that pleasure together, at the same time.

It was a long time – or maybe it was a short time, she just couldn't place it anymore – before either of them could move again. She still hadn't fully regained consciousness when she realized that Logan had dropped onto the couch, laying her on top of him. Still out of breath and feeling the swollen, deeply satisfied flesh of her pussy throbbing, Missy could only hum.

- That was... Wow. She finally gasped, feeling unable to describe what they had just done.

- Yes I agree. – Logan laughed softly, while smelling her hair – Sorry if I was a little rude today. I ended up letting myself go and...

- Why are you apologizing? – Missy lifted her head to look at him, her eyes wide – It was just perfect. You can make love to me like this whenever you want. – She smiled, burying her face in his bare chest and blushing heavily when she finally realized what she had said.

- Good to know… – he caressed her back distractedly – Because I'm starting to lose more and more of my control when I'm around you.

"You can lose control whenever you want…" she couldn't stop herself from saying, still with her cheek pressed to his chest.

- You're getting so brazen... – he laughed, delighted – At this rate, I'm going to have to... Oh, shit... - Surprised by that sudden exclamation, Missy raised her head to see his worried expression, but, still, she didn't understand what he was referring to, until those guilty green eyes met hers - Condom.

- Oh... That's right... - She widened her eyes, astonished to realize that they really had forgotten that vital detail - B-but, it's not a problem. – she stammered, trying not only to be optimistic, but also to convince herself that that slip up wasn't something so serious – I just need to go to the pharmacy and buy some pills. It's going to be okay... Isn't it? Missy asked uncertainly. She knew so little about sex yet... Could it be that she also knew little about pregnancy?

-Yes, you will...-he consoled her, kissing her forehead-And I'll always be here to protect you. No matter what happens. - he promised solemnly, making her heart warm sweetly - But anyway, I'm sorry, love. I don't know how I could forget...

- You do not need to apologize. – she smiled, caressing his face – I don't think either of us was in a position to… Well, to be rational.

- I guess I'm never really rational when it comes to you. – he joked, although again there was a solemn tone in his voice, which disappeared only when he spoke again – Do you think we can make this a tradition of our own game night? he asked maliciously.

-I think it's a great idea... - Missy yawned, nestling her pleasantly exhausted body against his and, before she even realized it, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

And full of dreams about Logan Knight.