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Authors: Terry Towers

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"You’re such
an asshole!" Grabbing a pillow beside her, she gathered all the
strength she could muster and chucked it at him. It hit his chest
and then bounced back onto the bed at her feet. "Get out!" she
bellowed, the sound of her voice ringing through her head. "Get
out!"

He hesitated
and then let out a loud huff. "Fine. But just so you know, you car
is still on the front lawn. You left it there after running down a
number of the garden gnomes and God only knows what else on your
way back here last night."

Garden
gnomes?
Angelica watched Logan storm out of the room and slam
the door behind him. Crawling out of bed she padded barefoot across
her bedroom and peered out her widow that overlooked the front
drive and groaned. Sure enough, her car had been driven up over the
curb and onto the lawn, currently sitting in a bed of her mother's
prized rose bushes with the driver's side tire crushing the head of
a ceramic gnome.

Angelica
quickly showered and pulled her wet hair into a ponytail. She then
slipped into a pair of jogging pants, camisole and sneakers, not
bothering with undergarments. She rushed downstairs, grabbing her
car keys from the key holder next to the front door on the way. "Ah
hell no." Frowning, Angelica looked down at where she'd been sick
the previous night next to the car in disgust and parts of the
night began to rush back to her.

Flashes of her
getting angry at the club and deciding to drown her sorrows in way
too much rum came to mind. Followed by the extremely unwise
drunkin' decision to drive home to confront Logan. Her stumbling
from the car and vomiting. His cleaning her up once she finished
being sick and holding her as she sobbed next to the car. He'd
carried her upstairs and helped her out of her clothing and into
unsoiled ones. She'd begged him to stay with her and he did,
holding her tight until she drifted off to sleep feeling more
secure than she had since her father's death. While the memories
came back in bits and pieces, it was enough for her to regret the
way she'd reacted to him that morning.

There was more
or Logan Sinclair than he let on, she was convinced of it. She
needed to know more.

 

 

****

 

 

"What are you
doing?" The sound of Angelica's soft voice coming from the doorway
of the bedroom caused Logan to hesitate briefly before continuing
to empty the contents of the dresser into his suitcase.

"Going back to
New York."

"Why?"

Logan huffed
at her question. "This isn't going to work." Logan pretended to
ignore her as she came into the room and perched herself crossed
legged onto the center of the king sized bed.

"Why do you
hate me so much?"

Logan stopped
packing and looked up his green eyes meeting her sad blue ones. "I
don't."

"Could have
fooled me. Then why are you leaving."

Breaking eye
contact he continued with his packing. "I have business to attend
to. Don't worry about the inheritance. I'll make sure you're
provided for."

"I'm
sorry."

Surprised by
the unexpected apology Logan stopped packing and met her gaze once
more. He seriously doubted those two words came from her mouth all
that often - if ever.

"I was angry
over last night and I didn't recall until I was moving the car what
you'd done for me when I came home."

Logan
shrugged. "Don't worry about it." Zipping up the suitcase he gave
it a tug and pulled it onto the floor and then grabbed his second
case and tossed it onto the bed where the first one had been. He
made a motion to unzip it, but her hand lashed out and grabbed his
wrist stopping him.

"Please don't
go."

Logan sighed
and raked a hand through his dishevelled hair. That morning he had
wanted to try and start fresh with her. There was a part of him
that was demanding he punish her for his father's deeds. That part
was at war with the part of him that thought he may actually begin
to care the spoiled little princess looking up at him with her eyes
pleading if he stuck around for very long. The conflicting emotions
were both confusing and disconcerting. He needed to get away.

"I can't stay
Angel. This isn't going to work." Avoiding her gaze he attempted to
pull his wrist from her grasp, but she held tight as she crawled
over to him, pushing the suitcase out of the way so she was
directly in front of him.

Releasing his
wrist she placed her palms flush against his chest as she leaned
over and brushed her lips across his collarbone, just above the
collar of his t-shirt. A shiver rushed through him and his cock was
immediately put on alert. "Stay," she whispered in his ear.

