Strangers for the Night (For The Night #1) (4 page)

‘Where have you been?’ she
demanded with a sulky pout as she looked over her shoulder at me.

‘I’m sure I could head back down
to the bar and find other more compliant and affable women to fuck, Camilla.
Would you like that?’

‘No, Sir,’ she bit back quickly.

‘Excellent, neither would I.
You’re incredibly hot and sexy, I love the way that you move that dancers toned
body of yours. I want you Camilla, but first I want you to crawl on your hands
and knees to me and unzip my trousers.’

‘Yes, Sir,’ she moaned and
cheekily slunk over like a panther as she grinned at me. She halted between my
thighs, lifted her hands and deftly undid the button of my waistband and slowly
unzipped as both of our breathing levels increased. I loved getting head, there
again, what guy didn’t? I didn’t believe in there being such a thing as bad
head, anyone’s lips and mouth around my cock felt good, there were just
different levels of “good” that could turn an “ok” blow job into a “fucking
sensational” blow job. Camilla looked so eager, I had a feeling she’d be
somewhere towards to top end of the scale, but that wasn’t on the agenda until
later. I shuddered as she extracted me and I felt her fingers curl around my
hot flesh.

‘Stop. Remove your hand and sit
back on your heels with your knees spread.’

‘
Sir,
’ she whined. I reached
down and removed her small hand, replacing it with my own larger one and gave
myself a couple of leisurely strokes. Now, the day I could find a woman who
could jack me off as well as I did was the day I’d probably ask for a woman’s
hand in marriage.

‘You want to taste me?’

‘So badly, Sir,’ she nodded.

‘Then do as I ask, and remove
your bra and play with your nipples. I want to see your excitement leaking out
of you again.’

‘But the carpet,’ she protested
wide eyed.

‘The carpet, Sir,’ I corrected.
‘I’d like the staff to know how excited I got you in here, to see your come all
over the perfect cream pile, to have to get on their hands and knees and remove
your enjoyment from it, so every time they see you, they’ll know how good Logan
Steele was.’ She gulped and nodded, then reached behind her and undid the
hooks, slowly sliding the straps down her arms as I continued to stroke myself.
As I suspected, she was virtually flat chested, it was pointless her wearing a
bra. I loved women with full ripe breasts and big nipples that filled my mouth
as I lavished attention to them. ‘Spread your legs further, I want to see the
pink and the cream,’ I growled.

‘
Yes,
Sir,’ she mewled as
her fingers pulled and teased her nipples to stiffer points. A woman’s vagina
was a thing of beauty to me, such pleasure lay at its core for them and for me.
Camilla’s was a hot pink, with bigger than normal inner lips, I preferred them
smaller so that I got a better view and access to their clit. Hers was tiny,
but obviously not lacking in sensitivity judging by the bubbling fluid leaking
from her. I also preferred vaginas that were a soft pink in shade. Camilla keep
licking her lips and staring at my cock, so I relented.

‘You may suck it, now, just for a
minute.’

‘O yes, Sir,’ she cried and
scrambled forwards, nearly breaking the damn thing as she grabbed it and pulled
it into her mouth and sucked with the enthusiasm of a new born baby on a
nipple.

‘O God, that’s good,’ I moaned. I
wasn’t lying, she
was
good, though she couldn’t take me whole, she made
up for it with that enthusiasm as she worked her fists in time with her sucking.
I leaned back and put my hands behind my head as I observed her. Manly,
commanding, and aggressive was what she’d wanted. I’d give her the manly now
and save the aggressive for the bedroom.

‘Suck harder. I’m not going to
come in your mouth yet Camilla, I want to fuck you first, I want to feel you
surrounding me again. Once you’ve recovered from the multiple orgasms I’m about
to give you, at some stage you’ll kneel in front of me again with your hands
bound behind you. I’ll feed you my cock and you’ll suck me to completion, until
I unload in your mouth and watch you swallow before spilling the rest of it all
over your face and chest.’ I smiled as I heard a groan and felt it rumble
around my cock as her big eyes met mine and she nodded.

