Chapter 28: Chapter 28

Trying to keep her eyes from rolling in pleasure, Missy struggled to focus on the cell phone screen he had moved closer to her face, stuttering without any emotion in her voice other than shyness – Hmmm… H-hello Grandma. Of course I brought your jam. Are you b-okay? she asked hesitantly as Logan trailed hot kisses down her collarbone.

- My dear… – he murmured sensually, his husky and low voice making her nipples harden to the point of starting to pinch the fabric of her shirt – You don't know how long I've wanted to have you here with me… – he continued to whisper. murmur ambiguously, just like the character in the book, although she noticed that he was no longer reading or repeating each line in full – Have you come to take care of me? Help me get better? – He asked, taking one of her hands and placing it against her cheek, allowing her to feel the wispy and rough beard.

Even still shy, there was something about that act, that little fantasy, that ignited something wild and exciting inside Missy. She didn't think of herself as someone with an incredibly vivid imagination, but at that moment, with him talking in that hot, voluptuous way, stretched out across the sofa as he looked down at her with those burning eyes, it made her feel as if she really were an innocent and at the same time eager little red riding hood, who knew there was something wrong with that rough feeling in her hand under the sheets, but unable to take a step back or run away, totally taken by an excitement that she didn't even know what it was.

-What rough skin you have, grandma… – she suddenly found herself saying, as she knew the character did, although Logan's hand had long ago abandoned the cell phone on one of the sofa's arms – What happened? Did you get hurt?

- It's something I let grow, so I could caress you better. She watched as he touched his lips to her palm, but it was incredibly easy for Missy to pretend she just felt it. For her, Logan was hidden under a sheet, still an open question for her - I have a feeling you'll like the feeling it will cause in you... In many parts of you.

Swallowing hard, just like the character, Missy put it aside, trying not to show how that phrase had left her confused. – And your voice? It's so hoarse...

- It was the cold, my dear… – he continued murmuring, as he lay down slowly on the large sofa, lying stretched out in front of her – And I spent many lonely nights calling your name, to be able to speak it better… Until that I was like that.

- Oh, Grandma, I'm so sorry... - Making her voice sweeter, Missy kissed his hair, pretending she was kissing the sheets - But I'm here now and I promise I'm going to make up for every minute you wanted me by your side.

-Oh, you will… – Logan growled – I know you will… – he put that huge hand on her thigh, squeezing it.

- Grandma, what big hands you have. – Missy moaned, breaking character a bit as she got even closer to him, looking forward to what was to come.

-I worked a lot in the weeks before I got sick, dear ... - he slipped his fingers inside her shorts, digging them into her flesh - I wanted to make my hands bigger. To be able to touch you better... - he ran his hands around her waist, getting dangerously close to her heaving breasts - And there's so much to touch... I'm going to make you feel so good...

-I don't think I understand, grandma... - she gasped, feeling him caress the side of her breast as his hand slowly rose to her face.

- You don't need to understand, dear... - He opened a smile and Missy pretended, inside her mind, that she had lifted that sheet a little, more and more confused by those ambiguous sentences, and had seen a flash of bright green eyes and sharp canines among the shadows.

-What big eyes you have, Grandma... And what a big mouth too... - With those beautiful eyes fixed on her, Missy didn't even have to pretend that she was fascinated.

- Oh, that… – he laughed gutturally – It's just so I can see you better… And, of course, so I can kiss you better. He lifted her hand a little so he could linger on her wrist for a second, before suddenly pulling her to him, pressing his massive erection against her thigh as she hugged him.

- Hmmm... Grandma... - Missy giggled nervously - I don't know what it is, but... There's something really, really big poking me.

Logan laughed too, looking happy to see her trying to act it out, and in an instant, she found herself suddenly beneath his large body as he held himself over her using his arms, a position that left his cock, hard and heavy against her. the soft fabric of the sweatpants he wore, perfectly lined up against that sweet wet spot between his own shorts. It was only after he'd rubbed vigorously against her a few times that Missy, moaning freely, finally remembered that he was supposed to be acting – or at least trying to act.

- Y-you're not my grandma... - She tried to look scared, but that sentence sounded much more like a new moan than anything else.

- And you're not very perceptive, Little Red Riding Hood. – He joked, running kisses over her neck and face, sometimes trying to kiss her mouth, but always giving up in the end.

- W-who are you? And what did you do with my grandmother? – she tried to sound irritated, but not even the best acting in the world could stop her from moving against the movement of his hips.