His resolve
began to crumble, despite the conflicting emotions racing through
him.

"Angel I-"

"
Anything
Logan." She kissed her way across his jaw and then
ghosted her lips across his. "I need somebody right now. I need
you."

His mind
flashed back several years to his adoptive mother's death. Being an
only child he'd felt so damn alone and thrown himself into work,
building his empire, driven by the crazed desire to rid himself of
the thoughts and feelings of loneliness. When not working he'd lose
himself in random women. Submissive types whose sole purpose to him
was to make him forget the emptiness by giving in to his every
desire no matter how deviant or perverse.

Reaching up,
he touched the side of her face and her eyes found his. Her ivory
skin was soft and flawless to the touch. "You don't know me
Angelica. If you did, you'd want nothing to do with me I promise
you that."

"I want to
know you and I think you may need me as much as I do you." She
slipped her hand to the nape of his neck and gently pulled his lips
down to hers.

Logan
hesitated, He knew he should walk away, but fighting the need to
feel her body under his was taking every ounce of energy he had in
him. It was a losing battle.

 

Chapter
5

 

 

Angelica
moaned and excitement rushed through her as Logan's lips came
crashing down onto hers. His body pressed her back against the
mattress as he settled between her legs. As his tongue slipped past
her parted lips, his growing erection pressed against her pelvis
restricted by the layer of jeans and fleece.

Memories of
the previous night and how marvellous he'd felt as his dick slid in
and out of her, filling her to the limits and making her climax -
over and over - came to mind. She slipped her hands around his
waist and pulled his body down tighter to hers. Her hips bucked up
against him - her pussy needing his thick dick filling it.

Logan's lips
left hers and slowly began to trail butterfly kisses across her
jaw. Angelica's back arched exposing her neck to him, as she pulled
the hem of his t-shirt up so she could run her fingers along the
hard contour of muscle underneath. With one hand at the side of her
head, holding up his weight, his free hand pulled the camisole up
until her moderately sized, perky breasts were bared to him. His
fingers began to caress the first nipple and she gasped as a short
jolt of electric pleasure shot through her.

"My God Logan
I want you!" She could feel her juices beginning to pool between
her legs as she pussy throbbed. Wanting him. Needing him. Her
desire for him was maddening. She clawed frantically at the shirt
and with his assistance finally pulling it up over his head and
tossing it to the floor.

As she chucked
the shirt to the floor, Logan's head dipped down and he captured
her first nipple between his teeth, nipping lightly. Angelica cried
out as the pleasure and slight pain from the nip rushed through
her.

"Mmmm. I love
these nice little tight nipples Angel," he murmured as he kissed
his way across her chest and then captured the second nipple
between his lips. The nipple hardened almost instantaneously as his
tongue swirled around it, flicking the tip.

The wetness
between her legs increased, and she wiggled uncomfortably under
him. Logan emitted a low moan and lifted his head, his lust filled
eyes locking onto hers, reflecting the hunger and need she was
currently feeling. Sitting back on his heels between her legs he
pushed the camisole all the way up and tossed it to the floor.

Angelica sat
up and placed a string of kisses down his chest and stomach while
undoing his jeans. With the jeans undone, she hooked her thumbs
into the waistband of the jeans and pulled his boxer briefs down
exposing his swollen shaft to her, a drop of pre-cum glistening at
the tip.

She licked her
lips as her eyes feasted on his massive dick. As she lowered her
mouth to the tip, her eyes peered back up into his and she held his
gaze as her tongue lashed out and flicked the tip. Logan's eyes
closed for a moment as he inhaled sharply at the delicious contact.
Opening his eyes he threaded his hands into her hair as he urged
her mouth down onto him.

Gently
grasping his balls in her hand, she massaged them lightly as her
tongue continued its torment of the sensitive head of his dick. She
moaned softly as her mouth took in the head and her tongue circled
it while flicking at the tip.

