What To Read After FSOG: The Gemstone Collection Part Two (218 page)

“Really?” She couldn’t believe he wanted to spend the afternoon looking at leaves. Memories from her childhood came rushing back, making her feel all warm and happy inside.

“Unless you don’t want to.”

“We used to do that when I was a kid – before my dad got sick. I haven’t paid attention to the trees changing colors in years. I haven’t paid attention to a lot of things.”

“Well, that’s about to change. You’re at Pleasure Inn, remember?”

“I’m starting to believe your motto.”

“Good girl.” He winked. “Now let’s eat! It smells delicious!”

E
lyse squealed when Logan pulled her out of the truck and threw her over his shoulder. The skies had opened up fast and now the rain poured down at a furious pace.

“Put me down!” She smacked his thighs as he ran up the porch steps and unlocked the door to the inn.

“I was trying to keep you dry.” He slid her down his hard chest and placed her on her feet. “I didn’t do a very good job.” He smoothed his hand down her long damp hair. “You’re soaked.”

“That storm came out of nowhere.” She shivered.

“I have a fireplace in my bedroom. Why don’t you go shower and meet me in front of it?” He peeled his wet t-shirt from his body, dropping it in the foyer.

“Sounds like a plan.” She let her eyes wander down his wet, heaving chest. “There are some leftovers in the ’fridge. You want me to get them?”

“I’ll take care of it.” He turned her toward the stairs and gave her a little shove. “Don’t take too long.”

“I won’t.” She kissed his cheek. “I had a wonderful day.”

They’d driven for miles, taking in all the trees and bushes turning yellow and orange and burning red. Logan had found a secluded area by a lake where they ate their lunch and talked for hours. Neither of them noticed the weather changing, but all of the sudden, the thunder rumbled and they hurriedly started gathering things up. The rain followed right on its tail and they caught the brunt of the downpour before they could get there. The heater in the truck was a welcome reprieve.

“It’s not over yet.” He’d followed her all the way to the stairs and then trailed his fingertips down her neck. “See you soon.”

His touch made her breath catch in her throat. “Okay.” She bumped into the railing when she turned to go upstairs.

“Be careful.” He smirked. “I want to be the only one leaving marks on you.”

She watched as he walked back down the hall to the kitchen. Her mouth watered as he disappeared around the corner. She bolted up the stairs knowing the time it took to shower was the only thing standing between them.

Twenty minutes later, Elyse stood outside Logan’s bedroom. She toyed with the doorknob debating if she should knock or just walk in. He had told her to meet him in his bedroom when she finished her shower, so she reached for the knob.

No turning back now.

The fire from the hearth cast a dim glow around the large room. He’d put a blanket down in front of the fireplace with wine and a plate of cheese and fruit in the center. Elyse crouched down in front of the grate to warm her hands as she looked around. The California king-sized bed promptly grabbed her attention. It had the most ornate mahogany wooden posts at each corner. She wondered how often he had company in that bed.

She pushed that thought out of her mind when she heard the water turn off in the master bath.

He’d asked her to stay with him. Logan’s bed was the only place she wanted to be tonight.

He stepped out of the bedroom in nothing but a towel, his hair wet and his skin still damp. As the steam and heat from the shower poured out of the room behind him, the smell of his spicy soap reached for her senses.

“You look beautiful.” He stared at her half-clothed body. She wore tiny black boy shorts and a matching tank top. “Come here.”

She stood up and went to stand in front of him. His sexy, commanding voice had her stomach turning flip flops.

Tilting her chin up, he leaned in close to her face. “It took all the control I had to not join you in your shower.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from taking you fast and hard against the shower wall.” He kissed her forehead. “We’ll save that for later.”

His erection pressed against her stomach feeding her desire for him. “I don’t want to wait anymore.” She didn’t care how desperate she sounded or that she’d only known him for a brief amount of time. “Please Logan.”

“I like it when you beg. I wonder if you’ll beg me to stop when my riding crop slaps against all of your right places.”

“Riding crop?” She should have been afraid, but the thought of him doing terrible, naughty things to her had her wet and quivering with arousal.

“All part of that exploration we talked about this morning, cupcake.” He stepped back allowing his gaze to peruse her. “Do you trust me?”

“I have since you first opened the front door.”

“That only proves how right this is for us.”

“What are we waiting for?”

“Eager?” He leered at her as he stroked himself beneath the towel.

She watched, mesmerized by his actions. She’d never watched a man touch himself before. Knowing she was the reason for that impressive bulge under the towel filled her with a confidence that she’d never felt before.

“Take your clothes off for me.” He walked over to his nightstand to retrieve what she suspected was a condom. Her pussy clenched at the thought of him pounding into her.

“Don’t you want to do it?”

“If I wanted to do it, I wouldn’t have asked you to. You have twenty seconds to strip and if you don’t there will be consequences.”

“What kind of consequences?” Elyse didn’t understand his game.

“The clock has started. You’ve already lost five seconds.” He sat on the edge of the bed. “You can have my cock… or I could make you wait all night. It’s up to you.”

She looked at him as he stared at her, waiting for her to comply with his request.

“Ten seconds.”

“Okay!” She lifted her tank over her head and let it drop to his floor. He’d already seen her breasts in the kitchen, but now she felt embarrassed when she pushed her shorts down over her hips because she wasn’t wearing panties. She silently thanked herself for keeping up with her waxing. Then she stepped toward him.

His hand alone stopped her where she stood. “Turn.” The intensity in his eyes as he took in her exposed skin sent tingles through her whole body. The combination of embarrassment and arousal was powerful.

