Chapter 50: Chapter 50

- Logan!

The sound of a woman's cheery, welcoming voice brought Missy out of her total daze as she looked around the huge, sumptuous room where several smartly dressed people, most whose faces she recognized from the covers of magazines and television, were chatting and drinking. quietly. Still arm in arm with Logan, she turned to see approaching them the same nice and elegant lady she had seen that day when she interrupted Logan's videoconference, now with a tall and smiling man beside her.

- There you are, mi hijo. – the lady greeted happily, leaning down to kiss both of Logan's cheeks, with the Spanish accent making her seem even warmer, before she turned her dark and contented eyes to Missy – Oh, and I see you finally brought this young lady lovely for us to meet. It's a pleasure, my dear. – she held out her hand, with a very friendly smile, which made Missy feel comfortable immediately – I'm Raquela Hernandez. And this is my husband, Fernando. – She cast an affectionate look at the man beside her, who also smiled at Missy-I hope Logan spoke well of us to you.

- Oh, sure. It is a great pleasure to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez. – Missy gently shook the hand she had extended – My name is Melissa Sutton, but you can call me Missy if you want.

- And you can call us Raquela and Fernando, my dear. – the lady laughed, clearly pleased – You don't know how happy I am to meet you. I always knew there was a lovely girl like you out there to win that lone wolf's heart. – Raquela joked, earning a laugh from her husband.

- Don't mind my wife, Missy. She loves to play cupid. – Fernando pretended to confide, although his tone hadn't dropped even an octave – And Logan was her biggest challenge, until you showed up.

- But I was right, wasn't I? – Raquela gave a cocky smile, returning her attention to Logan's face again – Just look at the difference that love has made in this boy! I don't think I've ever seen such a bright expression or such a gigantic smile. And especially not on Logan Knight's face.

- Okay, we all understood that I was a little grumpy. - Logan interrupted her, in a joking tone - But, in my defense, we all know that I was very different when I was out of work meetings and parties that I was obliged to attend. I was never able to pretend to be happy in these places. He shrugged.

- Are you saying you're here thanks? – Raquela challenged him, with a shrewd look.

- Away from me. I was talking about all those other horrible parties that will never come close to yours. - Logan made a reverent bow with his head, although he had an amused smile on his face, before turning his gaze to Missy again - And besides... When Missy is by my side, I think I just can't stop to smile.

- Own... - Raquela sighed in enchantment, while Missy blushed deeply – I can hardly imagine how happy Gwyneth must be to see them so in love. It's a shame that she and her father can't stay long at this kind of event. But next year, I guarantee we'll come back sooner from Madrid just to pay them a visit before the next party. - She promised, earning a smile from Logan - But, tell me, Missy, what do you work with?

- Oh, I'm a software engineer. – Missy said, with a shy smile – I've worked for some companies, but currently I'm doing some autonomous projects.

- She just finished one. – Logan said, his voice inflated with pride – She and her sister, Megan, Devon's wife, are about to launch the technology market. And I am absolutely certain that it will be a success. - He smiled brightly, making her blush even deeper.

- Logan... - she whispered, embarrassed, but Fernando soon interrupted her.

- Pretty, nice and smart? Make sure you don't let this girl get away, Logan. He smiled, though her tone sounded serious.

- I will not go. - Logan promised solemnly, hugging her around the waist even harder.

- I confess that I do not understand anything about technology. – Raquela smiled, talking only to Missy – But I'm sure Logan is right, dear. I'm good at judging people's character, and I can tell you seem like the kind of person who tries her best at everything.

- Thank you... - Missy smiled shyly, almost at the same time that another female voice, loud and husky, called attention behind them.

- Well, what do we have here? – Turning her face, Missy saw a tall and voluptuous woman approaching with a satisfied smile, being followed by two other blonde and equally stunning women – Was it a hallucination or is it really Logan Knight? And accompanied, on top of that? – the newcomer stopped beside the two, putting her hands on her hips, amused – Would that be one of the signs of the apocalypse?