‘Logan,’ I protested as he pulled my mouth away from my
favourite sexual pastime, other than getting orgasms myself. I loved giving
oral, seeing a powerful man like him coming apart at the seams because I had my
lips wrapped around his cock made it all the more enjoyable. It didn’t matter
what age they were, or what their status was, all boys and men were on a level
playing field when they were getting head. Logan’s tasted better than I’d
imagined, musky and salty with that gorgeous baby soft foreskin covering his
thick, soft, shiny glans. I’d lapped hungrily at his slit, sucking up all his
pre-come, wishing he’d come so I could gargle it and swallow him down, or
snowball with him, that really got me hot. He pulled me up onto his lap and
wrapped his arms around me as he kissed me hungrily. I could feel his need for
me radiating off him, I held all the power now.

He suddenly stood and I clung to
him as our kissing increased in ferocity as he marched us both determinedly to
the bedroom. I screamed as he ripped me off him and launched me into the air. I
giggled as I bounced on the centre of the California king sized bed, but my
giggles soon stopped as he started unbuttoning his shirt and I saw his firm
pecs and oblique’s being unveiled. I gulped as he shrugged the shirt off, he
was in way better shape that even our football players and so much broader. I
tried to control my breathing as he toed off his shoes, bent down and ripped
off his socks, then dropped his trousers and I got to see his cock in all its
glory, jutting out angrily from his slim hips and that damn sexy dip on each
hipbone.

‘I hope you’re seriously wet Camilla,
because watching you creaming yourself for me, then feeling you suck me, has me
harder than I’ve ever been.’

‘Really?’ I gasped, not sure if
he was telling the truth or playing his role. I decided I didn’t actually care,
he was here with me now, with a cock harder than any I’d ever seen, and was
about to blow my mind. I mean seriously, could a guy
get
any harder?

‘Really,’ he growled as he
grabbed my ankles, hauled me down the bed and spread my legs. ‘Can you do the
splits?’

‘
Hello!
Cheerleader, what
do you think?’ I responded with a roll of my eyes which earned me a dark look
that sent shivers down my spine. ‘Yes I can Sir, very sorry to be
disrespectful, Sir,’ I added quickly. Next time I booked Logan, free of charge
of course, I had a feeling he could go all out dominant and that was something
I just had to experience.

‘Don’t make me reconsider my
options, Camilla,’ he warned. ‘Grab your feet and spread your legs wide open, I
fancy tasting you before I fuck you roughly from behind.’

‘Yes, Sir!’ I eagerly complied
and closed my eyes in sheer bliss as he dropped to his knees and lowered his
face to the apex of my thighs and lavished my clit with such exquisite
attention I thought I was going to die.

‘Delicious,’ his voice murmured,
the sensation reverberating through my core, I climaxed in seconds and he’d
barely flicked my clit with his tongue. I was so wound up just by his presence
it was untrue. ‘And so responsive, I’ll come back and lavish the attention that
tiny little clit deserves later, right now I need to bury myself in you. Get on
your hands and knees, arse in the air.’

‘O God,’ I groaned as I quickly
scrambled around. Doggy was my absolute favourite position of all. There was no
doubt with that cock he’d hit my g-spot again and again, as well as making me
come from rubbing against the sensitive nerves of my opening with his girth.
Fingers crossed he’d reach down and tease my clit at the same time, if he did I
was about to experience the second best sex of my life, both instances with him.

‘Just Logan is fine,’ he
chuckled, seconds before he slammed into me, lifting my knees off the bed with
the power of his thrust. I screamed and he grabbed my hips and thrust again and
again until I was clawing at the sheet beneath me, perspiration clinging to my
bare skin.

‘
Camilla,
’ he groaned
making my eyes roll and my fingers clench even harder. His power was just
incredible, but he didn’t just ram in and out like a machine, he lifted and
shifted my hips, moved his own as he varied the speed and the force until I
didn’t know what was coming next. ‘Hold yourself up on your hands.’

‘Yes,’ I gasped and anchored my
palms on the soft Egyptian cotton sheet below me, performing a press up of
sorts. He grabbed my knees and started to pull and push me as he fucked me
impeccably. Everything hurt, but in such a good way. My nipples were stinging,
my clit was throbbing and I felt lightheaded from the sheer force of him. ‘
Logan,
’
I cried as my body began to tremble with a powerful climax and I felt myself
flood. He dropped my knees back to the bed and placed a gentle hand around my
throat as he pounded me harder and I screamed with pleasure as his other hand
slipped around my clit making me quake again. Every single move he made had my
pleasure in mind, I could get used to having Logan on call to service me.