- Your grandmother is fine. And, as for who I am... - he licked his lips, as he ran his eyes over her body in a way that really made her feel like she was helpless prey, about to be devoured by a wolf - Just look in the your memories. You know me. You may be the sexiest, most inattentive woman in the world, but I know you felt me. In the shadows, watching you. – the intensity she saw in those green eyes, darkened with desire, made her paralyzed, but not in a bad way – I tried so hard to take my eyes off you the first time I saw you… So perfect that I could barely manage believe you were real. – he gently touched her face, before giving her a melancholy smile – A lone wolf never likes to realize he's in love, you know? Love means that the center of your world is going to be filled by someone other than yourself, and that can be quite uncomfortable after a long time alone. But my heart didn't give me any other choice... - fascinated, even without understanding why he had improvised all those lines for the character, Missy remained transfixed in that burning gaze, which seemed to consume her from the inside out - I should have come to here before, I know. But it took a while to get it through my thick head that loving you wasn't my undoing. It was my salvation. I realized that a long time ago... Longer than I thought I would be able to bear it, away from you.

- Do you have any idea how difficult it was, having to see you so close to me, but at the same time so far away? - He growled, giving a firm thrust between her legs that made her gasp - Wanting you... Wanting to be able to rip that idiot you used to walk with into a thousand pieces... A bastard like that would never deserve you, I knew that very well. ... He didn't know anything about you, he didn't treat you as you deserved... But since I thought that was what you wanted, I resigned myself to just watching... - He shook his head, troubled, until his Fierce eyes focused on her again, filled with a determination so deep, Missy could only gasp in amazement – And now, from this night forward, my love, I will not hold me back. No longer will I hide, pining for you from a distance. Tonight, I'm going to make you mine. Forever. – he promised, making Missy's stomach clench with a deliciously intense tension – So just take off that innocent little outfit, my sweet little Red Riding Hood, because that big bad wolf is about to devour you.

- Why such a big mouth? – Missy couldn't resist joking, even though the emotion caused by what he had said was still running through her body. She truly had no idea why he had said all those beautiful things, so different from the plain dirty lines of the character in the book, but honestly, she was just blown away. It had been romantic as well as sensual. So much so that Missy had suddenly found herself not just imagining that fantasy, but actually living it, as if it were all real. As if he was really saying all that to her, and not to a character. As if that love so deep and touching really existed.

And like everything else with Logan, she just decided to enjoy that magnificent feeling, instead of wasting time being sad that it wasn't real.

She was good enough at suffering alone, not needing the reassurance that no one would ever love her that way.

So Missy concentrated only on the wicked smile that spread across Logan's face as he watched her intently.

- I already said. My mouth is just for kissing you... In every possible place. – he rubbed his cheek against her still covered breasts – But, if you're so curious… Why don't you take it from me yourself and find out? I can see in those pretty little brown eyes of yours how eager you are to find out what the big, big thing is for....

Afraid and eager at the same time, Missy bit her lip and lowered her hands to the waistband of his jeans, where that furious member looked ready to rip through the supple fabric of his sweatshirt. Growling with approval, Logan started to help her get him naked while he continued to purr sensually.

- Good girl. I bet you don't even know what's driving her to do this, do you? Your prude little virgin head must be panicking, but your sweet little body knows what it wants. You were made for me, for me to fuck you. I've known that since that first day... - Missy heard him grunt, but couldn't look away from the heavy erection that hung between them, looking literally hungry for her - Look at you... - he laughed gutturally, perversely satisfied - No need to be ashamed, my fair maiden. Despite being carried away by what you want. Put those little hands on my body, take off your clothes and spread those pretty thighs... Then when we get back to the village, you can tell everyone about how you were brave enough to ride the big bad wolf all by yourself.

He had barely said that last word when Missy's hand, seeming to have a mind of its own, moved down his broad bare chest and wrapped itself around that throbbing shaft, beginning to nimbly caress him without any ceremony. It was so hot and hard between her fingers, seeming to almost pulse in time with her heart, that Missy couldn't help but let a small moan escape her as her mouth grew as wet as that hungry spot between her legs, imagining the taste it would taste like. he would have on his tongue.

- Damn… – Logan cursed, vigorously moving his hips towards her hand – My innocent little girl knows how to use her hands like nobody else, doesn't she? – he brought his hand to her face and ran his thumb over her lower lip – But what I really want to find out is what you're capable of doing with that little mouth. We only have one more important thing to do before that...

