Page 83 of One Night Seduction

A feral growl escapes him as he smashes his lips against mine. The kiss is so intense it nearly takes my breath away. When he pulls away, his feral snarl sends my pulse racing.

“Fuck yes, I do. I love showing others what I have, how precious my woman is. What a lucky fucking bastard I am.”

It’s weird that my heart flips at that, right? That shouldn’t be sweet or romantic.

Somehow, it’s both, though.

“What’s that safe word of yours, Sparrow?” he asks.

“Banana,” I say breathily, his hold on my throat flexing.

“Get yourself ready. On your back, legs open to them,” he says as he moves over to the tools on the wall.

Anxiety swirls inside me as I make eye contact with a few voyeurs before lying down on the bed. My black dress bunches up easily, doing most of the work for me as I slowly begin parting my legs. I watch as each person’s eyes darken with lust when Logan comes to stand beside me. He grabs the hem of the dress, pulling it up and over my knees before pushing my legs further apart. His hand slips down between my thighs, speaking to the crowd as he does.

“Isn’t she the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?”

Several heads nod in response before Logan dips a finger inside me. I gasp at the intrusion and Logan groans.

“So fucking responsive for me. Always wet, Sparrow.”

“Have you seen yourself? How could I not?” I tease.

Logan continues pumping a finger in and out of me before he pulls out completely. I whimper in protest as he gently pats my pussy.

“Hands and knees.”

No further instruction is needed, and not an ounce of protest or hesitation comes from me. Quickly, I do as he says, arching my back as Logan quickly undresses himself. My dress is still bunched up around my hips, but something tells me he likes that. It’s like we’re just here for a quick dirty fuck. No time or planning put into it. Just a carnal need that needs to be satiated right here and now.

I feel Logan bury his face into my pussy, forcing a moan to escape me. His tongue flicks against me before dragging all the way through me, pausing on my ass. I squirm at the touch and his hand smacks the side of my ass.

“No moving. Stay still, Sparrow.”

His tongue begins circling my asshole, and I can’t help but wiggle softly. Logan pauses for a moment before grabbing something off the side table. A sharp yet solid smack comes out of nowhere, temporarily stealing my vision as my mouth opens on a gasp.

Whipping my head around, I see Logan holding a leather paddle in his hand. He pulls his hand back, smacking it against me once more.

“I said, no moving.”

Normally, I always obey, never push the boundaries. Something in me is feeling a little too daring tonight, though. So, the next time he begins eating my ass, I grind myself against him, earning myself another smack while he continues licking me.

It’s probably fucked up that I enjoy this pain the way I do. I can’t explain it, and I don’t really care to. All I know is that my pussy is fucking dripping right now.

“Be my good girl, and I’ll keep using this on you. Clearly, punishment isn’t the way to go with my dirty girl.”

I still at his words before he bends down once again,running his tongue through me from front to back, testing me. I don’t move a muscle as badly as I want to, and he praises me happily while massaging my ass cheek.

“There you go. Just like that. You’re doing beautifully, Sparrow.”

I melt at his words before he pulls away, rubbing the head of his cock against my pussy. It’s enough to have me panting, but he doesn’t apply enough pressure to actually slip inside me. I’m not able to help myself, I press myself against him, attempting to push him in, when another sharp slap from the paddle comes on the opposite cheek this time.

My back bows and a cry falls from my lips that quickly turns to a moan.

“We will be at this all night, Sparrow. Do not move and do not speak until I allow it. Patience is a beautiful thing, and I think it’s time you learned that.”

Pulling away from me completely, I swallow the whimper that attempts to escape me as he begins touching my back, his fingertips just barely grazing against my skin. It sends goosebumps skating across my body before a gentle kiss is pressed to my upper thigh. He goes about this for what feels like hours. Soft, barely there touches and kisses ghost over my skin until he drags his cock up my inner thigh before pushing forward.

He doesn’t push inside me, but instead rests his cock against my pussy lips. I feel his hand lift, winding up into my hair as the other takes hold of my hip. Slowly, he begins fucking me like this. I’d call it dry humping, but my pussy is leaking all over his cock, more than ready for him.

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