Virgin for the Night (For The Night #2) (6 page)

Logan

I looked over at her, tucked up in the corner of the sofa,
with a freshly fucked look about her. She looked so young and pure and I hated
that she’d had to resort to paying a man to take her virginity. I tried
desperately to focus on anything but how badly I wanted to throw her down on
the rug in front of the fire and fuck her hard and fast and show her how
passionate sex could be as well. I grabbed another water and went to sit next
to her, stretching my arm across the sofa behind her, circling my fingertips on
her arm. She blushed and let out a nervous giggle and looked down at her glass.
She was quite simply adorable.

‘How are you feeling?’

‘A little sore, but … on a bit of
a high.’

‘Hmmm. We may need to give you a
little while before we do that again.’

‘We’re doing it again?’ she
gasped as she looked back up at me.

‘We are,’ I nodded.

‘You can do that more than once a
night?’ she asked all innocently.

‘Yes,’ I chuckled. ‘You’d be
amazed how many times a night I can do that.’

‘Wow,’ she whispered and her eyes
flicked down to my spread thighs and looked at my fresh erection encased in my
black briefs.

‘Have you never seen a bare erect
cock before?’

‘No,’ she gulped.

‘Would you like to now?’

‘I guess,’ she shrugged. ‘I did
come to learn after all.’

‘You did,’ I laughed. ‘Ok, take
it out and I’ll show you how to give a hand job and all the places a guy likes
you to touch and lick and suck, if you feel up to that too?’ She bit her lip
and nodded. This was turning into the best booking ever. Not only had I got to
sleep with her, now I was going to be paid some proper attention for once. The
idea of running “Introduction to hand and blow job classes” came to mind but
was quickly forgotten as she put her glass down and wiped her palms on my shirt
she was wearing. I could see the swell of her breasts through the gap she’d
left at the top and took a deep breath as my cock surged. She giggled and
reached out her hand to trail a finger down it, giggling again as it flexed and
I bit my lip. I quickly lifted my hips and yanked my boxers down, kicking them
away and letting it spring free as I sat naked in front of her. I smiled as I
heard her gasp and her eyes roved hungrily over my obliques and cock. I worked
damn hard to stay in such good shape and it certainly didn’t bruise my ego when
women appreciated it.

‘You have an amazing body,’ she
whispered in awe as she slowly ran her fingers over my abs. I shifted slightly,
the throbbing in my cock was reaching unbearable levels.

‘So do you.’

‘Really? You’re not just saying
that?’ she looked up at me with surprise in her big blue eyes.

‘No, I find your body incredibly
sexy. I love gentle curves on a woman, whatever you do don’t let the film
producers bully you into getting skinny. It’s about time a real woman with
breasts, hips and a grabable backside was portrayed as a Hollywood sex symbol.
You could be the next Marilyn Monroe.’

‘Wow, you really know how to
sweet talk, don’t you?’ she laughed.

‘I’m being serious, Summer. I’ll
be fucking furious if I see you on the red carpet looking like some famine
victim,’ I chastised. I took a deep breath, I was supposed to keep my personal
feelings out of these dalliances, not to mention that getting angry always
filled me with an urge to fuck someone, hard. ‘Touch my cock,’ I growled.

‘Where?’

‘Just gently stroke it with your
fingers first, wrap your palm around it to see how it feels, then run a
fingertip over my head and see how wet I got for you.’ My breathing was coming
hard and fast and my cock was vibrating like a fucking pneumatic drill. I let
out a groan and closed my eyes as I felt her finger slowly move up from my
root, all the way up to my tip to swirl the pre-come that had gathered there,
before she tried to wrap her fingers around my girth. I groaned again and
involuntarily lifted my hips up.

‘Is that pressure ok?’ she asked.
I half opened my eyes and nodded and wrapped my hand around hers.

‘Perfect, you can afford to
squeeze tighter. Let me show you how to give a hand job.’ I slowly moved my
hand up and down. Damn it, feeling her fingers against my rigid flesh, that
surge of electricity I felt from her touch, was … it was better than my own damn
hand. I squeezed harder and she had no choice but to follow suit, her mouth
slightly ajar as she watched our hands pumping and the thought of slipping my
cock between those warm moist pouting lips had me tensing up already, the way
her tongue had wrapped around mine when we kissed was an amazing indicator of
how good she’d be giving head. Shit, she was wrecking me.

