Addicted (Club Destiny #3) (9 page)

“Suck
me, Sam.” Tag told her, gripping his cock in one hand and sliding his other
hand into her hair. “Fuck yes.”

Logan
watched, stroking his dick, praying he wouldn’t come too soon because this was
just too much. Admittedly, he’d never attended one of these, not by himself,
and not with anyone else. He’d been intrigued by the idea, but never had he
considered it a possibility with Sam. Now he wondered if she even had any
limits to her sexual fantasies.

Sam
turned her attention on him suddenly, taking the head of his cock in her hot
mouth, licking and sucking as she moaned. The vibrations were going to set him
off if her talented tongue didn’t do it first.

Gripping
her head, he held her in place, pushing in and pulling out, letting her tease
him with her tongue. And then she turned back to Tag, bathing the man with the
same wicked skill and making him groan.

Logan
wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this. From his peripheral vision,
he could see a handful of people, all in various stages of undress, doing erotic
things to one another all while his wife was on her knees giving him and Tag
the blow job of the century.

Sliding
his hand into her hair once again, he eased her upward, not pulling, but
guiding her back to her feet. When she was standing once again, Logan crushed
his mouth down on hers, stealing a kiss hot enough to melt the last of his
remaining brain cells.

“I
need to be inside you.” Logan told her none too discreetly. At this point, he
didn’t give a shit who heard, or who watched.

Sam
kissed him again, hungrier this time, giving him her silent approval as she
wrapped her arms around his neck and all but climbed his body.

~*~*~

Sam
knew where she was, knew what was going on around her, but just like every time
Logan looked at her as though she were the only woman in the world, the room
all but disappeared.

With
Tag’s warm body pressed against her back and Logan pressed against her front,
there was no place she would rather be than right there in that moment.

Overwhelmed.
That was the only word that came to mind as she used her tongue to explore
Logan’s mouth, her hands to latch onto his hair, and her body to soak up his heat.

“Logan.”
She needed him more than she’d ever needed him before. Inside of her. Filling
her to overflowing until she didn’t know where he ended and she began.

She
caught Logan’s subtle nod toward Tag and a sigh of relief escaped. He wasn’t
going to torture her any longer. Although Tag had sent an orgasm spiraling
through her only minutes before, she was aching to be filled by them. Both of
them. At the same time.

Logan
took her hand and led her to an empty couch in the corner before pulling her
down on top of him.

“Ride
me, Sam. Sit on my cock, baby.”

His
lewd words were the equivalent of the flash point of diesel fuel, igniting
every molecule until the fire inside of her burned bright and hot.  Not wasting
another second, she straddled his hips, sitting up so she could guide him
exactly where she needed him.

“Logan.”
He took her hands in his, holding her up and allowing her to find a rhythm that
sent shards of pleasure bolting through her.

Being
with him was just as magnificent as always, but being here, in this place, was
overloading her circuits. From where she was, Sam could see a handful of
people, each of them doing their own thing. The group of five was engaged in an
extremely complex situation, something she’d never imagined in her wildest
dreams.

Across
the room, Luke, Sierra and Cole were doing the same thing Sam hoped to be doing
any minute now. With Tag finally joining them on the couch, she was getting
closer to where she wanted to be.

“Inside
me. Now.” She told him when she stopped moving on Logan as he pulled her flush
against his chest.

She
couldn’t speak after that because his mouth found hers in an explosive kiss.
The room once again disappeared, and Sam was left with only feeling.

“I’ve
dreamed about fucking your ass, Sam.” Tag said as he leaned over her, using his
finger to imitate what he would soon be doing with another part of his body.

Sam
couldn’t help but rock between the invasion in her ass and her husband’s cock
lodged deep inside of her. It was too much, but not enough.

“Be
still, baby.” This time Logan caught her attention. “Look at me.”

Sam
stared down into hazel eyes filled with passion and love, and she knew they
were going to have to do something fast. She was losing her nerve the longer
they waited, especially when she noticed there were others who were doing
nothing more than sitting on the sidelines taking in the whole debacle.

When
Tag lined up behind her, his huge cock pushing against her, trying to gain
entrance, Sam stilled.

“You
love to have your ass and pussy filled at the same time, don’t you, baby?”
Logan asked, causing her to stare down at him once again. “Move forward.”

Sam
moved up a little, far enough for Logan to draw one nipple fully into his
mouth, and she couldn’t stop the scream that broke loose. It was exquisite. He
freed one hand so he could pinch her nipple while sucking on the other, and the
alternating sensations were intense.

“Tag.”
This time Sam called out for the man gripping her hips from behind. She wanted
him to get closer.

“I’m
here, baby.” He consoled her as he leaned over.

Pain
gripped her momentarily as Tag eased inside of her, Logan remaining motionless
beneath her except for his thorough manipulation of her breasts.

Sam
glanced around, and noticed the beautiful red head she’d seen earlier, now bent
over the edge of a couch, the man behind her ramming hard and fast as he pulled
her head back by her hair. She was moaning, and the look of pure satisfaction
on her face was enough to send a shockwave through Sam.

When
the pain eased, Sam was awash in sensation. Heat bloomed from her core as Logan
and Tag began to move in unison, Sam’s attention once again focused on her
husband. His hand snaked out and wrapped around her head, pulling her down to
him. He didn’t kiss her though, simply held her face close to his.

“You’re
the most beautiful woman in the entire fucking room.” He told her as he began
to thrust eagerly. “Damn your pussy’s so tight. Fuck me, Sam. Right here. Right
now.”

