Chapter 35: Chapter 35

Without even bothering to think about what she was doing, Missy followed her instincts and leaned down next to him, kissing slowly and sensually on his neck as she ran her hands down his broad chest until they reached his belt, making Logan choke. However, when it became clear that he wasn't intending to stop her, Missy felt even more confident in stroking his erection through the soft fabric of his suit pants, feeling him harden more and more under her fingers. Finally, when his moans were filling the car and the wetness in her panties looked ready to soak the car seat, Missy couldn't stop herself from opening his belt and pants in front of her, leaving that hungry cock completely free for her eager touch. . Letting her own moans escape, she greedily masturbated him, feeling her mouth water at the feel of the smooth skin, the bulging veins, the heavy balls and the thick head, already covered in moisture...

- Shit! - Logan roared, making the car literally rock, when she quickly moved under his arm and licked the cum that was leaking for a long time, before starting to move her head up and down, sucking him deeper and deeper each time. thrust, wishing he could fuck her mouth like he would her pussy, especially when the big, powerful hand cupped her head, guiding her in a deliciously rigid rhythm – Fuck! That delicious little mouth was made to suck my cock, wasn't it? Oh yeah, I can feel how much you like this… – he growled, pushing his hips against her mouth – Shit, you want to milk my cum, don't you? Yes... I'll put every drop down your throat. And you'll drink it all up like a good girl, won't you? – Missy moaned with pure pleasure, feeling it thicken and pulsate between her lips – Of course you will. So hot, you—” He broke off abruptly, almost as if he was regretting what he was going to say, which left Missy confused.

However, she barely had time to think another second about why he had interrupted that sentence, as suddenly the car was abruptly parked and, as she lifted her head, leaving his cock wet and still needy, Missy realized, surprised, that they had already arrived at his house, no doubt in record time.

With an almost animalistic snarl, Logan quickly zipped up his pants and hid his throbbing bare cock inside them before practically kicking the driver's door open, appearing beside her in less than a second and opening the door abruptly before taking her. in his arms, causing her to let out a little surprised squeal as he hoisted her over his shoulder, walking quickly into the house.

Panting, Missy watched him, head down, practically fly across the house, until he threw her onto the bed in her bedroom. Fortunately, she was still lucid enough to jump off the mattress almost immediately, running towards the bathroom hugging the bag she had grabbed a millisecond before he took her in his arms.

- Where do you think you're going?! – Logan half roared and half wailed, immediately running after her.

Laughing when I see him running literally horny mad at Behind her, Missy managed to close the door in his face and lock it before he managed to grab her and spoil the surprise.

- Melissa Sutton, if you don't want me to break down this door and fuck you into the floor, you better get out of there right now! he demanded, in that stern tone she had heard him use a few times while giving orders at the agency and which, at that moment, only served to make her even wetter.

'Your surprise…' she moaned, quickly starting to undress, eager to get back to him.

- Come back here and feel that pussy tight on my cock. – he purred, now deliciously persuasive – Later, I promise you can take care of as many surprises as you want. Come on, Missy, I need you... - he moaned, almost as if he was suffering - And I know you need me too.

'Yes…' Missy whimpered, squeezing her nipples roughly before covering them with her lingerie top, almost really giving up and just going to him. However, as soon as she stripped off her ruined panties and grabbed the last piece of lingerie, she could only gasp at him, "Take off your clothes." – she demanded, panting – We can't waste time with this.

Outside, Logan snorted fiercely, but he didn't contradict her and, in less than a second, she heard her clothes literally being thrown to the floor rudely, which took the time necessary for her to finish getting ready, staring at her reflection from the in the bathroom mirror expectantly, wondering what he would think – and also inwardly pleased to see that she was now actually able to stare at her own reflection without feeling any pain or discomfort. In fact, it was nice to see herself now.

She was really learning to love that girl in the mirror.

Smiling, eager to get to him, Missy flung open the door, just as Logan seemed to be taking a breath to call her back, gloriously naked before her. Her belly clenched with sheer anticipation as those greens suddenly glazed over her, running over every inch of her body, almost as if he could hardly believe what he was seeing.