- Hello to you too, Wendy. – Logan offered a small smile to the three – And, well, I don't know anything about the apocalypse, but, I guess you can call it a miracle. – Putting Missy's body even closer to his, Logan's expression became passionate – This is Melissa Sutton, my girlfriend. Missy, my love, these are Wendy, my former agent, and Samantha and Barbarah Castro-Hernandez, Raquela and Fernando's nieces. We were co-workers when I was still a model.

- And all of us will be, forever, widows of such a brilliant career that ended so soon. – Wendy sighed theatrically, and Missy observed, surprised, how her pretty face did not in any way betray the age she should have been, since Wendy was already an adult when Logan met her, aged 13 – Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you Missy. Tell me, have you been together for a long time? Frankly, I only get to know Logan's personal life once a year, when he comes sulking at the Hernandez party. – She gave a loud and relaxed laugh, which made Missy smile, contagious.

- We recently dated for two months. – Missy replied, smiling passionately at Logan, knowing that he wouldn't mind that she had also counted on their months of “farce”.

- But I was madly in love long before. - Logan purred, kissing her temple affectionately, while Wendy laughed again.

- Oh, so that explains your above normal moodiness at parties last year and the year before. A sore elbow does bad things to men, especially good-looking ones.

- As you can see, Wendy doesn't have much of a filter. – Samantha, one of the blonde and beautiful women, extended her hand to Missy, with a friendly smile – It's a pleasure to meet you, Missy. Returning the smile, Missy squeezed his hand. However, it was also at that moment that she finally noticed that the other woman, Barbarah, was looking at her intently, an insultingly perplexed expression on her face, almost as if she couldn't quite believe what she had just heard.

- Are you defaming me? – Wendy laughed, while Missy's skin prickled uncomfortably before Barbarah's disgusted look – You and your sister should be the ones being reprimanded, since now you can dissolve in tears, with no more hope of catching the most eligible bachelor of history.

- Well, I never particularly had those hopes. - Samantha shrugged, without any sign of irritation or sadness, although Barbarah's even darker expression did not go unnoticed by Missy, which made her throat tighten painfully, due to the discomfort of jealousy.

- Don't be inconvenient, ladies. - Raquela said harshly, seeming to notice Missy's uneasiness, who turned her eyes to the floor, trying to contain her reaction, knowing that it was completely irrational to be jealous of someone from Logan's past. He was hers completely and she knew it would be forever.

Still, the way Barbarah was looking at her, as if she were a worm, was rekindling old wounds inside her that she didn't want to remember.

Even though she wasn't looking at Logan, Missy could feel his worried gaze on her, followed by a protective hug as he referred to everyone around her.

- It was good to see you all. – Missy raised her eyes a little, enough to see Logan quickly nod – Now, if you'll excuse me, there are still a few people I want to introduce my Missy to. – with that last sentence, he turned them in the opposite direction, starting to walk away from them.

- But already? – Wendy was surprised – So early? We barely talked...

- Leave them alone, Wendy. – Raquela scolded her softly – Like I said, maybe it's better to start watch out to avoid certain inconveniences, next time...

The sound of Raquela's voice faded as they walked away, quickly advancing beyond the hall, to a quieter and more secluded place, similar to a staff entrance, while Missy tried to repress that bad feeling that was squeezing her chest.

"Honey, I…" Logan began, his voice clearly apologetic, but Missy quickly cut him off.

- Everything is fine. – Missy swallowed hard, making an effort to dissipate the tension – I… I mean, it's okay if you had something with Barbarah and Samantha… You did, right? she couldn't stop herself from asking, although Wendy's tone had made it quite clear.

Logan sighed heavily, before replying, “Well, yes, but only with Samantha. It was a long time ago, when I was in my early 20s and still working as a model. It didn't get to be a real relationship. We enjoyed each other's company and started something purely physical, but it didn't last long. We weren't even really friends and so we both agreed to end it without any hurt feelings or animosity, especially since neither of us wanted to give her uncles false hope that we could date one day.

