Club Destiny 1 Conviction (38 page)

“W-what?”

“Take your damn clothes off.”

Her look of disbelief only
spurred him on. “If you don’t do it, I will.”

Logan wasn’t going to attack her,
she had to know that by now, but he needed her to know that when he wanted
something, he went after it. And right now, he wanted her.

“Where’s Luke?” She asked, still
not making a move to remove the rest of her clothes.

“Does it matter?” He knew that it
did. She didn’t know what to expect when it came to Luke McCoy. The only time
she’d been around him, Luke had been included in their extracurricular
activities. He would be included again now, but Logan wasn’t about to tell her
that. Yet.

“Yes. It does. I’m not –”

Logan didn’t let her finish;
instead, he backed her up against the hard tile of the shower wall, his body
crowding her, but not quite touching. He placed his hands on the tiled wall
above her head, staring down at her. “I said, take your clothes off.”

Logan saw the tell, noticed the
second Sam’s disbelief was replaced by the same overwhelming desire that
flooded Logan’s entire body. She squeezed her legs together, as though that
could assuage the ache. She would make a shitty poker player.

Instead of arguing further, or
asking any additional questions, Sam pushed her panties down over her tight,
toned legs, letting them drop to the floor. Then she unclasped the bra,
discarding it just as easily as the rest.

“In the shower.” He ordered,
moving one hand off of the wall so she could do as he instructed.

With one glance up at him, she
turned and walked into the doorless shower, big enough to hold five or six
people. Not that it ever had. Until today, his shower had only ever held two
people at most. Today, it would hold three. And right on cue, Luke joined them
in the bathroom, already stripped down to his birthday suit.

Sam’s gasp was audible in the
small area, the heat flushing her face apparent as she backed under the spray.
Unable to hold off any longer, Logan stormed into the shower after her, backing
her against the wall.

“I’m not going to be gentle.”
Logan warned her, giving her a moment to contest. If she didn’t want this, he’d
back off immediately, but if the look in her eyes said anything, she wanted it
as much as he did. “You remember your safe word, right?”

She didn’t nod her head; instead
she replied with a firm ‘yes’ and Logan slid his hands up over her hips,
cupping the full weight of her breasts in each hand. When he squeezed her a
little harder than he normally did, her eyes closed and she tipped her head
back, moaning quietly.

The little wild cat liked it. She
liked when he took control, when he used her body for his own pleasure because,
in the end, she knew it was her pleasure he was after.

Logan squeezed a little harder,
pinching her rosy red nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, listening
as she moaned louder, but she didn’t attempt to pull away. What she did do was
grab onto his forearms, and Logan stopped cold.

When her eyes opened, he could
see the question in her eyes. Instead of explaining, he moved her, corralling
her toward the wall that had the towel bar built into it.

Lifting both of her arms, he
placed both of her hands on the bar, until she understood what he wanted. When
she gripped the bar, he gave her an approving grin.

“Don’t move your hands from that
bar.” He ordered, then returned to manipulating her breasts with his hands.

Sam glanced over at Luke, then
back to Logan. “Right now, he’s just going to watch. You like being watched
don’t you? It makes you so fucking hot to know one of us is getting off just
watching you.”

Sam nodded her agreement, making
Logan squeeze her nipple harder. He was dying to taste her, to run his tongue
over her entire body, lapping up the water as it sluiced over her. “Don’t nod
your head. Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” Logan asked, wanting
to hear her say it.

“Yes, I like being watched.” Sam
stuttered, her green eyes wide, her lips parted slightly as he continued to
fondle her breasts.

“How does it make you feel when
we watch you?” He asked, leaning forward so his mouth was close to her ear.

“Hot.”

Logan angled himself so some of
the water would spray directly on her chest, keeping her warm, though with
twenty seven shower jets strategically placed throughout the walk in shower,
two rain shower heads in the ceiling, and one hand held shower sprayer, there
weren’t many places not getting sprayed at the moment.

“This time Luke’s going to watch
while I lick your beautiful pussy.” Logan said, grabbing the shower sprayer
from its place on the wall, lowering it to the floor beside them. Sam followed
his movements with her eyes, but she didn’t remove her hands from the towel
bar.

Luke moved to the opposite wall,
leaning on the tile, his eyes glued to the place where Logan intended to move
to next.

Before he lowered himself to his
knees, he lowered his head to her right breast and sucked her completely into
his mouth. Laving her nipple with his tongue, Logan let her moans vibrate
through him. When she gyrated her hips, he bit down on her nipple with his
teeth, hard enough to get her attention, but not enough to physically hurt her.
Logan wasn’t into pain, but he wasn’t past inflicting a little if it brought
her pleasure, which he knew it did.

Releasing her breast, he lowered
himself to the floor, the hard ground biting into his knees, but what was
directly in front of him deflected his attention from the discomfort. Spreading
her labia, swollen from her excitement, Logan opened her for his eyes.

He knew Luke would position
himself so he could see everything that was going on; making it clear to Sam
what brought him the most pleasure.

“Lift your leg.” Logan directed,
waiting for Luke to come forward to help her. It wasn’t that they planned out
any of their activities, but both of them knew what it took to please a woman,
and with Sam, it was clear what she liked.

Luke came forward, taking Sam’s
leg in his hand, holding her foot so she could widen her stance, offering Logan
an unobstructed view of her beautiful pussy. God she was so hot, her clit protruding,
begging for his touch.

Logan leaned forward, sliding his
tongue through her slit, lightly grazing her clit. He wouldn’t give her what
she wanted just yet. What was the fun in that?

“Does that feel good, Sam?” Luke
asked, his tone just as demanding as Logan’s.

“Yes.”

“What do you want him to do?”

