He pulled her bound arm up above her head. Her heart thudded faster. Breath quickened until she was gasping. Logan scowled when his gaze lifted to a spot above her head.
“You know what sucks about hotel beds?”
She liked this bed pretty well, so she shook her head.
“They all have fabric headboards affixed to the wall. I guess it’s good for protecting your skull while I’m pounding you so hard you’re banging your head, but it’s not good for tying a woman properly. I need a nice brass bed or a four-poster for that.”
She pressed her lips together, hoping her disappointment didn’t register on her face. It wasn’t his fault they didn’t have the proper setup. He’d tried to do what she wanted. “It’s okay. You don’t have to tie me down.”
“But I want to fulfill your wildest fantasies.”
She giggled. “I do have more than one.”
He glanced at the chair full of toys. “Does one of them involve coming more times than you can count?”
A renewed thrill of excitement pulsed through her core. “It does now.”
“We’ll save your bondage fantasies for another lesson,” he promised, stroking her hair from her face and kissing her tenderly.
“I’m going to hold you to that,” she said with a soft chuckle.
“Today’s lesson begins with vibration,” he said matter-of-factly as he reached over the bed and lifted a small silver vibrator from the pile. He turned the base and it hummed to life.
“Are you sure these toys are new?” she asked. None of them were in their original packaging, and they’d apparently been fitted with batteries.
“I’m positive,” he said. “Some poor crew member had the chore of unpacking and powering up these suckers before we arrived.”
“So someone knows what we’re doing in here?” she squeaked.
He chuckled. “Honey, everyone knows what we’re doing in here.”
The tip of the vibrator was cool as he slowly drew it over the hot flesh between her thighs. Its small smooth tip slipped easily inside her. He glided the vibe deeper and then shifted down the mattress so he could flick his tongue against her throbbing clit while he worked the vibrator inside her. She clung to the sheet with both hands to keep herself from launching off the bed as she quickly spiraled toward bliss. He slid the vibrator free of her body and massaged the tip against her already throbbing clit. The combination of his tongue flicks and the vibration sent her flying. She cried out, her eyes flying open in shock at how quickly she’d found her peak. At least she’d thought it had been her peak. Logan seemed determined to take her higher. As the waves of pleasure rippled through her clenching pussy, he dipped the tip of the vibrator inside her, working it against her spasms. When she was sure her pleasure couldn’t be topped, he sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Logan!” she screamed as her climax intensified.
She tensed when the vibration slipped back a couple of inches and brushed her back entrance.
He wouldn’t, she thought, just before he did.
She gasped as her ass tightened around the smooth, vibrating tip inside her.
“Logan?” She wasn’t sure if she liked the sensation. Okay, she was totally sure that she liked it, but she wasn’t sure why she liked it.
“Do you want me to take it out?” he asked.
She should want him to take it out. Shiny metal vibrators did not belong in her ass. “N-no.”
He licked her quaking pussy as if to reward her admission. “Do you want it deeper?”
She wasn’t sure. It felt bizarre to be breached there, even if it was only inside her an inch or two. Bizarre, yet thrilling. “Maybe a little,” she whispered.
He popped the vibrator free and then pressed it inside her ass again, taking it several inches deeper this time.
She groaned in bliss.
“I want to feel that,” he said, kissing his way up her body.
She wasn’t sure what he meant until he fumbled between their bodies and pressed his cock into her opening. He sucked in an excited breath. “Oh yeah,” he murmured, “that’s nice.”
Nice? She moaned as he began to thrust, pulling out slowly and pausing just inside her, where he must have been able to feel the vibration against his cockhead, before ramming deep and withdrawing oh so slowly again. His arm shot out to the side and he grabbed a rubbery pink vibrator from the collection of devices on the chair.
“Here,” he said. “Use this on your clit. I’m too far gone to multitask.”
She didn’t think she needed the added stimulation, but ever the good student, Toni did as her instructor demanded. He straightened his arms to give her enough room to massage her clit with her new best friend. She wasn’t sure if she experienced multiple orgasms or just one long, ever-intensifying orgasm, but by the time Logan pulled out, tears were streaming down her face.
Toni lifted her head so she could watch him stroke his cock between her thighs. He erupted with a hoarse cry, his fluids jetting from his body in a high arc and splattering over her belly and shaved mound. His head dropped back, golden curls tumbling about his strong tanned shoulders as he gasped for air.
Still laboring for breath, he lifted his head and looked down at her. “That was very irresponsible of me. We really need to get you on some sort of birth control.”
She flushed and avoided his gaze as she pulled the vibrator out of her ass. She probably should have mentioned that she’d been on the birth control shot for years—not because she was having sex, but because her menstrual periods had been dangerously heavy and her doctor had thought the shots would help lighten them.
“I’ll call Butch for some Plan B.”
He shifted to move from the bed, and Toni grabbed his wrist. “That won’t be necessary.”
He looked at her like she was a raving lunatic. “I’m not ready to be a father.”
“Me neither,” she said. “I mean I’m not ready to be a mother. I’m already on birth control. I get the shot every three months.” She’d never thought of it as birth control before, but she supposed it was now working double duty.
“And we’ve been using condoms why?”
“Because,” she said, her heart aching. “Because you’ve been with a lot of women.”
He laid a hand on her head. “And I’ve always been extra careful.”
She lifted a skeptical brow at him, and he laughed.
“I guess that’s hard to believe, considering I can’t seem to keep my unprotected dick out of you, but it’s a fact. I’ve never had this uncontrollable need to be skin on skin with a woman before. Being safe has always been more important than feeling good.”
Her skeptical brow lifted a notch higher.
“I’m not just saying that to gain your cooperation, Toni. I mean it. And if you’re worried that I’ve got some STD, you can check my physical report. We all get a full health screening before every tour. It’s in our contract.” He scowled. “There’s a lot of weird shit in that contract.”
“What else is in that contract?” she asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.
“Nope, we’re not talking about that tonight.”
“Why? Does the contract prevent you from discussing the contract?” Wow, that must be some seriously iron-clad document.
“No,” he said. “It’s your night off, and I still have a whole lot of lessons planned.”
She smiled. She’d definitely rather enjoy his lessons than talk about contracts.
“And since we don’t have to use condoms anymore . . .” He tilted his head toward her and waited for her to nod, which, after a few seconds of contemplation, she did. “Yes!” He made a victory fist and then used it to cover a weak cough. “The lessons are sure to become more spontaneous.”
A group with laughing, boisterous voices traversed the hall just outside their suite. A loud knock on their door sent Toni scuttling after the nearest cover—a comforter wadded up in a corner of the room.
“Logan,” Steve called through the crack in the door. His voice sounded slurred. “Loooogan. Need some help in there?”