“You’re exquisite.”

She looked down because she wasn’t use to being on display. She and Phillip had become complacent in all aspects of their relationship but none more so than their sex life.

“You don’t have any idea how perfect you are.” He looked annoyed as he shook his head. “I’m going to have to find a way to make you see how stunning you are.”

She twisted the ends of her hair around fingers as she waited for him to tell her what to do next. She’d never been at anyone’s mercy before. How had he gotten her to obey him so quickly? She wasn’t sure, but something told her not to defy him. If she did, he’d never relieve that ache between her thighs.

“Come to me.”

She crossed the room, stopping in front of him. When he got up and pulled her into his arms she flinched, shocked by his demanding manner.

“Are you afraid of me?” He brushed his lips against her mouth.

“Should I be?” Reality set in. She’d given in to his requests, and told him she wanted to try to submit, without knowing what that really meant.

“I won’t hurt you.” He coaxed her lips apart with his tongue.

She spread her palms across the expanse of his chest and up onto his shoulders. She liked the feel of him under her hands. As she explored his body, his tongue slowly explored her mouth. Sliding her hands lower, she stopped just where his towel began.

“Take it off,” he spoke against her lips.

She tugged at the towel, letting it fall to his feet. She couldn’t stop herself from looking down at his massive erection. He slipped a hand between her thighs and swiped his finger along her slit. “So nice and wet for me.”

She let her head fall against him and closed her eyes, indulging in the way his finger felt as he moved it inside her. With his other hand, he guided her to the bed, sitting on the edge as he continued to feel her from the inside. He pressed his lips against her stomach, licking just below her belly button.

Elyse rocked against his finger, forcing him to move deeper.

“Are you trying to come, kitten?”

She gripped his shoulders and thrust her hips forward as he inserted another finger. The sensation he created had her spiraling out of control. The room spun as the heat boiled inside her. When he pressed his thumb against her clit, she exploded all over his hand. Her knees buckled and she lost her balance, her hands grabbing him for support.

“Whoa.” He steadied her and then pulled her between his legs. “You okay?”

“That was – well – I don’t know what to say.”

“That good, huh?” He laughed. “See, nothing to be afraid of with me. I’ll bring you nothing but pleasure… even if it comes with a little pain.”

She leaned down and kissed him. “I’m still not sold on the pain part.”

“I want you to trust me.” He pressed the foil packet into her hand. “I’m giving you some control right now. Use it wisely.”

She didn’t hesitate. “I want to make you feel good.” She knelt down in front of him, taking his cock in her hand. “Would you like that?”

“You have no idea.” He guided her face closer to his body. “But now I want you to do what you want.”

She darted her tongue out, licking the pre-cum from his tip.

“Fuck!” burst from his lips.

His reaction encouraged her, so she swirled her tongue around his cock before taking more of him into her mouth. He twisted his fingers into her hair and pushed her further onto his shaft. She hummed around him as she took his balls in one of her soft hands. The more he tugged on her hair, the deeper she went.

“What a skilled mouth you have. If you keep that up I’m going to come down your pretty little throat.”

She gripped the base of his cock, wrapping her palm around it as she kept up her quick strokes with her mouth. The moans that came from deep within his chest told her he was close. His leg muscles stiffened against her shoulders and then his hot cum exploded inside her mouth. As the thick liquid slid down her throat he whispered her name. She licked him clean before releasing her hold and looking up at him. She saw the approval in his eyes.

“That was perfect.” He pulled her up into his lap and kissed her.

“We didn’t get to use the condom.”

“We have plenty of time.” He moved his hand up and down her back in long, deliberate strokes.

Pressing her nose into his neck, she took in his musky male scent.

“This has been – the most – incredible day.” She cuddled closer to him. “I don’t want it to end.”

“Today has to end, but we have tomorrow… and the next day…” He hugged her against him. “And as many days as you’ll stay.”

“You really do want me here, don’t you?”

He nodded.

“Why?”

“I’ve been alone for a long time.” He didn’t offer any more on the subject. “Crawl under the covers. I’ll pour us some wine.”

“You’re demanding.”

“You like it.” He lifted her off his lap and swatted her backside. “Get comfortable.”

“Yes, Sir.” She laughed.

“You’re walking a dangerous line, little one.” He strode over to where he’d left the wine. Elyse couldn’t help but admire the way his ass clenched when he walked. She watched as he uncorked the bottle and poured two glasses.

She propped the pillows against the headboard and settled in under the covers. Logan handed her a drink before scooting in behind her. He pulled her against his chest, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair before placing several soft kisses on her neck.

Reveling in the way he made her feel, she leaned back against him. She liked that he could be rough and dirty, but he had a tender side as well. His attentiveness to her had her just as turned on as his Dominant side.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked as he moved his fingers down her stomach.

“You say you like things rough and you like to Dominate, but you want to make sure I’m okay with things. You allowed me to take the lead. I guess I don’t understand the game.”

“It’s not a game and if I expect you to do what I want, I have to make sure you’re comfortable.” He moved his fingers lower, skimming them across her pubic bone. “I like that you’re bare. I can’t wait to taste you.”

His words shot straight through her and landed between her thighs. “Where did your – Dominant side – come from?”

“Interesting question.” He finished his wine and then placed the glass on the bedside table. “My mother’s family is very wealthy. They come from old money. My father couldn’t deal with it. He came from a long line of civil workers. Cops and firemen. My parents were mismatched. I think maybe my mother was going through some sort of rebellious stage when she married him.”

“They didn’t last?” She sipped her wine.