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  “What the fuck did I say about cuddling?”

  “Excuse me?”

  “I woke up to your arm wrapped around me. Don’t let it happen again.”

  His cock hardened under me and I moved my hips over his growing length. My moisture was coating him, making it easier to grind against him. I moaned and closed my eyes, running my hands up under my hair and thrusting my breasts forward. Logan pushed his hips up, his cock centimeters from entering me. I sat up and angled myself over him, then sank down until he was buried inside me.

  His hands roamed over my breasts, pinching and pulling causing my core to clench. My nipples started to burn with pain because of how rough he was being. I clenched tighter, strangling his cock with my pussy. A strangled noise tore from his throat.

  “Fuck, you’re gonna make me come if you keep doing that.”

  He sat up and carried me over to the desk, setting me down as he brushed stuff out of the way. Something sharp poked my ass and I reached behind me to find it was a letter opener. I grasped it in my hand and sliced down his bicep with it, drawing a thin line of blood.

  He looked down at his arm and then glared at me as I smirked back.

  “Watch yourself. You poked me in the ass with that.”

  “You give me a mark, I’ll give you a mark. Only mine will be permanent. I’m gonna put my stamp on your ass so every time I fuck you, I’ll see you’re mine.”

  “I’m not yours. I’m just here for a good time.”

  He thrust hard into me, wrapping his arms around my back, holding me to him. “Sweetheart, you may not know it, but you are mine and you always will be. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll only remember my cock.”

  I panted with every thrust, digging my fingers into his back. I felt the blood under my fingers and I scratched him harder with every pound.

  “Fuck, woman. You’re gonna be the death of me.”

  “You have no idea.”

  He pushed me back on the desk and trailed his tongue down my body, then bit my skin. Tiny little love bites covered my body and I had no doubt there were teeth impressions on my skin. He paid extra attention to my breasts and nipples. It was almost painful, but for every bite, he stroked my clit, making me forget about everything else.

  Within five minutes, we were both lying back on the bed, panting with exhaustion. I thought about getting up and going home, but I had to be up in four hours for work and I needed all the sleep I could get. I pulled the covers up over myself and rolled away from him, saying a half hearted good night.

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  An alarm was going off somewhere, but my hands couldn’t find it. I was knocking things over on my nightstand trying to find where the noise was coming from. Finally, I pried my eyes open to see that I wasn’t in my room and there was no alarm on the nightstand. The noise cut off and I rolled over to see Logan’s arm stretched over, resting on top of the alarm clock and his other hand thrown over his eyes. I took a minute to study his face in the early morning light. His features were harder now than they were ten years ago. His jaw was more defined and he had more scruff to his face.

  “See something you like?”

  “If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have come over last night.”

  I flung the covers off and walked over to the bathroom completely nude. I didn’t care about modesty right now. I wanted him to get a good view of what I had to offer.

  “I need a shower. Care to join me?”

  He jumped out of bed and practically ran into the bathroom with me where he proceeded to maul me in the shower. Half an hour later, he left the shower and let me get cleaned up. I only had regular clothes with me, so I needed to go back to my apartment this morning. I had brought some toiletries with me, so I was able to blow dry my hair and it looked acceptable for work by the time I was done. I put on my makeup and then exited the bathroom in my towel. My bag was sitting on the bed and Logan was fully dressed in his suit for work.

  “So, you never told me what you do, Logan,” I said as I started pulling out clothes to get dressed.

  “I own a construction company with a buddy of mine.”

  “Really? That doesn’t look like construction attire.”

  “Construction is just one side to the business. I run the architectural and interior design divisions of the company. My buddy, Ryan, runs the construction side.”

  “Impressive.”

  “What is it you do?”

  “I’m in marketing. I’m working over at JNP Marketing.”

  “So, you said you just moved here. Where are you originally from?”

  Well, that was a tricky question because I was originally from here, so I told him instead where I had been the last ten years.

  “Philadelphia.”

  “Does all your family live there?”

  “No.”

  “Any brothers or sisters?”

  “Are we really going to do this? Seriously? I already told you I don’t date.”

  “I wasn’t aware that getting to know someone required a date. We’re sleeping together. I don’t see the harm in learning a little about you.”

  “Fine. I have a brother and a sister. Both of my parents are alive and divorced. My favorite food is Italian and my favorite color is blue. I love summer and I hate winter. I like going out dancing with Vira and I have little patience for relationships or anything resembling one. I like to fuck and I’m not ashamed of that. If you want something more, you’re gonna have to find it somewhere else.” I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him. “Is that enough for now or would you also like my bra size?”

  “34C.”

  I narrowed my eyes at him and scowled. He held up his hands in surrender and walked closer to me. He gave me a quick kiss and then pulled back.

  “Thank you. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

  “Whatever. I have to get home and get dressed so I can go to work.”

  I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder and headed for the door. As I opened the door, it was immediately shoved closed and two arms trapped me against the door. His hands slipped around my waist and trailed down to the waistline of my yoga pants. His fingers slipped inside my panties and two fingers pushed inside me. His other hand slid around my throat, squeezing slightly.