"Damn Angel
that's good," Logan groaned his hands fisting her long strands
tightly, almost painfully tight. He rocked his hips towards her,
begging her to take him in deeper.

Ending his
torment Angelica took him in until the tip of his shaft pressed
against the back of her throat. Moving her hand from his balls to
the base she enclosed the remainder of his long, thick member in
her fist. She began to move up and down on it, her hand and mouth
working in perfect sync. Her tongue swirling and teased the head
and length as her head bobbed up and down on him.

"That's it
baby. I'm gonna come in that beautiful mouth of yours."

While
swallowing semen was never one of her favourite things to do, with
him the proclamation of filling her mouth excited her more than she
could have imagined. Maybe it was the tone in his voice - deep,
forceful and demanding - Or maybe it was the fact she was so
aroused that the evidence of her arousal was slowly beginning to
slide down her inner thighs. Whatever the reasoning behind it, she
redoubled her efforts, sucking and licking, moaning her own
pleasure as she also found herself coming close to her breaking
point.

Her free hand
slipped under the waistband of her pants and reached between her
legs to help relieve her anguish, but his hand quickly closed
around her wrist and forced her hands behind her back. "You'll come
when I tell you to."

His words took
her by surprised and caused her to stop what she was doing and peer
up into his desire filled eyes.
Oh dear God!
Her pussy was
throbbing and she needed relief - now!

"Finish me
Angel, then I'll make sure you're rewarded."

Anxious to see
what he intended for her 'reward' she put her focus back on his
throbbing dick. Pre-cum seeped from the tip which she licked off
and then continued stroking and sucking. He was nearing his
breaking point, she could feel his balls tighten in her palm and
this cock thicken. She moaned and flicked the slit with her tongue
and just as she was taking him fully into her mouth once more he
groaned, low and feral, thrusting his hips against her mouth and
exploding in her mouth a stream of cum. His cock slammed against
the back of her throat and she greedily drank down every last
drop.

She was
swallowing the final surge of cum when she felt his hands on her
shoulders pushing her back down against the mattress. Releasing his
depleted, yet semi-erect cock from her mouth she positioned herself
on the center of the bed.

"Take off the
jogging pants Angel," he ordered as he stripped off the remainder
of his clothing.

Suddenly,
feeling slightly shy she hesitated as her eyes wandered the length
of his magnificent, beautifully tone body. Once her eyes finished
their survey of his body she slowly pulled her jogging pants down.
Angelica could feel a blush gracing her cheeks as his eyes left
hers to wander the length of her body, watching her slide the pants
further down exposing herself fully to him. She tossed the jogging
pants to the floor, onto the growing pile of clothing.

His eyes
lingered at her groin area before slowing moving back up her
stomach, and hesitated at her breasts and then to catch her gaze.
"Anything I want huh? That was the deal for me to stay
correct?"

The heat in
her cheeks intensified as she nodded. She'd never felt so exposed
or so excited in her life. Usually when she was naked with a man
they were touching, or kissing, or occupied with each other. She'd
never had a man examine her naked body so openly before.

Logan leaned
over her and kissed her stomach. "I love that you shave." His lips
slowly moved lower until she could feel the warmth of his breath on
her wet pussy and it sent a shiver through her. "Bend your knees
and spread your legs wide for me."

Oh God!
She did as told, excitement coursing through her.

Spreading her
pussy lips Logan's tongue flicked across her clit and she cried out
as the pleasure rushed through her. Her hands instinctively went to
his head, urging him lower, but he brushed her hands away and
turned his eyes to meet hers. "Hands above your head."

What?
"But I..."

"If you don't
I’ll tie them to the headboard."

"Is that a
promise or a threat Mr. Sinclair?" she teased giving him a wicked
smile while crossing her arms behind her head, attempting to appear
more casual than she was feeling.

A smile
threatened to touch his lips, but she could tell he was fighting
it. "Well, let's just find out." While his tone was firm, amusement
danced in his green eyes as he stood, went to the suitcase he'd
just packed and rummaged through it with his back to her.

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