‘I’m going to explore this tight
little backside of yours, if you have a problem with that you’d better speak
now,’ he murmured in my ear as he bent over me and kissed my neck.

‘Do it! Sir,’ I begged and pushed
backwards, flowering open for him to thrust his wet thumb inside me. I let out
a high pitched garbled sound.

‘You’re so damn hot, Camilla,’
Logan groaned behind me. I smiled inwardly, I already knew that, but having
this …
sex god
confirm it did my ego no harm at all. ‘Come for me again.
Now,’ he ordered. I did, I was powerless to resist and let’s face it, who
wouldn’t be?

‘Logan,’ I sobbed. I was nearing
spontaneous friction combustion from the heat being generated from his swiftly
moving cock inside me. He released my throat and pulled on my clit and nipple
at the same time and I completely shattered, shuddering, quaking, trembling as
wave after wave of orgasm tore through me. I heard him groan with his own peak
and he yanked me up, my back pressed against his firm chest as he tipped my
head back and kissed me. I melted, it was a sweet tender kiss that released a
myriad of butterflies in my stomach. O yes, I could really fall for Logan
Steele.

‘You were amazing,’ he sighed. I
closed my eyes and smiled as we collapsed onto the bed.

Camilla had fallen asleep within seconds of me pulling out
of her. So much for cheerleader stamina, I still hadn’t given it my all, I’d
sensed she wouldn’t be able to take it. She lay face down on the bed, her cheek
against the white cotton sheet below. She looked so damn young, if I hadn’t had
Ian do checks on her to ensure that she was actually twenty-one, I wouldn’t
have believed it seeing her sleeping now.
What the hell was she doing paying
for someone like me?
Why hadn’t she found a nice guy, her age, to go steady
with? I carefully got off the bed and headed to one of the other bedrooms and
used their en-suite to clean myself up and dispose of my condom, before heading
back to the lounge and pouring myself some water. Someone had been in again and
replenished the ice, they’d probably heard us screaming. I chuckled, Camilla
was going to be the talk of the hotel tomorrow. It seemed that most of the
staff had her sussed. I went and stood at the window and took in the stunning view.
Here I was standing in the middle of luxury, women craved me, I had a
substantial nest egg built up, I loved sex which meant that I loved my job, but
something was still missing. On the surface I had it all, but I wasn’t content.
I sighed and shook myself off and headed back to the master suite, checking my
jacket was still covering her camera, applied another rubber, then lay back
down on the bed and started kissing the back of her neck.

‘Hmmm,’ she groaned.

‘Bathroom time,’ I whispered as I
ran my tongue up and kissed along her hairline. ‘I want you again, now. I’m
thinking we can get dirty before we get clean.’

‘Now you’re talking,’ she giggled
and wriggled around to face me. I reached out with one hand and held her jaw as
I kissed her, letting my tongue flutter against hers. ‘Are you ready for me
again, Logan?’

‘I’ll always be ready for you,
Camilla. That was the best sex of my life. I don’t know how I’m going to get on
that plane in the morning knowing I won’t see you again.’

‘I have a feeling that we will
see each other again, sooner than you think,’ she murmured against my lips. I
smirked, she still hadn’t seen I’d foiled her second blackmail attempt. Not
that I was sure what she expected to achieve, I had money, but she certainly
didn’t need it. I shut my mind off to that, the issue to hand was how to ruin
her third attempt. I kissed her again, leapt off the bed and held my hand out
to her, pulling her up and against my chest, then I pulled out something no
woman seemed to be able to resist. The two handed face clasp with possessive
kisses. My lips lifted up in the corners as she took the bait and flung her
arms around my neck and jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. Perfect,
that would shield me from view. I quickly strode into the master bathroom and
swung left, ensuring her back was to the orchid camera and shoved her onto the
console table on which it was positioned. I kneed apart her thighs and dove
back into her while holding her face steady to protect my own and set off at a
pace that would make any marathon runner drool. My suspicions were right, the
table started to shake, I pushed into her so hard it slid her backwards and rammed
her against the vase which toppled with a thud. ‘What was that?’ she gasped
between pants.