  “As long as we’re sleeping together, this pussy is mine. No one else gets access to this. Understand?”

  “I expect the same from you.” He loosened his grip and I spun around grabbing his cock slightly harder than was necessary. His eyes flashed, the only hint that my grip was too tight. “Same time tonight?”

  He nodded and I released my death grip on him. Reaching behind me, I turned the knob and let myself out into the hallway. By the time I got home and got ready for work, I was running behind. There would be no stopping at the coffee shop this morning, so I would have to have the office coffee.

  The day went by quickly and I met Logan again at the hotel that night. I took everything he gave me and we had a great time, but I didn’t stay the night even though he bitched about it for a good fifteen minutes. I couldn’t get in the habit of sleeping with him. He asked to take me out this weekend, but I needed a break from him. He was invading my thoughts and if I wasn’t careful, I would end up with stars in my eyes.

  Vira and I took the weekend to hang out with each other around the apartment. She really wanted to go out, but I just couldn’t bring myself to get all dressed up this weekend. Besides, I wasn’t in the mood to find a new man. Sean stopped by on Saturday night and I discreetly excused myself to my bedroom so I didn’t have to hear Sean and Vira fucking. Vira was loud and Sean was quite the dirty talker. Like seriously dirty. I had never heard such filthy talk in all my life.

  Unfortunately, being only a room away did nothing to dull the sound emanating from her room. I finally fell asleep around three in the morning and vowed to find a place of my own in the next six months. I’d never get any sleep if I had to listen to Vira fucking people all night long.

  I wa
s up early making coffee because Vira and Sean had woken me up an hour ago when they started going at it again. When it sounded like they had finished, I decided that since I wasn’t getting back to sleep, I was going to need some coffee.

  Sean walked out of the bedroom, handcuffs in one hand and his shoes in the other. I blushed when I remembered some of the things I’d heard him say to her last night.

  “Aw, come on now, Cece. Don’t be shy. Remember, I’ve seen what you do to Logan.”

  “That may be true, but you couldn’t give me a play by play.”

  He laughed at me and then slid his shoes on. “I gotta get to work. Catch ya later, darlin’.”

  “I hope you wash those handcuffs before you use them at work,” I called as he walked out the door.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Logan

  She was taking over every thought I had. I was always distracted no matter what I was doing and it was really fucking with my day. I saw her every morning to get coffee and I gladly paid her tab, hoping that the gesture would keep me in her good graces.

  About mid-week I couldn’t take it anymore and stopped by her work to take her to lunch. She didn’t look overly pleased to see me, but I could tell she didn’t want to cause a scene. She grabbed her coat and we took the elevator down to the first floor in silence. When we walked out of the building, she grabbed my arm.

  “Let’s get one thing straight here. I’m not your girlfriend. I don’t do dinners and lunches. The only reason I came with you is because people heard you asking and I didn’t want to come off as a bitch in my workplace. You don’t get to just show up where I work.”

  I smirked at her hostile reaction. “Yeah, I’m a real dick taking you out for lunch.”

  “Just don’t get any ideas. We aren’t a couple and we never will be.”

  I walked right up into her space and kissed her hard. “Just so long as you remember that your ass is mine. Until we’re through, you belong to me.”

  She reared back and glared at me. “I belong to nobody. When I decide we’re through, I will fuck whoever I want, whenever I want.”

  “You keep telling yourself that, sweetheart.”

  She turned and continued to walk down the street to the little Italian restaurant a block away. We walked in and were seated by the front window where we sat in silence looking over our menus.

  “Cece?”

  I looked up to see a well manicured man walk up to our table and pull Cece out of her chair. He was easily six feet tall and wore a spiffy suit with slicked back hair.

  “Greg. Oh my gosh. It’s so good to see you. What are you doing here?”

  Her eyes lit up when she talked to this guy and I got the distinct feeling that he had an advantage here over me. I decided to sit back and let things play out. I had no clue who this guy was, but if I tried to stake a claim on Cece, it wouldn’t work.

  “I came in to interview at JNP.”

  “No way! I work there.”

  “I know. That’s part of the reason I wanted to transfer.”

  His grin was playful and I couldn’t tell if he was hitting on her or not. I couldn’t figure out the dynamic of their relationship. Had they fucked? Were they just friends?

  “Please sit down and eat lunch with me.”

  She just ignored me. Didn’t even ask if I was okay with him joining us. What the fuck? He sat down and they faced each other, catching up on shit. She didn’t even introduce me. I wasn’t about to sit here and be the schmuck that sat by as another guy moved in on my girl.

  “I’m Logan. Sam was it? Cece’s never mentioned you,” I interrupted when Cece continued to ignore me.

  “Greg. I know Cece from Philadelphia. How do you two know each other?”

  “I’m fucking her.”

  Yeah, I was pissing all over her, marking my territory like a dog. Cece didn’t seem happy about it, but I had a feeling it wasn’t because I had told Greg we were fucking, but because I was blatantly trying to make this douchebag uncomfortable.