‘Does that feel good?’ she asked
as she moved closer, leaning against my shoulder.

‘Fantastic,’ I growled as I
desperately tried to stem the inevitable flood. I wrapped my left arm tighter around
her, gripped her chin, pulled her face onto mine and kissed her deeply, but
more possessively than I’d intended, but she didn’t try to back off. She sighed
as our hands moved faster and I started to pump my hips as our tongues
performed a passionate tango. I didn’t let up until I felt that rumble in my
balls and the heat of my eruption, I pulled my face back from hers as I let out
an animalistic roar and our hands gripped my cock as I shot out streams of
fluid.

‘O my God,’ she gasped as I took
a moment to revel in a seriously intense ejaculation.

‘So, you did really well with
your first hand job,’ I sighed happily.

‘Only because you were guiding me.
Is it normal to expel that much?’

‘For me yes, I can’t comment on
other men as they’re not my type,’ I smiled.

‘So what is your type?’

‘She’s sitting right next to me
with her hand still around my cock,’ I laughed, as I kissed her and reluctantly
released both our hands. ‘Stay here, I’ll bring you some wipes for your hand.’

‘Ok,’ she smiled. I strode naked
to the bathroom and wiped the mess off my stomach, hand, arm, and thighs. Damn,
I’d come even harder than normal. I pulled on my jeans, leaving a few buttons
undone and raked my hair in the mirror. I had a sudden need to taste her sweet
clit again and returned with some wipes for her hand and arm to find she’d
fallen asleep again. I smiled and gently cleaned her up, then lifted her into
my arms and sat back down with her in my lap, sprawled on my broad chest and
just sat contentedly watching her breathing. It was at least an hour before she
let out a slight sigh and stretched and I smiled as her eyes fluttered open.

‘Hey, welcome back.’

Summer

‘Hey. God I’m so sorry, did I
fall asleep again?’ I asked, hoping I hadn’t snored, or even worse, drooled all
over his perfect chest.

‘Just for a while. How are you
feeling?’

‘Pleasantly tired,’ I blushed.

‘Too tired for more lessons?’

‘What did you have in mind?’

‘I think we both need a master class
in oral,’ he grinned.

‘I may be a virgin, but even I
can say that you don’t need any extra practice.’

‘Were a virgin,’ he corrected and
he trailed his fingers gently down my cheek. ‘And I demand a remark.’

‘Well, if you’re going to
insist,’ I laughed. I bit my lip as I studied his symmetrical jawline.

‘What?’

‘I’d kind of like to know what
it’s like to return the favour.’ I felt my cheeks go red as he raised his
eyebrows in surprise.

‘You want to give me a blow job
first?’

‘I’m not sure if I could. I mean,
my mouth’s not exactly massive, but I came here tonight with the intention of
learning as much as I could and I’m going to have to fake it on screen so, if
you don’t mind?’

‘Well for starters, I’ve never
met a man yet that minded getting head,’ he laughed as he palmed my face and
started to kiss me. I wished he wouldn’t keep doing that, he drove me crazy
when he touched or kissed me, my head and body just felt like I was floating on
clouds. I was soon brought back down to earth when I felt his new erection
painfully digging into my backside.

‘Do you get hard often?’ I asked
as I pulled away and bit my lower lip which had swelled.

‘All the time.’

‘What if you’re not with a
client? What do you do?’

‘Look after myself, like you’ll
be doing constantly now you know how good orgasms can be.’

‘You don’t … you don’t have a
girlfriend?’ I asked as I tucked my hair behind my ear. He looked taken aback
and opened and closed his mouth a few times. ‘Sorry, I’m nosy, it’s none of my business,
we’re not supposed to ask things like that are we?’

‘I’m just not used to anyone
wanting to know about me. It’s supposed to be all about you,’ he replied with a
frown.

‘Well, that’s a bit selfish and
one sided.’

‘You’re paying me,’ he reminded
me quietly.