- Fuck... - he moaned through clenched teeth, before asking the strangest thing - Is this a dream?

- There is? She cocked her head to the side, confused.

- A dream. – Logan groaned again, this time almost plaintively, as he wrapped his hand around his member and began to masturbate greedily, making her whimper with need when she saw the reddish head leak – One of the many dirty dreams I used to have about you .

- Did you dream about me? – she smiled, approaching him slowly, absurdly elated inside knowing that – And… What happened in those dreams? - that question, said with a sensuality that she didn't even know she possessed, sounded provocative, as she began to caress his chest.

- You would suddenly appear in my room wearing something that drove me crazy… - he growled, intensifying the movements of his fist as he roamed her plunging cleavage with his gaze – Usually skimpy lingerie or one of your cute clothes… And you begged me to do whatever I wanted to you... - he seemed to push the words out of his clenched teeth, as she hugged that huge, tense body, letting him feel the softness of the lace and his own skin, burning. by him.

- It's not a dream... But that's exactly what I'm doing. – she purred, standing on tiptoes so she could wrap both arms around his neck – I want you to do whatever you want with me… – Missy repeated what he said, feeling as if there was nothing left in her anymore. her body and mind, in addition to the need to have him inside her - Please, Logan... I need you to fuck me... - she gasped between murmurs, distributing kisses and licks across his chest, which still seemed petrified, as he felt his cock rub against his belly - I need it so much...

And then, suddenly, his hands wrapped around her ass, pulling her against him and making her cross her legs around her waist, leaving his throbbing cock perfectly aligned against the already soaked fabric of her lingerie. In an instant, his lips crushed hers, moving his tongue so deep inside her mouth that she almost felt like he was fucking her there too. Moaning in sheer contentment, Missy moved against the hands that gripped her hard before Logan pulled his lips away from hers, panting.

- Yes, I'm going to fuck you... - he growled fervently, looking almost out of his mind, as he began to distribute strong slaps on her ass, followed by gentle strokes, which only made her moan even harder as she felt her flesh grow hot. and sensitive, and red too, certainly – You wore those indecent rags to tease my dick and now you'll get what you deserve. - He sat on the bed, placing her with her legs stretched out on her lap, a position where he could continue to manhandle her ass as he pleased, including pulling the thong of her panties to the side, revealing her rear entrance, which she felt blinking frantically at him, as if calling out to him - Oh, yes... All your little holes are crazy about my dick, aren't they? – she gasped when she felt him run a finger around her small entrance, without ever penetrating it – Shit, I want to fuck you here… And then I want to eat your pussy… And cum in that hot little mouth… – he purred against her ear, before pulling her into another torrid and burning kiss that lasted until they were both out of breath – Who do I want to kid… – he growled, panting, thrusting his cock against the completely soaked lace. - My dick is the only one that is crazy about every part of you... And I bet you love seeing me like this, don't you? – he whispered against her neck, distributing kisses and soft bites over the sensitive skin – You love being my cock tease, aren't you little one… – and, once again, he stopped suddenly, but she had the clear impression that he had been about to call her something deliciously dirty.

- Why are you doing this? – She purred, gently brushing her nails along his back and shoulders as she wiggled in her lap, perfectly aware of the lustful green eyes boring into her perky bare ass – I like it when you talk dirty to me. – Leaning down a little so she could look him in the eyes, Missy insisted, even blushing – And I think I'll like it even more if you talk really, really dirty to me. - She purred, again melting against his chest.

- When we made love for the first time... - Logan spoke again after a minute, the tone of voice so serious that Missy was surprised, looking back at his face, worried when noticing how distressed he looked - You told me about how Newton tried to sleep with you and… – he growled, clearly irritated by remembering his ex-boyfriend – You told me how scared and uncomfortable you were when he… Called you obscene things. – he growled between his teeth – So… I didn't mean… – Logan lowered his gaze, tense – I would hate to hurt or offend you by calling it something immoral.