  Instead, though, something passed between Greg and Cece, making me feel like I was intruding. He was looking at her with eyes that said he remembered every inch of her body. Cece had a wistful look on her face, so I decided I was going to need to remind her of who she was with. Looked like I was going to have to stake my claim after all.

  “She’s not available right now, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you need to move on.”

  “Excuse me, Logan, but I don’t believe you speak for me.” Cece glared at me, but I just smiled back.

  “I seem to remember you calling my name when you came all over my face, so for now, I do speak for you.”

  I ran my hand up her thigh, under her dress that had ridden up her thigh, and slid my fingers under her panties causing her to gasp. Greg’s eyes were narrowed in on my hand and I didn’t give a fuck if he saw what I was doing. He was going to get the full picture real quick.

  I leaned in and kissed her neck as I worked my fingers along her slit, feeling how wet she was for me. Her eyes fluttered shut and I heard her whimper under my touch. Greg’s eyes were shooting daggers at me, but I didn’t give a shit. Right when Cece was well and truly worked up I pulled my fingers out and brought them to my mouth, licking her cream from my fingers.

  Desire was written all over her face. She stood suddenly from the table and grabbed my hand. She pulled me through the restaurant and out the front door. I had no idea where she was taking me and I didn’t ask. We walked a few blocks when she suddenly pulled me into a motel on the corner. It was run down and where I imagined hookers took their John’s.

  She walked up to the desk and asked for a room, but I had my wallet out before she could pay. There was no way my girl was paying for this shitty room. In minutes, we were down the hall and in a crappy room that looked like something out of The Shining. She threw me down on the bed and climbed on top of me. I could hear the wood cracking from the bed frame as she started ripping the clothes from my body.

  She pulled her dress up and sank down on my cock and rode me hard and fast. I peeled the top of her dress down and sat up so I could lick her tits. I didn’t know how much I could take of this. I wanted her so bad and I didn’t mind her being in control some of the time, but right now I felt like staking my claim on her body. I wanted her to surrender to me.

  I spun her around to her back and loomed over her. Her breathing was erratic as her breasts heaved from the exertion of riding my cock. I slammed into her over and over. The bed creaked one final time before I heard the wood splintering. The far side of the bed collapsed and we rolled across the mattress, falling to the ground and into the leg of the desk. My back slammed into the desk and I instinctively covered Cece as the desk collapsed on top of us.

  When I lifted my head, my eyes locked with Cece. She was trying her best not to laugh at our predicament. I grew harder inside her, needing to finish what we started. I pushed the desk off of my back and then slammed into her again. Her laughing ceased as a moan tore from her throat. The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room until we both came, screaming our releases.

  I collapsed on top of her, panting hard and seeing spots. Damn. This woman was going to kill me. I crawled off of her and surveyed the damage of the room. One of the legs on the bed had broken and the desk was collapsed on the floor with its contents scattered around the small space. I walked around to the other side of the bed and collected my clothes as Cece sat up and pulled herself together. There wasn’t much I could do in the way of cleaning up, so I left everything for the motel to clean up.

  “Don’t ever try to stake your claim on me again like that.”

  “Sweetheart, there was no trying. That douchebag didn’t have a chance against me. Just face it. You’re mine and that’s the way it’s staying.”

  “I’m not anybody’s, and if that’s the way you’re going to act, we can end this right now. So you decide, are we ending things or are you going to back off?”

  There was no
way I was ending things with her. She had gotten under my skin and I couldn’t walk away if I wanted. I walked up to her and pulled her against me. “I’m not walking away and neither are you. I can try to tone it down, but that’s all I can promise. When I’m around you, I just want to throw you over my shoulder and carry you to the closest room to fuck you.”

  “Fucking isn’t our problem. I have to get back to work. Don’t show up there again. What we have doesn’t bleed into my everyday life. Can you handle that?”

  I nodded and she turned and walked out the door. Sighing, I made sure I had everything before going to the front desk and dropped a few hundred for repairs to the room. It was time to get back to work.

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  Cece didn’t show up at my hotel room the next few nights and it pissed me off. Her pussy had made me lose all common sense and my brain felt like it was malfunctioning because it had been too long since I’d had her. My mind had boarded the stupid train and was well on the way to leaving the station.

  By Friday, I was a wreck and it had only been two days since I’d last had her. Ryan was getting irritated with my lack of concentration and it was about to really start affecting my work. Luckily, most of my projects were well underway, so I didn’t have to worry about missing deadlines.

  I left work early to run a few errands and then I went back to the hotel to clean up. There was no doubt in my mind that she would show up tonight. It was the weekend. I got cleaned up and then waited around. Time seemed to creep by and I started to doubt whether or not she would show.

  Finally, around eight o’clock, I decided to text her and find out where the hell she was.

  Me: When is your sexy ass getting here?

  Cece: Working late tonight. Not sure when I’ll be done, but then I’m going home.

  Me: You know what they say about all work and no play.

  Cece: Yes, I know, but did Jack have deadlines to meet?