‘I know, but you’re still a human
being with feelings, you must get attached to some of your regulars, if they’re
nice to you. It can’t be one sided all the time, surely?’

‘I don’t get attached,’ he
sighed. ‘It’s key to getting by and yes it has to be one sided.’

‘So your girlfriend
doesn’t
like it?’

‘I don’t have a girlfriend
Summer, I don’t know any woman who’d be happy her boyfriend doing what I did.
Would you?’

‘No,’ I replied quickly. ‘You
must get lonely sometimes though.’

‘I guess,’ he shrugged. ‘But it’s
not about me tonight, is it?’

‘It is if you want me to suck
that ginormous thing I can feel poking my backside,’ I retorted and he burst
out laughing. I smiled, he had a very sexy laugh. There again it seemed Logan
Steele had a very sexy everything.

‘So how about I show you how I
like it, then I’ll return the favour. By the time I’m done, you’ll be wet
enough to take me again.’

‘Ok,’ I gulped.

Logan

I carried her back to the bedroom as she flopped against my
chest in a post orgasmic haze. That had been the most incredible hour or so, I
don’t think I’d ever forget the feel of her tongue and lips tasting me for the
first time, or the look in her eyes as I’d flooded her virgin mouth and she’d
spluttered. She’d done well for a first time, though could only take me about
half way down, if I had time with her I could teach her to take me all the way,
to deep throat me. There was so much more I’d love to have done with her, but
our time was limited. She’d been a bit embarrassed when I’d lain her down on
the sofa and had lifted one leg up and put it over my shoulder as I’d looked at
her swollen flesh, still tender from my attentions earlier, but it wasn’t long
before she was thrusting herself into my face and grasping my hair to keep me
attached to her. I’d given her some multiple orgasms that had led to her stumbling
as we’d gotten up. Mind you it was nearly two a.m. I was used to working nights
and taking advantage of a morning or afternoon nap. Having to stay awake all
night after heavy sexual escapades was why I limited the number of bookings a
month. I had to conserve some energy to make sure I performed at my best.

I lay her on the bed and covered
her with a blanket and sat stroking her hair as she fell asleep again. I watched
her for a while, her lips slightly parting as she gently breathed, she may have
lost her virginity tonight, but she still had that aura of purity about her.
She was the perfect fit for this movie, sexy without realising it. I felt
myself bristle as I thought of her co-star having his hands on her body,
kissing her, seeing her bare breasts and had to remind myself that we were
nothing. I was sure under normal circumstances we could be something, I mean
I’d never reacted like this, not even with Lucy, my ex. Plus I’d finally felt
that thing, that surge of energy that sizzled my skin every time we touched. I
left her sleeping and went to get some water and a banana then dropped to the
floor and did a hundred push ups, then crunches and planks, before standing up
and flexing my muscles. I made an impulsive decision and texted James to say he
wasn’t required in the morning. I was going to drive her home, I wanted every
last second with her if this was our first and last meeting. I heard a noise
from the direction of the bedroom and walked in to see her padding out of the
bathroom, yawning and stretching. Still looking sexy as hell, bare legged in my
shirt.

‘Sorry, I’m so sleepy, I’ve been
working so hard lately and you make me so relaxed,’ she smiled.

‘Well you’d better wake up and
fast, we have more studying to do.’

‘What did you have in mind?’

‘Too tired for a repeat performance
of earlier?’

‘No,’ she grinned as her face lit
up. ‘I’d happily do that with you all the time.’

‘Would you now?’ I laughed,
wishing we could. ‘Still want soft and tender or are you up for a little more?’

‘Again I ask, what did you have
in mind?’ she replied coyly as she looked up at me through her long lashes,
hitting me right in the chest with a surge of feeling for her.

‘Trust me not to hurt you?’

‘Yes,’ she replied, quietly.

‘How about I just show you and
you tell me if it’s too much, nothing kinky, no restraints, just you and me.’

‘Try me, I’m a quick study,’ she
volunteered. I strode towards her, grabbed the edges of my designer shirt and
ripped it open, buttons scattering as they spilled across the floor, exposing
her gorgeous full pert breasts with their big pink nipples. She gasped as I gripped
them and squeezed as I walked her back against the wall and kissed her fiercely.