- Were you afraid to act like him? – Missy melted, thrilled to know that he had been controlling himself for fear of hurting her – Oh, Logan… – she hugged him tightly – Just the fact that you wanted to protect me that way already proves that you don't it's nothing like it.

- I wanted to prevent you from feeling that way again. Still want. – He tightened his arms around her, while whispering against her ear, emotional – So, don't worry about trying to please me. We will never do something that makes you uncomfortable or that you don't like...

- Oh, Logan… – she smiled, interrupting him gently – There's nothing wrong with talking dirty, believe me. That wasn't the problem. Liam Newton was the problem. – She grimaced in disgust, although that was nothing compared to Logan's angry snarl – The truth is that everything related to him made me nervous, pressured me and bothered me. Now, finally, I can see how I could never be myself around him, without being criticized or unappreciated. My instinct was right in telling me to run away from him. Surely letting him take me to bed would have been one of the worst experiences of my life. – she shook her head, horrified – But with you… Everything is absolutely different. – Missy smiled, uniting her forehead to his – When I'm with you, I not only feel free to be myself, but I also feel good about it. The way you look at me and touch me... It makes me feel special. As if I should be proud of who I am.

- Because you should. – he kissed her lightly, almost like a bow, his green eyes shining in that intense way that always moved her – You are the most special person in the world and you should be proud of that every day.

- See? That's why you don't have to hold back. - Missy shook her head, blushing - You would never make me feel like he did, Logan. I honestly don't think you can. – She smiled, making him look away, which she thought was a sign of shyness – So, please stop controlling yourself when it comes to me. Especially when we're making love. – she encouraged him – You made me want to be true to myself and accept my desires. So I want you to be able to do the same when we're together. I promise uncomfortable and offended will be the last things I feel. She murmured sensually, rolling over his hips and feeling his still hard, throbbing cock move along her still covered entrance.

- Shit...! – He growled softly, digging his fingers into the sides of her hips and pulling her against him, almost as if he wanted to tear the fabric of her lingerie – You're still going to kill me, wiggling around on my cock like that.

- I really hope not. – Missy smiled, maliciously, while continuing to move her hips against him without any shame – We haven't even completed the surprise yet… – she took his hands, placing them on her breasts – You still have to unwrap your gift in advance.

- Damn, Missy… – Logan growled, squeezing her breasts and teasing her nipples over the semi-transparent fabric – You got not only more confident, but also more naughty, didn't you? – suddenly, a wicked smile appeared on his face – Well, then I guess there's no harm in taking advantage of this, is not it?

She barely had time to let out a groan of agreement when he literally pulled the bra off her skin, tearing the delicate fabric in half like it was paper, while his hot mouth attacked her needy, pointed nipples. Almost humming with pure pleasure, Missy threaded her fingers through his hair, pressing him against her breasts almost roughly.

She didn't have long to enjoy the feel of his mouth, however, before Logan had her on all fours on the bed, his feverish cheeks pressed against the mattress as he buried his face in the sodden lace, inhaling hard against the fabric before mercilessly licking people stain of excitement that was there, making her gasp. And for a few minutes he continued that teasing treatment of her pussy until she literally thought she was about to go insane with need. So Missy didn't do much more than gasp in surprise when he suddenly and quickly pulled her panties down, leaving her trembling, hungry folds at his mercy.

And, as usual, he didn't even hesitate as he buried his face between her legs, plunging his tongue not just into her pussy but, to her surprise and delight, into her tiny anus as well, making her clench frantically, craving more. .

- Damn... You want me here, don't you? – he growled, making her gasp as he invaded her with his tongue, in and out of that tiny little hole – Say it! – he demanded, sternly – Tell me how much you want me to fuck that tight little ass with my dick.

- Logan… – she screamed, feeling every nerve between her legs throb with desire – Yes, I want this, please… – she begged, avid for everything he could give her, no matter what it was – Do whatever you want with me, just... Fuck me, please... - she begged disjointedly, while one of his hands traveled to her pussy, penetrating her with three fingers while his thumb massaged her clit.

- Oh, yes, you're going to give me that ass… - he assured, licking her possessively one last time, before getting up, getting on top of her - But not today. First, we have to prepare you...

