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He pulled me back to his lap, one leg on each side of him, lining his
dick up against me, not missing a beat on the call.
I was so wet he was completely inside me in one thrust. Leveraging my
hands on the armrests, I fucked him.
“I want to show the board this,” he said over my shoulder as he reached
around me and spread my lips, displaying my clit and the fullness of his
cock in the mirror.
Naughty was the wrong word for Logan. He was a completely and
wonderfully debauched demon.
I moved his hand to my clit, and he rubbed it as I fucked him. He
increased the stimulation between my legs and covered my mouth as I went
tight, eyes scrunched shut, clenching every muscle against where our bodies
met as if I wanted to lock us together. His arms pushed me down, and he
pressed his face against my spine.
When I opened my eyes, the laptop screen was black with a green
digital clock in the center.
“What happened?” I asked, looking at him over my shoulder.
“Call ended.” He shrugged. “Crisis averted.”
“Have I told you how evil you are?” I twisted until I was curled in his
lap with my head on his shoulders.
“And how much you like it?”
“And how much I like it.”
He kissed my nose. “I should bring you to bed.”
Holding me tight, he stood and carried me to his bed.
“That way,” I said before he could lay me down, pointing at the door to
my room.
“You’re really hell-bent on this.”
“Hell. Bent. That’s a funny expression.”
He carried me to my own bed. King size. Too big. Too lonely. But all
and only mine. For now.
I got under the covers and was asleep before I could miss him.
But I did, and I wasn’t allowed to.
I watched the light under his door, and when it went out, I closed my
eyes, falling asleep while pissed at myself for caring.
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