Logan (For The Love Of A Good Woman Book 3) Page 8

  Shit. She wasn’t going to show. I couldn’t take it anymore. Screw her rules. I had to see her. She still had to eat right? I grabbed my coat and walked out of the hotel, stopping at a restaurant for some food. There would be no more running from me. I was going to have it out with her and show her that we could have something great. If I couldn’t convince her, I was going to have to walk away before functioning without her became impossible.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Cecelia

  I was starting to lose focus on what I was doing. I talked a good game with Logan, but he was wearing me down. As much as I hated him claiming me in public, I was so turned on by his actions. Dragging him to the motel and fucking him seemed like the best solution.

  Now I was back at work and having a hard time concentrating on the simple marketing plan in front of me. All I could think about was going back to Logan’s hotel room tonight and all the dirty things we could do. A knock at the door startled me from my thoughts.

  “Can I come in?”

  Greg was standing in the doorway looking charming as ever. I had slept with him once and he was great in bed. I never repeated, so he never thought there would be more. Still, his comments at the restaurant led me to believe he still wanted more with me. I was going to have to take care of that right away.

  “Hey, did you interview already?”

  “Yeah, just finished up. I think it went well. I should know in a week or two. They still have more interviews to do.”

  “Well, I hope you get what you want.”

  He smiled and then stepped further into the office. “Listen, I hope I didn’t cause any problems between you and your boyfriend earlier. I wasn’t trying to, but he was pushing my buttons, so I thought I’d push back.”

  “He’s not my boyfriend. You know how I work.” I gave him a knowing look to which he chuckled.

  “Yeah, I’m aware. One of these days you’ll settle down though. I’m not saying it will be with me, but I wouldn’t be opposed to it.”

  “Greg, you know..”

  He held up both hands in surrender. “I’m just saying, when there’s an opening, keep me in mind.”

  “I’ll do that, but there won’t be.”

  “I’ve gotta get back to Philadelphia. It was good seeing you again.”

  “It was. Maybe we’ll be seeing you around here soon.”

  “Here’s hoping.”

  He left and I finally buckled down and got to work. I couldn’t spend all day daydreaming or Greg would be taking my job.

  ✯✯✯✯✯

  Friday was here in the blink of an eye and I had never been happier. I was getting swamped at work with a new project from one of my bosses. The account came up at the last minute and everyone else was pretty busy, so I offered to handle it. Mr. Johnson needed the draft for the project on his desk first thing in the morning. I spent the whole morning working with the design department to come up with some boards for the meeting in the morning.

  After the boards were done, I still had paperwork to go over for the project which was taking me a long time. Normally, I had weeks to go over all the information that I now only had a few days to go over.

  The rest of the day flew by with so much work that I didn’t think I’d leave the office before ten. A huge part of me wanted to sneak out and see Logan, but if I didn’t finish the project for the morning meeting, I could be out of a job. Besides, I didn’t want Logan thinking that I would be available to him whenever he wanted. I needed to maintain distance from him.

  It was about eight o’clock when my phone pinged, signaling a text. It was from Logan.

  Logan: When is your sexy ass getting here?

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

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

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

  I didn’t get another message so I continued on with my project. My stomach was cramping from not eating and I really wanted to go get something to eat, but the sooner I finished, the sooner I could go home for the night. Still, something from the vending machines would hold me over until I could leave. I went through the main office area where the cubicles were and made my way to the break room. It was a little creepy at night because they turned off the main lights and just left the night time lights on, which were scattered throughout the walkways.

  Standing in front of the vending machines, I saw that there weren’t a whole lot of options that would fill me up, but I decided on a couple of Snickers bars. As I was putting in my money, my stomach let out a loud growl, telling me the monster would soon jump out of my stomach and eat whatever was available.

  “You shouldn’t skip dinner to work late.”

  I practically banged my head against the vending machine from standing so fast. I spun around to see Logan standing in the doorway holding what could only be Chinese takeout based on the smell.