Disoriented with pleasure, Missy didn't even have time to consider what that could mean before he landed sound slaps on her ass, which only made her moan even louder in pleasure.

- That perky tail likes a good spanking, doesn't it? – She could hear the lewd smile in his voice as she grabbed the hot, scarred flesh, spreading his buttocks wide – My hands will always keep him warm and pink from now on, since his pussy is so wet for this. – he skillfully moved those long fingers inside her, massaging her – But that's not enough, is it? – he growled, leaning down until he managed to whisper in her ear – Of course not. You need more, don't you? – he growled, while all she managed to do was shake her head frantically, literally aching to have him inside her – So do it, love. Take my dick and put it where you want it. he ordered, pulling his fingers out of her in a sudden movement, making her whimper.

Still with a completely blank mind, Missy just followed her surfacing instincts and put her hands behind her, reaching for that hard, throbbing member and, in a totally wanton and provocative act, she walked it over her anus, quickly enjoying the sensation. wet and rigid from the broad head, before lining it up against her needy folds, sliding him nearly halfway inside her in a single, swift movement of her hips, which seemed as desperate for him as her greedy pussy, which she swallowed in a heartbeat, squeezing him as if she wanted to keep him inside her forever.

- Shit... Yes... - Logan growled with the feeling and she looked over her shoulder in time to see him throwing his head back, in pure ecstasy - Look at you... tight wiggling on my cock... Do you realize I'm not even moving? You're the only one who's taking advantage of my hard cock to fuck yourself... - he stopped for a moment, before groaning gutturally, almost in a tone of surrender - You little nasty slutty. That's what you become whenever you're alone with me. You think you can deny it, after you've given me a blowjob in the car and then dressed in those indecent rags just to make my dick ache so hard? But now I'm going to give you what you want... - he suddenly thrust his hips forward, impaling her completely, which drew an equally surprised and pleased cry from Missy - My hot little bitch...

- Yes… – she moaned happily, struggling to keep up with his voracious movements – Only yours…

- Fuck yes! – he growled, almost angry – Any son of a bitch will have to walk over my corpse, if he wants to feel what that perfect pussy swallowing a cock feels like. Or if you want to feel how tight that ass is... - he growled between whispers, making her cry out when he stuck the tip of his middle finger in her ass, widening her hitherto untouched entrance, making her whimper at the equal amounts of estrangement. and pleasure. It was a bittersweet sensation, but as she continued to push her pussy against his cock, unable to stop, the movements drove his finger deeper into her, causing a deliciously painful sensation that she couldn't explain, just feel, as both of them felt. her entrances trembled and twitched as they were fucked very well.

- Look, what a happy little bitch. - He growled severely, intensifying his thrusts when he noticed that she was on the verge of an orgasm - Ready to come, with a cock stretching her pussy and a finger deep in her ass, but even so she still wants more. But don't worry, love, you're going to get everything you were asking for when you put on those lingerie. – he put his huge hand around her neck, pulling her head back a little while the long finger buried in her anus began to move in and out, copying the merciless movements of his cock inside her – Fuck, from today , I'm going to fuck that little ass with my fingers and my tongue until it's soft enough that I can fuck you there, just like I do your pussy. – he suddenly lifted her a little, making her almost sit on his lap as he continued to thrust into her uninterruptedly, making those wet and pornographic sounds fill the room – Will you let me do this, love? Are you going to cum hard on my dick when it's deep in your ass?

- Yes... - Missy shouted, feeling on the verge of ecstasy, without any doubt in her answer - Yes...

-Fuck yes, love… – he groaned, looking as scattered as she was, as her fingers began to circle her clit fiercely – Squeeze that pussy and that little ass around me while you come, like a good little bitch…

It was inexplicable, but there was something about him calling her in that lustful way and making her feel deliciously dirty and depraved, that seemed to have a direct connection to her pussy, sending her into an intense orgasm that left her mind blank of everything else. which was not the indecent satisfaction of actually being Logan's little whore in bed - someone he not only fucked like crazy, but who also satisfied his desires and made him come intensely, as she felt happen at one point, when he spilled part of his cum not just inside her but also over her still throbbing anus, almost pleading.