Before she could even realize what was happening, Logan had already pulled the straps of her pajamas and ripped them, making her breasts bounce, free and heavy, with the erect nipples seeming to beg for his mouth. But they didn't have to beg for long. Soon, his tongue was already taking turns, fierce, between her breasts, while her shorts and panties received the same fate as her shirt. In that moment, as he literally feasted on her body without any restraint, Missy thought he really looked like a wolf: hungry, wild, relentless. Focused only on satisfying your own desires.

And honestly, she felt the same way too, as at no point did her hand leave his cock or her other hand and mouth stop roaming over his face, his chest, and any and all parts of his glorious body that she could reach. It was almost inexplicable, but it always seemed to be like that between them. As if the two were always in tune, feeling the same things, sharing the same desires.

She still had a lot to learn about sex, probably, but something inside her told her that perhaps not all people felt this when they made love.

- Shit! - Logan growled against her breast when she ran her thumb through that small opening on his cock, spreading the pre-cum around there - I want to taste that tight little pussy, while you suck my cock... - He passed a moment. short second in silence, before a mischievous smile spread across her beautiful face - How nice that we can do both at the same time, no?

Before she could ask what he meant, Logan had already shifted his position, putting her to one side only long enough to roll over, remaining flat on the sofa as he pulled her on top of him, bringing her face perfectly in line with his. height of that thick cock and his face just below her pussy which, she knew very well, was literally oozing.

- So fucking perfect... - Logan growled, spreading hot air between her sensitive folds, before running his tongue over her for a long time, even reaching the threshold of her other entrance, which also blinked with desire - Yes, I know that this little ass wants a good fuck too, but he's not ready yet. But that pussy is…” He took another long lazy lick, gently sucking her clit in the process, making her legs wobble hard enough that he needed to hold her by the thighs, keeping her steady for his tongue – Fuck, it's the taste of paradise itself, there is no other explanation... - he seemed to be saying that more to himself than to her - And how could I deny an orgasm to my private paradise?

Missy honestly couldn't tell if he said that already against her pussy or if he waited a millisecond too long before doing so. All she knew was that suddenly his tongue was deep inside her folds, licking and sucking them as if he were a starving man and she was feasting on him. Everything inside her seemed to pulsate, but nothing could compare to the situation of her entrances, which writhed almost as if they wanted to draw Logan's tongue's attention to themselves, wanting to have him all to themselves. Missy couldn't remember anymore because she got a little scared when he subliminally suggested anal sex one of the first times they made love. If it was anything remotely close to what she was feeling as Logan sank his soft, firm tongue into her tiny ring, then she was more than looking forward to what was to come.

Moaning wildly with pleasure, Missy felt herself slump a little more, which made that impressive cock press against her cheek, almost as if she were demanding attention. With a small smile to herself, Missy just took a moment to brush her cheek against the hard flesh and bulging veins, feeling it slap a few times against her face with an obscene sound, before opening her mouth as wide as she could and sucks it in, swirling his tongue around the head a few times before allowing it to slowly move up his throat. Logan's groan against her pussy as soon as she did was like an aphrodisiac, as her entrance dripped impossibly more, encouraging her to slide as much of his cock into her throat as she'd managed to suck so far.

Still moaning incessantly, she found herself oblivious to everything but his tongue, and then his fingers as well, frantically in and out of her pussy, making her lose herself more and more in that deep pleasure as the salty, musky taste of that increasingly swollen cock filled his tongue. With every second of that sweet torture, his cock seemed to tremble and grow even more inside her mouth, while her pussy seemed on the verge of convulsing against his tongue, making her womb clench in the most sublime way...

Until she finally exploded in a shattering orgasm that almost seemed to tear her from the inside out, causing her to release that huge cock from inside her already deliciously sore jaw from having held it for so long. Not that Missy was in any shape to perceive anything but the purest pleasure, but she had the faint impression that she would surely have collapsed against him had Logan not continued to grip her thighs tightly, refusing to allow for her to close her legs the tiniest bit while she drank every drop of his cum, still thrusting his hips forward, in front of her face, almost as if he had no more control over himself...