  I was about to grin, but then I remembered how much I was supposed to hate him and decided reprimanding him would be best.

  “I didn’t invite you to my office. When I said I was working, I meant just that.”

  “I’m aware, but you still need to eat. So let’s go sit down and eat and then you can get back to work.”

  I quirked an eyebrow, channeling Scarlet O’Hara, and stepped forward seductively and pulled the tie away from his shirt, running my fingers down the length of the silk.

  “Mr. Walker, why don’t you step into my office and we can review your request.”

  His eyebrows shot up and a slow grin spread across his face. I put a little extra sway in my hips on the way to my office. I sat down behind my desk, back straight with my chest pushed out. I crossed one leg over the other, letting my skirt pull up my thigh. I saw the moment his eyes trailed over my skin because it felt like heat was emanating from his very pores.

  “Mr. Walker, as your boss, I’m sure you’re aware of certain procedures we have in this office for working late nights. We wouldn’t want anyone to get the idea I was sexually harassing you. As your boss, I require you to sign some paperwork that you have agreed to work late in the office with me.”

  Logan sat back, steeling his fingers in front of him. “And just what would this paperwork entail?”

  “It’s very basic. It says that you have to do whatever I say to get the job done in a timely manner. After all, you’re getting paid to be here and service me in any way I need.”

  He stood and walked around the desk towards me. I indicated a blank piece of paper on the desk and handed him a pen.

  “Just write as I speak.” He took the pen and leaned over the desk giving me a nice view of his ass. I brushed my hand between his legs, feeling his balls heavy in his pants. “I, Logan, promise to throw Cece across this desk.” I cupped his balls and gave a slight squeeze. The only noise he made was a slight intake of breath. “I promise to fuck her hard and make her beg for my cock.” My fingers undid his zipper and I could feel his length hardening underneath. “I will be sure that she comes several times before I do to ensure my work is at its peak performance.” I grabbed onto the length of him and started stroking him. He spun back around and hauled me to him, kissing me breathless. I was so lost in the moment that I forgot I was supposed to be the one in charge.

  Pulling back, I slapped him across the face. “Do that again and I’ll file a sexual harassment charge, Mr. Walker. Now, eat my pussy.”

  Logan swiped all the paperwork off my desk and pushed me back so I was lying across the desk. He pulled the side zipper down on my skirt and pulled it off me before spreading my legs and latching on to my panty covered mound. I felt his hot tongue through the thin fabric, my body quaking in need. He ripped the panties from my body and let his tongue work its magic on me. I barely had time to think about how wrong this was to do this in my office or that my office walls were made of glass and if someone came back here, I would be caught and probably fired. For some reason, that made this
so much hotter.

  “Is this your marketing strategy for this particular product, Mr. Walker?”

  “Since the product is Chinese food, I would suggest we take a different approach. Allow me to demonstrate.”

  Logan took the first box of Chinese, pulling up my shirt, and setting the hot noodles on my tummy. The juices ran down the sides of my stomach and Logan’s tongue lapped at the free running juices. He pulled one noodle into his mouth and the noodle slid against my skin as it slid up off me and into his mouth. His eyes darkened as he watched me and he moved one of the noodles up to my breast, wrapping it around my nipple.

  His mouth latched onto my nipple and sucked for a few minutes before he once again took ahold of the noodle and sucked it up. This time the noodle caressed my nipple and it pebbled under the slippery texture. He continued on a few more times before grabbing an egg roll and holding it up with a mischievous grin.

  “I think this egg roll needs some dipping sauce.”

  Before I had a chance to comprehend what he was going to do, he slid the egg roll down my skin to my pussy and pushed the egg roll inside me. The scratchy texture was not very pleasant, but I couldn’t deny that it still turned me on. He pushed the egg roll in and out several times before finally pulling it out and taking a bite.