Finally, when she regained consciousness enough, she realized that she was lying back on the bed again, nestled between his arms and her flushed cheek pressed to his chest. Finally, a few minutes of pure carnal satisfaction passed between them before Logan asked.

- Are you okay? He sounded worried, but also cautious.

- I've never been better… – she sighed, deeply satisfied, but straightened up when she looked up and noticed how worried he looked – Oh, you're still afraid of having treated me like Liam, aren't you? – she suddenly realized, which made her smile sweetly as she noticed how much he was truly worried about that.

- Sorry, Missy. – he sighed too, but regretfully – I just want to avoid it at all costs. I never want you to feel for one minute that what the two of us have is in any way possible remotely like what you had with that son of a bitch.

- Oh, Logan… – she consoled him, kissing him tenderly – There isn't even any possibility of that happening. You two are completely different men. You are sweet, kind, honorable, caring, loyal... And Liam Newton is the complete opposite. – She snorted, feeling nothing but annoyance remembering that man, being satisfied just by realizing that remembering his image no longer brought her pain – Don't you understand, Logan? You don't have to be afraid of repeating his mistakes, because you aren't even remotely alike. My relationship with him was nothing more than a set of lies and evil. But, with you... - she swallowed hard, feeling that sweet and maddening thing in her chest bubble up, as if she wanted to drown her insides in that warm sensation - With you, every second seems more magical than the last. – Missy smiled shyly, thinking about how poor and empty those words were compared to what she really felt.

- So... You don't think about him anymore? – Logan asked hesitantly, seeming to be struggling to get those words out – I mean… You don't feel anything for him anymore?

- After all, I think there's only resentment left. – Missy admitted, a little sulky – I've been learning so much about myself lately… And, whenever I remember our relationship, I can only think: why? The difference is that now I don't blame myself anymore. Now I see myself more clearly and I know that I did nothing but do my best to make it work. I really liked him. Certainly not to the point of loving him or being very much in love, but there was a reason I agreed to that dating request. And that reason was that I really wanted to try and turn the bond I thought we had into something deeper... But now I realize that while I was cultivating my feelings, he was just using me: to please his mother, to climb the social ladder, to try to get sex, to laugh at me behind my back…' She sighed again, inwardly horrified that she had to go through all that.

“I guess there was no way my feelings for him wouldn't die, especially being one-sided. In fact, I think they were already dying before I found out about him and Suzan. – Missy continued, as she rested her head on his shoulder – That was just the trigger. With each new criticism, each new complaint, each new demand, each new time he made me feel inferior or irrelevant... A small part of me was realizing that we couldn't be together. But the way he treated me made me feel like I was the problem, so it took me a while to realize how, in fact, he was the one who didn't care about trying to keep us together. So: No, I don't feel anything for him other than anger. - She frowned, irritated - I didn't deserve what he did to me. And now that I can say it with all conviction, everything he did seems even more revolting to me. But honestly, I don't want to waste any more time thinking about him. – she admitted, determined – He and Suzan have already done me enough harm. The last thing I want is to keep carrying them around inside my head. From now on, I just want to like myself a little more every day. – she concluded, lifting her neck enough to be able to place kisses on his jaw – And, of course, spend some more time dedicating myself to a certain revenge plan… If my partner in crime agrees. – she smiled shyly, leaving that crucial question in the air: if he still wanted to continue with all that, even knowing that she was no longer in the almost depressive state she was in before, when all that had started.

And her heart did a leap of joy when he just grinned.

- Know, partner, that I plan to make this revenge extend for much, much longer... - he purred, rubbing his already semi-erect member against her thigh - But for now, I think we have more pressing matters to deal with... .

- Like which ones? She moaned, unable to stop herself from rolling against that swollen cock before he lifted himself over her, pinning her against the mattress with his strong body.

- You know, there's a wild little thing in my bed that I still need to take care of. – Logan growled, before lowering his mouth over her breasts – And I have the impression that I'll need the whole night to be able to satisfy her.