“Lick me.” She groaned, her voice
muffled as she tossed her head to the side as Logan added more pressure with
his tongue.

“Where?”

“My clit.” She said, her breaths
short and sporadic. “Please. Lick my clit.”

Logan did as she asked, sliding
his tongue over the engorged bundle of nerves, flicking roughly before sucking
her clit and rolling his tongue over it.

“Oh, God, yes!” She moaned, her
legs giving beneath her.

Luke quickly rectified the
problem by squeezing in behind her, putting her body between him and Logan,
causing Logan to move back, never releasing her clit from his mouth.

“Put your hands around my neck.”
Luke ordered.

Logan glanced up her body, their
eyes connecting, her arms up above her, while Luke held her around the middle,
one hand holding her leg up so she was wide open, offering her the support she
needed so Logan could drive two fingers inside of her.

“That’s it, baby.” Luke spurred
her on. “He’s fucking you with his fingers, sucking your clit. It’s so fucking
hot to watch you get off. You’re going to come, aren’t you?”

“Yes! Please. I want to come.”

Logan deliberately slowed his
movements. He’d let her come, but not quite yet. Picking up the shower head, he
held the nozzle so a stream of water was directly on her clit, his fingers
still buried inside of her.

With a perfect view of her being
held open to him, her breasts high, her nipples pebbled, Logan divided his
attention between her heaving breaths and her pussy.

“Come for us, Sam.” Luke
instructed, and Sam screamed as she let go, her body convulsing around Logan’s
fingers, her clit pulsing as the water continued to spray over her.

Logan forced himself up off of
the floor, leaving the shower head on the ground. Luke remained behind her
while Logan pressed against her front, sandwiching her between them, similar to
the way they had the night before when Logan had taken her ass. The memory had
his dick twitching, and he thought he might just come from the thought.

For the first time since they
entered the shower, Logan pressed his lips to hers, his tongue seeking the
soft, sweet depths of her mouth. He licked her lower lip, her teeth, and then
finally thrust his tongue in her mouth, mating with hers.

Pulling back quickly, not wanting
to wait any longer, Logan pulled her arms from around Luke’s neck, putting his
hand on her shoulder, and gently nudging her down.

“On your knees.” He demanded,
holding back the grin as she did exactly as he told her. God he loved this
woman. She was so responsive, so open to trying new things and as far as Logan
was concerned, there were so many things he wanted to try with her. “I want you
to suck my cock.”

When Sam got to her knees, Logan
turned her head toward him so he could push his cock inside her mouth. While he
did that, Luke took her hand and placed it on his own erection, using his hand
to guide hers in stroking him.

Logan never took his eyes from
Sam’s mouth as it encircled him, her tongue doing wicked things to him. Her
mouth was like a furnace, bathing him in sweet, soft heat.

“Good girl.” He turned her head
more so he could angle directly into her mouth, gripping her head gently in his
hands, holding her still so he could press further. “Relax your throat. I want
to see how far you can take me.”

Sam had given him enough blow
jobs for Logan to know how far he could push her. From her own words, she liked
sucking him and watching her do it was incredible.

“Oh, damn, baby, that’s so
fucking good.”

Pulling back, Logan let her
breath deeply, then pushed inside of her mouth once more. She applied more
suction, causing Logan’s balls to tighten. She was trying to make him come, and
he didn’t want to wait. Pulling back once more, Logan gripped her head in both
hands, then began to slowly fuck her mouth, increasing his thrusts, his entire
focus on the wet heat that engulfed him.

“I’m going to come, Sam. I’m
going to come down your throat, and I want you to take every last drop.” He
ordered.

The way she reacted to his words
told him she liked when he told her what he wanted.

She used her other hand to
encircle his cock, using it to stroke him tightly while her mouth continued to
apply the most spectacular suction.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck, yes.” He
groaned his release, his cock twitching as he flooded her mouth. She stared up
at him, a heated look in her eyes.

“Stand up.” Logan ordered,
keeping her off guard. He wasn’t letting this play out as long as he had the
night before. He was strung so tight, his body sated, but their play wasn’t
over.

She still needed something and
Logan was going to make sure she got what she needed. He moved over to the
tiled ledge that doubled as a seat in the shower, taking a seat with his back
against the wall.

“Come here.” She walked slowly to
him, but she didn’t hesitate, which earned her a small grin. “I want you to
lean over me, placing your hands on my shoulders.”

Sam wasn’t tall, especially not
compared to him, or Luke, so when she leaned over, her breasts came right to
his mouth, her pussy within arm’s reach. For what he had in mind, he needed to
be able to reach her. Luke disappeared momentarily, returning with a bottle of
lubricant, the waterproof pink vibrator, and a condom, but Sam never took her
eyes off of Logan.

“Kiss me.”

And boy did she. Sam ate at his
mouth with a vengeance, Logan holding her hips as she leaned over him. This
time he was the one looking up at her as she hovered above him. Their mouths
mated, his cock once again semi hard. After all they’d done last night, and
that morning, Logan knew he wouldn’t be getting hard any more right now, but
Sam wasn’t finished. He knew she needed to be fucked, and Luke was preparing to
do exactly that.

Logan took the pink vibrator from
Luke, thumbing the controls, then placed it on Sam’s clit, her body jerking
upon contact.

“Luke wants to fuck your sweet
ass, while I fuck you with your vibrator.” Logan told her, wanting to make sure
she understood what was about to happen. He wasn’t willing to surprise her in
cases like this. After all, this was all about her, and if Sam was averse to
doing it, they’d stop.

When she crushed her mouth down
on his, Logan took that as her approval. A slight nod of his head gave Luke the
go ahead. But, he had to break the kiss, needing to see her, to watch her
reaction.