‘Me, fucking you. Damn it
Camilla, you’re ruining me, I need to come again, desperately. Grip the edge of
the table and help me, flex those hips and ride my cock the way I know you can,
the way you were born to.’

‘
Sir,
’ she mewled and did
as she was told. I let go of her face and slipped my hands down her sides to
grip her hips and stretched out my fingers to test where the damn thing was. I
was fucking her as if her life depended on it, she was screaming and yowling
and still the damn thing hadn’t rolled off. I gave it an encouraging shove with
my hand and heard a crash as I buried my face in her neck and kissed it. ‘O my God!
What was that?’ she gasped.

‘Some vase. Shit, I don’t want to
risk your feet on the floor with pieces of glass or whatever it was, we’ll move
this into one of the other rooms.’ I circled my hips again, making her squeal,
distracting her as I grabbed her backside and slid her off the table and swung
around and marched out of the offending room. Three down, one to go, how the
hell was I going to avoid the one on the balcony? I should have gone to check
it out while she was sleeping. I felt her kissing my neck as I walked, wishing
I got some kind of response to it. Not since Lucy had I had a proper response
to women touching me. I had no problem performing, I was a guy after all, a
naked willing woman was all that was needed to get me hard or off, but it was
like I shut off a part of myself, the part that really let me relax and enjoy
it. Sex with clients was just a function, I had to save something for my
personal life and all I had left was my feelings and genuine reactions. I
strode into the bathroom I’d ventured into earlier and made my way to the wet
room and turned on the two overhead rain showers. They were a perfect
temperature. I lifted Camilla off me, with a moan of protest from her, and set
her down on the travertine floor. ‘Turn around, face the tiles.’

‘But I want to see you.’

‘Do as you’re told and I’ll make
it worth your while,’ I nodded. She spun around and faced them for me and I flexed
my muscles in the heat before pressing her up against the tiled wall and
kicking her ankles apart. ‘Hands up above your head on the tiles and keep them
there.’

‘You’re hot all in control,’ she
groaned. I placed the tip of my finger tip in the hollow at the base of her
neck and slowly drew it down her spine and watched her shiver, then turned my
hand and slid further down to press my middle finger on her perineum. I gently
stroked it and smiled as she let out a throaty gasp, then slipped forward through
her wetness, circling her entrance as she writhed her hips. I leaned in and lay
a trail of kisses up the side of her neck before nibbling on her ear lobe.

‘Do you have
any
idea what
you do to me, Camilla Domville?’ I whispered. ‘You have the most amazing body
that I just want to worship all night, I want to lavish attention on those
stiff little nipples of yours as your fingers tear through my hair, then lick
and kiss every inch of skin between them and
here,
’ I confirmed as I
pressed my finger tip firmly on her clit. She whined as I started to circle it
and her hips moved in a perfect rhythm. ‘Do you want my cock inside you?’

‘So badly you have no idea.’

‘How about I just give you this
instead?’ I asked as I slid two fingers up inside her and she whined and
stamped her feet.

‘No, I want your cock.’

‘This is just a reminder of all
those boys you’ve been with before, this is as good as it gets with them
Camilla, remember how inadequate this feels in a second when I’m buried deep
inside you, filling you the way they never will.’ I pumped my fingers and
gently bit the back of her neck, sucking until she squealed, trembled and tried
to catch her breath. ‘That was an average orgasm, you’re about to experience
one that will leave you speechless.’

‘O shit,’ she breathed and I
pulled out my fingers and gave them to her to suck. She wrapped her tongue
around them and I angled myself with my left hand and thrust into her without
warning, letting out a pretend groan.

‘
Logan
, O. My. God!’ she
cried. I held her hands in one of my own, high up above her head against the
tiles, while I snaked a hand around, squeezing between the tiles and her toned
stomach and pinched her clit, hard. ‘Don’t leave, I’ll pay you anything you
want, I want you to stay, to be all mine and only mine.’