- If so... Why does Barbarah look like... - Missy started to ask, confused.

- Barbarah is a few years younger than her sister. I could see that she was attracted to me, so I always tried hard not to give her any hope. – Logan sighed – But when Samantha and I ended our affair, she began, even so, to nurture hopes that the two of us could, somehow, be together. So I made a point of making it very clear that this would never happen. And, well... She was a little irritated about it at the time. – he admitted, annoyed – But that was many years ago. And luckily, as I don't participate in social circles much, we don't meet often. I'm sorry I didn't think she'd be here today. – he lamented – In recent years, Barbarah seemed to have realized that we would never be anything to each other and stopped going to the same places as me on purpose, especially the uncles' parties, since Raquela is clearly irritated with her attitudes. I'm sorry if she made you feel uncomfortable, love. – He caressed her hair, with a sad expression – I promised I wouldn't allow that to happen and, even so...

- No need to apologize. – Missy smiled crookedly, feeling better after what he had said – After all, nothing much happened. She wasn't even rude or anything. She didn't even say anything, in fact. I think... The look she gave me reminded me a little of how Suzan had looked at me that night. – she admitted, embarrassed – And… It wasn't a good memory. It affected me a little, even though I tried to control my reaction. I think, like Suzan and Liam, she can't understand what you're doing with someone like me. Missy shrugged, knowing that wouldn't be the last time someone thought she wasn't a good enough choice for Logan.

Logan's gaze suddenly turned dark, almost enraged. Please don't talk like this is justifiable. Never, ever act like you're inferior to me. And don't even let anyone make you feel that way. Understood? – despite the stern expression, his tone was almost pleading.

- I know. – she smiled sweetly, pulling him into an affectionate kiss – Thanks to you, now I know.

-Well… – he half sighed and half growled, before wrapping his hands around her waist, pulling her even closer – Now, let me show you exactly what someone like me is doing with someone like you .

And suddenly he pulled her into a small closet filled with brooms and mops and shelves full of cleaning supplies. Still surprised, she found herself being pressed against the shelves, while he kissed her wildly, almost making her forget where they were, especially when his hands began to pull the skirt of her dress up, making her pile up around your waist.

- Logan… – she gasped against his lips, although with almost no vehemence – Someone might see us… Or hear us…

- Nobody can see us. - He gave a wicked smile, making her moan as he finally put his hand inside her panties, penetrating two fingers deep inside her - As for anyone listening to us... I think that just depends on how silent you can be. - He teased her, giving a long lick on the part of her breasts that her cleavage left exposed, before turning her, making her lean forward towards the shelves, leaving her ass perched towards him.

However, as she gripped the cold wooden shelves for support and listened to the sound of his belt being unbuckled, Missy couldn't feel anything but the pleasurable tightening of her belly and the wetness that was beginning to ooze between her thighs. With an anxious little moan, she finally felt him press his bare cock against the fabric of her panties, tracing the shapes of her ass and pussy with his thick, wet head, before finally pulling the garment down, leaving her there. naked and prepared for him.

"We have little time before anyone realizes we're gone…" he murmured sensually to her, running the rigid length of his cock along her folds, teasing her, but not really penetrating her. So, I think you should hold on tighter, love.

And in the next instant, he was inside her, all of her, penetrating her completely in a single, steady stroke that had her letting out a pleasurable moan, which she quickly stifled by biting her lip almost to the point of bruising. But, dammit, it was hard to maintain composure when Logan hadn't even bothered with foreplay. He was fucking her hard and rough enough to fill the small closet with the unmistakable, obscene sound of flesh against flesh and her own satisfied whimpers that she was unable to contain. A part of her knew she should keep quiet if she didn't want anyone out there realizing what they were doing there, but at the moment, she just couldn't bring herself to be rational. And, strangely, as much as she certainly didn't want to get caught having sex, the prospect that they might get caught and the danger it posed… For some inexplicable reason it sent a jolt of pleasure straight down to her clit, making her even more intense pleasure.