‘I need to fuck you Summer, I
can’t let you walk out that door in the morning without having fucked you.’

‘We fucked earlier,’ she panted
between the thrashing of our tongues as she gripped the back of my shoulder
blades, her short nails denting my flesh.

‘That wasn’t fucking, that was
soft and gentle. I’ll dial it back, but I need more, tell me I can have it,
tell me I can have you,’ I groaned as I let go of her breasts and unbuttoned my
jeans, shoving them down to my hips. The desperation radiating off me.

‘What if you hurt me?’

‘It will sting to start,’ I
nodded as I cloaked myself again, ‘but that amazing high you had earlier will
seem insignificant compared to what you’re about to feel.’

‘It
really
gets better
than that?’ she gasped. I yanked her back against my body and kneaded her naked
full backside as I kissed and bit her neck.

‘O Summer, you have no idea the
heights I could take you to. If your sex potential were Everest, earlier we
barely made it to the start of the climb, let alone base camp or the summit.’

‘Take me part of the way then,’
she breathed in my ear as she kissed my neck in return and reached up to wrap
her arms around my neck.

‘Just say the word if it’s too
much,’ I whispered in her ear as I grabbed her and lifted her up onto my hips
and backed her against the wall. I heard her let out a startled gasp. ‘Sex in a
bed is a way overrated pastime,’ I grinned before taking her mouth again in a
crushing embrace, and hooked my hands under her knees to encourage her to wrap her
legs around my waist. I decided hard and fast was the best way to reacclimatise
her with my own dizzying peak, and dove into her soft fleshy warm folds and
felt her whole body tremble as she screamed. ‘O God baby, you’re so damn hot.’

‘Logan,’ she panted. I kissed her
before I pulled back and thrust into her again. She winced and gritted her
teeth.

‘Quit?’ I tested, praying she
wouldn’t say yes.

‘No,’ she mewled, with an edge of
determination in her voice. I tested her capacity with some slow forceful
thrusts and when I heard her whimper and felt her hips move slight towards
mine, I took it as a green light and started powering into her as I buried my
face in her neck, kissing and nibbling. I felt her hands reach up to tug on my
hair as she let out one cry after another, interspersed with my name. I longed
for it to be my real name that she called out, but if this was as good as I got
with her then so be it. I stepped closer to the wall, angling myself into her
deeper and she screamed my name and started quaking with a powerful orgasm, her
muscles nearly milking me to completion. I gritted my teeth, I was determined
to drag this out, to enjoy her as much as I could, she’d be too sore when she
woke up after this session to try again. The thought that it was my last time
with her spurred me on, I reached up and clasped her face, resting my forehead
on hers as I powered into her over and over, always varying the speed, force
and angle to make sure she had as much pleasure as possible.

‘Summer, you’re incredible,’ I
groaned as I sealed my mouth over hers to squash her moans. Our tongues duelled
with an intensity I’d never experienced and I had to focus on something other
than her to stop myself from coming when I felt her fall to pieces around me
again, sobbing tears of joy into my mouth. I made myself think of Camilla
Domville, my last client, who I’d had to fake it with for most of the night,
but even that didn’t dampen my desire for the delicious woman wrapped around me
now. I held her tightly as I turned towards the bed and we fell onto it, our
hands clutching and needy as we grabbed at each other and I continued to fuck
her like a man on death row. When she shattered for the third time, she juddered
that violently I was worried she’d break something, not least my cock. I roared
her name as my resolve to make this last failed me, and I had the most intense
ejaculation during penetrative sex that I’d ever had. We both lay panting and
damp in each other’s arms and when her eyes finally refocused, I smiled at her.
‘How was that?’

‘Tell me we just reached the
peak, because it surely can’t get any better than that?’

‘For me I sincerely doubt it, but
for you, we’ve not even reached base camp one.’

‘O shit,’ she sighed. ‘Then it’s
good I’m trying to be careful with my money. If I booked you again, you’d probably
kill me.’

‘Maybe it is a good thing,’ I
sighed sadly, and kissed her.