‘I am entirely yours Camilla, for
the night. I’m not going anywhere, not when you’re milking my cock like that.
I’ve never met a woman I wanted to fuck more than I did you when you walked
into the bar with that dress on,’ I lied as I kissed behind her ear and moved
my hips a little faster with another pinch, until she shattered again. Truth
was, hot as she’d looked in that outfit and as much as I’d wanted to fuck her,
I couldn’t remember the last time I
really
wanted a woman deep in my
gut, that
got to have you or I’ll die
feeling. The only person recently that
had given me any form of emotional response was Summer. My cock swelled
immediately as I thought of her picture and Camilla screamed with joy and came
again. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Summer that I was buried in right
now, damn her wanting some bloody virgin softly softly approach next week. I
took out my frustrations on Camilla by really pounding into her until she was
begging me to stop as one orgasm after another hit her and I finally unloaded
hard and fast and gasped myself. Damn it, just thinking about a picture had me
come harder than I had in a long time. I was breaking one of my secret cardinal
rules, “Never get excited about meeting a client or you’re well and truly fucked,
as personal just crossed into professional.” I’d already crossed that line
before our first fucking appointment.

‘Logan,’ Camilla whimpered as her
body went limp, suspended by my one hand holding her wrists and my stomach
against her backside. I wrapped my arm around her waist and let go of her
hands, spun her around and smoothed the wet hair away from her dazed looking
face and kissed her.

‘You were sensational, every time
just gets better and better.’

‘Yeah,’ she groaned as she tried
to focus her eyes. I moved us under the hot water and cradled her in my arms,
her head against my chest, planting the occasional kiss in her hair as she
tried to recover, while I wished I was anywhere but here. That was the power of
money for you.

~~~~

I stretched out my fingers over
Logan’s chest as we lay in bed relaxing. I’d gone dizzy and lightheaded after
that seriously hot shower sex, but he’d been so sweet after, washing my hair
for me and soaping up his hands to give me a slow all over body massage. He’d
wrapped me up in one of the luxurious soft dressing gowns provided and I must
have dozed off, as the next thing I knew was that he was waking me up a short
while later carrying a tray with a room service order he’d placed, as we’d
missed eating dinner. He’d got me my favourite meal of PB&J sandwiches with
curly fries and a hot chocolate fudge brownie with vanilla bean ice cream. I
was amazed, I hadn’t even given him that information in the booking form. He
really was everything I’d heard he was. He also had quite an appetite, for food
as well as sex. He’d ordered himself a lobster bisque, chicken Caesar salad, a
side of fries and an Idaho potato with sour cream and a fresh fruit salad,
requesting plenty of banana and mango and had polished off the lot before I’d
even gotten to dessert, there again he did wear off plenty of calories with all
that work he did. He’d held me to his chest suggesting I needed a rest as he
still had plans for me and I needed to conserve my energy.

I’d been so happy to wake up like
that, in his strong arms. I smiled as I lay draped over the top of him, drawing
my name with my fingertip on his chest. I couldn’t wait to watch that recording
back. Too bad the damn lift and shower sex ones were a bust, but the one of him
fucking me from behind on the bed would be amazing to watch. And when I gave
him the blow job, as he sat at the end of the bed while I had my hands tied
behind my back, that would be a perfectly clear shot of his stunning face on
the camera. Blaine could work his magic and copy those for my own private
collection. I looked over at the camera and nearly swore out loud. He’d tossed
his damn jacket over the top of it, fuck. Fuck, fuck,
fuck!
Now I had
nothing, three damn cameras and not one recording?

I looked up at Logan, who smiled down
at me and I forgot about my fury for a moment and studied his face. Everything
was in perfect symmetry, except for his bottom lip which was even sexier as it
was slightly fuller than the top one. He also had a tiny scar under his jaw and
I wondered how he’d got that. He had no tattoos on his beautiful buff body,
which was refreshing given virtually every guy I went with had. His dark grey
eyes were mesmerising, I could drown in them.

‘You’re so beautiful,’ he sighed
and kissed me tenderly. I smiled on the inside, Logan Steele didn’t know it
yet, but seeing as he was going to be mine, he’d be seeing this beautiful face
all the time. ‘Can I get you a drink?’

‘I’m good,’ I smiled.

‘Go nowhere, I’m not done with
you yet,’ he advised as he kissed me again and hopped out of bed. I watched him
stride butt naked out of the master suite with his empty glass of water. I
quickly ran to remove his jacket, he’d knocked the doc when he’d done it, so I
crouched down and made sure it was angled back onto the bed, smiled, hung up
his jacket in the dressing room, then crept back into the bed to await his
return.