What they were doing was dirty, not at all safe, immoral, obscene...

And she was loving every minute of it, frantically moving her hips toward his thrusts, especially when Logan seemed to lose himself in the pleasure as well, growling softly and gripping her waist even tighter, keeping her still as he continued. to penetrate her in that wild, animalistic way, in total abandonment.

Feeling the characteristic tightness in her womb reach its limit in record time, Missy brought her legs together even closer, literally locking her walls around that steel-hard length, before she began to come as he didn't even hesitate to continue fucking her pussy now. even narrower because of the position, making friction only more intense and more pleasurable. Covering her mouth with one hand to stop herself from screaming, Missy felt herself spasm around him, feeling every hard inch fill her and sending waves of pleasure through her body that took a few seconds to pass as he continued. to move against her, until, when she had regained consciousness a little after that intense orgasm, she heard him growl.

"Shit, I'm going to come…" He seemed to whisper it out of his mouth, but, taken by the urge of desire, Missy didn't hesitate in her quick move, taking him out of her.

She had already earned an offended snarl from him when she finally crouched down in front of him, swallowing his cock before Logan could really voice any complaints. He was completely covered in the mix of their taste and, again for some inexplicable reason, that only served to make her even more hungry and determined to make him come in her mouth and taste him for the rest of the night.

As she moved her mouth frantically around him, letting him lunge against her almost as if he were fucking her pussy all over again, Logan let out a string of unintelligible curses before finally spilling down her throat with a restrained growl, making her hum audibly. pleasure as he swallowed every drop, massaging the heavy balls with his hands until his cock finally felt empty.

Still on her knees, she felt him take her chin between his fingers, lifting her face. For a few moments, the two just stared at each other, that heavy haze of pleasure and desire becoming something almost physical around them, while Missy shamelessly licked her lips, not wanting to miss even a single drop of his essence.

"Fuck, that was…" Logan growled, looking speechless.

- Delicious. Missy offered, giving him a smirk as she leaned on him to get up.

- Fuck yes. It was delicious, my sassy little bitch. – he teased her, running a thumb over her lower lip, before she started to suck it – Don't provoke me, or I'll drag you to the gardens outside and fuck you there. Or maybe that's what you want to encourage me to do... - the green eyes were almost black with so much desire, while he looked at her - After all, today I found out that taking the risk of being caught being fucked with force is something what makes that pussy wet. It's good that I have a garden and several cupboards in my house, isn't it?

Missy purred in agreement as he moved his finger out of her mouth, squeezing her breasts through the top of her dress, before finally pulling her panties up again and sliding down the tight fabric that had been bunched around her waist, making her look less slender. one time.

- However, we have a party to attend first. – he recalled, making her come back to reality – And let's do it as soon as possible, believe me, so I can lay you down on the grass in the gardens as soon as we get home. Logan promised, making her stomach tighten with anticipation.

- I... Do I look like I just had sex? she asked, a little worried, as she ran her eyes over her slightly rumpled skirt.

- In terms of clothes? Do not. – He reassured her, until he stretched out his hand to be able to caress her lips – But an attentive look can realize that that little swollen mouth knows how to give the best blowjob in the world.

- Logan! she scolded him with a breathless giggle as he sorted his own pants as well.

Discreetly, he opened the closet door just a crack and looked around several times, making sure no one was around, before finally allowing her to safely exit. However, this time, they walked much more calmly back to the hall than when they had left it.

- I hope you can start to feel a little more comfortable from now on, love. – Logan kissed her temple – There are actually some professional colleagues I would like to introduce you to before we leave.

- Don't worry, I'm fine. – she assured, smiling sincerely – I know I'll like them, if they look like Raquela and Fernando.

- Oh, they are. And they will love you too. After all, it's hard not to love. – he returned her smile – And, who knows? Maybe you could even have some real fun tonight, huh? - Logan teased, his smile turning lewd.

- Oh, I have no doubt. – Missy couldn't stop herself from teasing him too – After all, this closet is going to be here all night, isn't it?