Until he came too, sending jets and jets of hot, thick cum spurting all over his abdomen, but especially where Missy's face, almost like his cock was looking for her. And even though she was still incapacitated from coming so hard, Missy was able to stick her tongue out of her mouth, feeling the thick cream fall onto parts of her cheeks, her neck, even parts of her mouth and her breasts, and also in her mouth, as if he were accepting the invitation for her to swallow him. It was only when he was at the end of his orgasm, after he had literally showered her with semen, that Missy was able to reach out a trembling hand and grab that still throbbing cock, slowly licking the very sticky head before starting to drink. sucking it in, as you would a straw, wiping the last traces of his orgasm away as you reveled in that stinging bitterness of his pleasure spreading across her tongue.

- You little dick-eater… – Logan growled when she finally let his cock free, turning her head to find him glaring at her – Come on, turn to me, wipe your face and lick your fingers. Then rub the rest on her body. You made me cum outside your pussy but I want every drop of my cum inside you one way or another.

With a lecherous, obedient smile, Missy turned all the way around, sitting on his belly as she ran her fingers across her cheeks, bringing the thick cream that was oozing there into her mouth, without any hint of shyness or hesitation in her mind. . There, there was just her and Logan now. No longer the fantasy, or the reality she liked to haunt her. There was just desire, pleasure, and that feeling of completeness and perfection that was both pornographic and sublime.

Almost showing off in front of the dark and fierce eyes that watched her intently, Missy finished drinking the cum that was on her face and fingers, before moving her hands down to her chest, spreading the thick fillets of cum all over her chest, enjoying it. She felt the creamy sensation of spreading some of it over her skin and teasing her nipples as she coated them with Logan's come, then trailed her fingers down to her belly, rubbing what little was left over her clit, already throbbing again. Moving back a little while masturbating, Missy spread her legs further apart and showed him her well-cumming folds that were still trembling for more.

- Sucking my cock and being fucked by my tongue made that pussy soft for me, didn't you, love? – he praised with a guttural voice, sinking two fingers deep inside her without any warning, making her throw her head back with so much satisfaction – But even so, she still wants more. And she will get it. So much so that you'll barely be able to walk tomorrow. Come here! he demanded, his voice husky with desire, before pulling her to the side, lifting himself up until she was beneath him.

Out of breath, she felt rather than saw him turn her to face the sofa and then place her on all fours, her legs wide apart as he gripped both sides of her waist firmly, leaving her ass sticking out in the direction of the bed. to him...

And suddenly, he was inside her. Every inch thick and hard as steel stretched her wet, tight flesh. In an intense, raw... uncontrolled way. And besides the pleasure with a stinging stab of pain that there was in him fucking her so savagely, pushing that hungry cock all the way inside her with ever-increasing force, there was also an odd satisfaction in knowing he'd lost control. completely because of her. At that moment, when she looked over her shoulder to watch him as he took her from behind fiercely, surely leaving his finger prints on her hips, before starting to grab her by the hair so he could keep her up insane pace, nothing in his posture reminded her of the always cool and unflappable Logan Knight. There, inside her, with his head thrown back and his hips moving with enough speed to generate an almost nonstop sound against her flesh, he looked nothing but completely lost in pleasure, hungry, out of his mind.

All this because of her.

Again, as it had before, it made her feel very powerful.

- What a tight little pussy you have, little hat... - He grunted, reminding her that, technically, they were still in the middle of a fantasy - But it's easy to fuck you hard with all that cream around. What a good girl… - he praised her, leaning forward until he was on his hands and knees too, his chin resting in the crook of her neck as he continued to move his hips mercilessly, driving her insane - Always making things easier for my dick, isn't it? First coming here to lie in bed with me, then letting me taste this little pot of honey, and now that naughty little pussy dripping at me, begging to be fucked. - He growled against her ear, moving one of his hands towards her clitoris, while he kept leaning on the other.

-Yes...-dominated by that indescribable pleasure and by the characteristic pressure that was beginning to form in her womb, Missy could only moan and beg for more, while she lifted and moved her hips. even more towards his advances – Yes, Logan… – she whimpered his name, so lost in the middle of all those sensations that she barely realized what she was saying – I need you… It's so good ... Yeah, fuck me, please...

As that last sentence escaped her lips, Missy felt Logan growl against her shoulder, literally exploding with pleasure inside her. If before he'd said he wanted every drop of his cum inside her, now she knew he wasn't kidding: it seemed impossible, but she could have sworn he came twice as hard as the last time, flooding her so completely she could feel it. thick drops began to trickle towards the couch before she plunged into her own violent orgasm, which made her pass out, while Logan remained buried deep inside her, coming and roaring almost to screams.

And, before unconsciousness overtook her, Missy could only think how much she looked forward to being devoured by the big bad wolf again. As soon as possible.