  I sat up and took him by the tie, forcing him to switch places with me. Eyeing the sweet and sour sauce on the desk, I pulled the lid off and then pulled his pants and underwear down. I knelt before him and took his hard length into my mouth, sucking and licking every inch of him. Then I took the container of sweet and sour sauce and dipped his balls in. A hiss slipped from his lips, probably because the sauce was still a little hot, but I replaced the cup with my tongue and licked all the sauce from him. When I pulled back, my face was sticky and I desperately wanted a wet wipe, but when I saw the dark look on his face, all thoughts of cleaning up flew out the window.

  The next thing I knew I was bent over his desk and he was pounding into me from behind. With every thrust, my hips slammed into the metal desk, no doubt leaving bruises on my hips. In my attempt to grab ahold of the other side of the desk, I sent my pen holder flying, pens scattering across the floor.

  Logan put his hands on my hips and gripped tight as he continued his delicious assault on my body. I could feel my walls tightening around his cock and I couldn’t hold back when his hips picked up the pace and he slammed deeper and harder into me. I came with a scream and a few seconds later and felt him still behind me.

  His heavy weight dropped down on top of me as I lay my head down on the desk and closed my eyes. It was hard to get my breathing under control with his giant frame on top of mine, but I relished in the warmth of his body. Soon, reality came crashing down and I remembered that I was not supposed to be basking in the afterglow with him. I pushed him off me and started gathering my clothes to put back on.

  “Alright, I have to get back to work and now that we’ve made a mess of my office, I have even more work to do, so you can leave.”

  Logan grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. “I’ll help you clean up, and the little bit that you managed to get in your mouth would not be considered dinner.”

  “Oh, Logan. I never thought I’d hear you describe yourself as little. Surely you deserve a slightly better accolade.”

  “Honey, I wasn’t describing my cock and we both know it would never be described as little.”

  His fingers brushed my sex and swirled in the juices that were still lingering. He started pumping his fingers in and out of me and I was helpless to resist him. My eyes closed as he continued his ministrations on my body. His thumb rubbed my clit faster and faster as his fingers started thrusting in and out of me. Despite the near state of exhaustion I had just been in, my body was a live wire now. My legs began to tremble and my breathing accelerated. Logan stepped closer and wrapped his arm around my back, holding me against the desk. Sparks flew as my orgasm tore through me and I pulsed against his fingers. My legs gave out, but Logan held me up, slowly rubbing his fingers over my still throbbing pussy.

  “You can push me away all you want, sweetheart, but I’ll still be here waiting for you,” he whispered in my ear. It was getting more and more difficult to keep Logan at arm’s length. I needed to finish what I started with him before I got in too deep, but for now, I pretended that we were just two people that were deeply attracted to one another.

  Logan pulled back and wiped his fingers on some napkins. “How about we get dressed and clean up. Then we can clean up our mess and eat our Chinese food.”

  I raised an eyebrow at him.

  “Yes, we will actually eat the food.”

  We quickly dressed and sorted through all the papers that had been thrown to the floor. After everything was neatly back in place on my desk, we sat on the floor with the food spread out in front of us.

  “So tell me, Cece, where did you learn that tantalizing dance you did with Vira in the club?”

  I blushed at his reminder of the first night we met. “Well, I met Vira a long time ago and she helped me to open myself up and explore my sexuality. She took me to a lot of clubs and helped me to loosen up and not be afraid to have fun.”

  “So, that whole dance between you two was just a routine? You’ve never…”

  “Are you asking if Vira and I have ever gotten dirty?”

  “Well, I would be lying if I said the thought repulsed me. I think it’s every guy’s fantasy to see two women kissing and running their hands over each other.”

  “Wouldn’t you like to know.”

  “Oh, come on. If you tell me, I’ll tell you something I’ve never told anyone else.”

  “How good is it?”

  “Oh, it’s good. You don’t want to miss out on this story.”

