CHAPTER EIGHT

ONE NIGHT STAND OR MORE? Just the sight of her sitting on the edge of his bed—her legs spread wide open, revealing her damn panties, her exposed breasts which begged to be sucked on—Logan could feel all the blood rise up in his cock. He watched her eyes glow with a kind of hunger he couldn't describe, she brought the tip of her tongue down to her lips and swiped against it. "Touch your—" Before he could complete his sentence, reminding her of what he had asked her to do, her fingers went down to her core and gently, she rubbed against her clothed pussy. Again, she wet her lips with her tongue, moving her panties to the sid before penetrating her insides with a single finger. She eased it all the way in then brought it out again. "Another... add another." His voice was a husky whisper. Still kneeling before her, his eyes focused on her half exposed clit. Her arousal was swiftly finding its way into, and invading his nose. She did as he instructed, pressing into her core another l