And
with that, the rest of the room once again faded into the background, the only
thing she could see was Logan. The only thing she could feel was the glorious
friction.

“Damn,
baby.” Tag groaned into her ear. “Your ass is so tight. I can feel Logan’s cock
inside of you.”

Sam
could feel it too, both of them, filling her, impaling her over and over until
they were moving in unison, one thrusting hard and fast as the other retreated.

Her
orgasm rippled, taking hold as a tingling sensation built deep in her womb, her
pussy spasming around Logan’s cock.

“That’s
it, Sam. Come for us.” Tag urged, holding her hip as he plowed into her over
and over.

“Fuck.”
Logan growled. “I can’t hold on.”

“Don’t.”
Sam insisted. “Come for me, baby.” She urged her husband seconds before her
orgasm detonated, taking off like a rocket and barreling through her at the
same time she felt both men still inside of her, their groans of release
echoing through the room.

~~  **  ~~  **  ~~  **  ~~

[McCoy,
Logan – 5:54pm]
You almost ready to go?

[McCoy,
Samantha – 5:55pm]
I need about 30 minutes

[McCoy,
Logan – 5:55pm]
Ok. Let me know when you’re ready.

Logan
sat in his office, wondering what in the world Sam was doing on a Friday night.
It was the first Friday in quite some time that Xavier hadn’t insisted that
Logan stay late. That was probably because the man was out of town on business,
not expected back until late Wednesday. Logan knew that meant he had the
opportunity to get some more pressing things done, but he just wanted to get
home and relax for a while.

Sam
had come in early that morning because she had an extensive meeting planned, so
he figured she’d be just as ready to go home as he was. He couldn’t imagine
what she was working on. Instead of bothering her, he immersed himself in one
of the project updates he needed to modify to present to the board next week.

When
seven o’clock rolled around, Logan was just about to walk down to Sam’s office
when his door opened, and she walked in.

“Hey.”
He greeted her. “I was just about to come get you.”

“Yeah?”
She asked as she shut the door behind her. Then a slight click sounded as she
locked it.

He
could only stare back at her. What was she up to?

“Did
you need to talk about something?” Logan asked as she made her way across the
room, perching on the edge of his desk in front of him.

“Something.”
She stated, still sounding very strange.

“Is
everything alright?” Logan was beginning to worry because Sam never came to
talk to him in his office. She was adamant that they not show any affection to
one another during work hours. It wasn’t professional, she’d told him.

“It
will be.” In a surprising move, Sam slipped off her sandal and put her foot on
the edge of his chair, pushing him away from his desk.

“What’s
going on, Sam?” Ok, so he was past the point of being worried.

“Nothing’s
wrong.” She grinned for the first time since walking into his office. “I was
just thinking.”

“About
what?” Logan stared back at her, waiting.

“I
was thinking how you work too hard.”

“Well,
I’m not the only one, baby. It’s seven o’clock on a Friday night, and I’ve been
waiting for you, remember?”

“That’s
not entirely my fault.” She told him as she stood in front of him now, between
him and his desk.

“No?”
Logan saw something in her eyes, something akin to heat, and he wondered
exactly what she was thinking.

“No.
I’ve been waiting patiently for the rest of the team to go home.”

For
what, he wondered.

When
Sam went to her knees on the floor in front of him, Logan damn near choked.
What the hell was she doing?

“I’ve
been giving some serious thought to that fantasy of yours.” She told him as she
reached for his belt buckle.

Logan
sucked in a breath. He didn’t have to think too hard to know exactly which fantasy
she was referring to. After all, they were in his office, and his sexy wife had
just locked the door behind her.

“Yeah?”
He encouraged her to keep talking. He loved when she told him in no uncertain
detail exactly what she wanted to do to him.

Once
she unhooked his belt, she moved on to the button and zipper of his slacks,
expertly easing his now hard cock out of its confinement.

“I’ve
been thinking about how good you taste.” Sam said as she leaned forward,
placing a kiss to the swollen head, making his dick jump in her hand. When she
sucked him into her mouth, he bit back a groan.

Unable
to stop himself, Logan gripped her hair, pulling her closer to him as she
sweetly loved his cock, licking and sucking like only Sam could do. “What else
have you been thinking?”

Sam
pulled him out of her mouth, using her lips to plant kisses down the shaft,
sliding her tongue against the vein running down the underside, making his
balls tighten painfully. If she wasn’t careful, he was going to come in her
mouth right here.

“I’ve
been thinking how hot it would be for you to fuck me in your office.”

Now
that was surprising, given all of her reluctance at the office, but Logan was
not about to point that out. Not when she was blowing his mind with her tongue.
He didn’t say more, just held her head in his hand and slid his cock back into
her mouth.

“Damn
that’s good, baby. I love when you suck me.” He told her, holding her head
still so he could control his movements. “Lick my balls.”

Sam
did as he told her. She always did as he told her and she made sure he knew how
much she enjoyed it. “Oh, damn, baby.” Logan groaned as she bathed him in moist
heat. “I want you naked. Right fucking now.”

~*~*~

Logan’s
vulgar tone turned her on and made her wet. She’d been battling a severe case
of nerves all day as she planned out exactly how this was supposed to go. With
Xavier out of town, Sam knew this was her one and only opportunity to give back
to Logan for everything he’d given her.

He
was the most unselfish man she’d ever met, and after all of the ways he
pleasured her, Sam wanted to show him how much she loved him. It had been a huge
risk coming into his office, but now that she was here, she wondered how they’d
managed to avoid this all along. It was hotter than hell to have him in her
mouth while she knelt on the floor behind his desk.