  I thought about it and decided that no matter what his story turned out to be, there was no harm in letting him in on this secret.

  “What Vira and I do stays strictly on the dance floor. Now that’s not to say that we haven’t done some dirty stuff to each other to garner the attentions of the opposite sex, but we’ve never had anything more than that.”

  “What kind of dirty stuff?”

  “In order to get the answer to that, you’re gonna have to spill your secret.”

  He rolled his eyes and made an irritated noise and when I looked down, I could see his length through his pants. Apparently talking about girl on girl action was something that really got Logan wound up.

  “Fine. When I was in college, I spread this rumor that this really hot girl and I had been fucking. The rumor was that we were doing really dirty stuff all around campus. I’ll spare you the details, but this girl couldn’t go anywhere without being harassed by guys looking for a fun time with her. After a while I felt bad because that hadn’t been my intention. I just wanted her to notice me and that was my stupid way of getting her attention. One night, she approached me in the dorms and told me she wanted to fuck me against the wall where anyone could see us. I was like, hell yeah, this girl is more kinky than I thought. So I went along with it. Apparently her friends were in on it and they had attached zip ties to some rings that were on a bulletin board. After she got me stripped naked, she said she wanted to blindfold me and I went along with it. Then she put my hands in the zip ties and I was thinking I was about to get real lucky. It got awfully quiet for a few minutes and I kept calling out to her. Then I heard all this running and girls laughing. She had left me naked and pinned to the wall for everyone to see. Fortunately, since no one saw my whole face, they couldn’t be certain it was me, but I definitely learned my lesson after that.”

  “How did you get out of there?”

  “Well, the bulletin board wasn’t secured to the wall all that well, so I took it down and a buddy guided me to a room where he helped me get loose. I hid out in his room all night and waited for everyone to go back to their rooms before I snuck back to mine. People speculated of course, but no one was certain it was me.”

  “Well,
serves you right. Shows you not to mess with people.”

  Interesting. So I wasn’t the first person to get revenge on this man.

  “What made you decide to go into marketing?”

  I picked at my food while we talked and I tried to keep the subjects light. I no longer felt the need to kick him out of my office, but I also didn’t want to get in too deep with him. We talked for another half hour before I decided it was time to get back to work.

  “Thanks for dinner, Logan, but I need to finish up my work for the night. We have a big meeting tomorrow morning.”

  He leaned towards me and swiped his tongue across my lower lip. “You have sauce on you.”

  His tongue traced my lips and his breath fanned across my face. I wanted to push him off. I wanted to get my space and keep up some distance between us, but Logan was pushing past my barriers and making it difficult to keep my wits about me. He kissed me deeply and started crawling over my body, pushing me down to the floor. His body hovered over mine as his hand cupped my jaw. His kisses forced me into submission as he hiked up my skirt and I heard his belt buckle come free.

  As he slid inside me, something changed. This was slower, less intense, yet even more intense. We weren’t going at each other with some crazy passion. He was making love to me. I tried to avoid his eyes, but he held my face and soon his eyes captivated me. His thrusts were slow and deep, every one pulling me in deeper. His eyes stayed on me the entire time, forcing me to accept what he was doing to me. I couldn’t look away. I couldn’t deny any longer that I wanted him. I couldn’t deny that what was between us was special. I wanted to roll him over and do things my way, but my body betrayed me and kept me anchored to him.

  My release came slowly, unfurling deep from within. He pushed deep inside and released deep within me, pressing kisses along my temple and down to my jaw before placing a sweet kiss on my lips. We stayed like that for a good minute, just staring into each other’s eyes. The ding of the elevator pulled me from the moment and I quickly bucked him off me and pulled my skirt down, smoothing my hair the best I could. Logan worked just as quickly to adjust his pants and straighten his shirt. We kept up the appearance of a late night dinner just as my boss walked by, seeing my light on. He knocked on the glass and walked into my office.