Alyssa
The next morning, faint rays of sunshine were streaming in through the window. From the glow of the light, I knew it was still early yet, but definitely time to get ready for work. As I tried to extricate myself from Logan’s arms, he pulled me closer and smiled, not opening his eyes.
“Stay,” he breathed into my ear.
I chuckled softly. “Some of us need to go to the office. It’s not the weekend yet.”
He pulled me to him as he rolled over onto me and then opened his eyes. “I’m not done yet.”
I laughed. We had made love into the night and only had a few hours of sleep, and now he wanted to go again. “Well, I’ve got to give it to you. You have stamina.”
“You’ve got to give it to me, huh?” he said as he gently spread my legs and teased my clit with his full cock. “Um … sounds good.”
Without another word,
After quickly unpacking my briefcase with the client files I had taken home, I stowed it under my desk and walked into the reception room. Craig was sitting on one of the club chairs, waiting, but stood as I approached.“Craig,” I said, giving him a quick air kiss over his cheek, careful not to smudge my lipstick. “What brings you in town?”“Can we talk for a minute?” he asked, his eyes hopeful.My heart sank with dread as I sensed what this was going to be about. “Sure. Let’s go into my office, shall we?” I said as I gestured the way.He held out his arm for me to go first. I dreaded being alone with him, but, then again, he might just be there for some contracts.“Would you like me to prepare some new contracts for you?” I asked as I sat behind my desk.He shook his head. “Alyssa, would you mind if we go downstairs for some coffee?”“I can have
Soon, I parked in short term parking and headed into the airport to meet Frank. I waited for him at the security checkpoint, as security no longer allowed friends and loved ones to meet people when they came down the jetway. I checked my watch again when Frank walked past security. “There you are!” he said as he pulled me in for a bear hug, lifting me off my feet. “So, how’ve you been?”“We’ll catch up in the car,” I said as I wrapped my arm around his waist. “Did you bring any luggage?”He smiled as she shook his head. “I just brought this carry-on, since I wasn’t staying overnight. Roxanne has a hard time sleeping without me.”I pretended to plug up my ears as I made a la, la, la, sound to block out his words. “Too much info!”“Ah, come on!” he teased, laughing. “You can’t tell me that you don’t …”“Okay, okay
LoganAfter my meeting with Frank, I headed back to my apartment to prepare dinner for Alyssa, excited to tell her the news. I stopped at a bakery and a meat market, and even picked up some candles, wanting everything to be perfect. I had even called my cleaning lady and had asked her to come over that afternoon to make sure that everything was in order.As soon as I got home, I showered and changed into jeans and a black dress shirt, open at the neck, and then donned my black boots, letting my hair go a bit wilder than normal, feeling more like myself than I had for a very long time.I put on some soft music and iced the champagne, and then sautéed the shrimp to make Garlic Shrimp with butter sauce over pasta, along with a Caesar salad, and sliced tomatoes, drizzled in olive oil and a bit of vinaigrette. Years ago, she loved it when I cooked for her, but I’d learned a lot about cooking since then. I just hoped she liked every
“I’ll give you my credit card and you can go get you a dress. And don’t worry about the cost,” I whispered against her lips when I pulled back.She smirked. “You don’t have to do that. I can buy a dress.”I shook my head. “No. I want to,” I said as I placed a credit card with no limit on the table next to her plate. “Besides, you’d better get used to it.”She smiled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”I leaned closer and looked directly into her eyes. “It means that now that I found you again, I’m not going to let you go.”She was about to say something, but stopped short when the doorbell rang.“Ignore it,” I said, leaning in to give her a kiss. “It’s probably just the doorman.”But she pulled back and bit her lower lip. My heart sank at her expression, wondering what she was thinking about what I had
AlyssaThe next morning, I left Logan sleeping on his bed, dressed, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, careful not to wake him. He rolled over, smiling, and hugged his pillow. I loved watching him sleep. I hated to leave him, and wished I could climb back into bed with him, but I had appointments on the book. Since I had moved to New York, word had spread quickly and business was booming. A twinge of guilt pulled at my chest, because I knew a lot of it had to do with Curt.Eying the notepad and pen on Logan’s dresser, I quickly scribbled a note.My Dearest Logan:Thanks for dinner. I especially liked the ‘main course’. Come to my place for dinner tonight … and no complaining about my cooking! LOL!Until Then,AllieIt was funny. He was the one who started calling me Allie, but he was the only one who called me that all the time. Somehow, it fit. Carryi
I laughed at her sudden change of heart. I knew just how to manipulate her … tempt her with shopping with an unlimited credit card. “So, when can you get here? We have to go shopping soon. Christmas Eve is just a week away.”She thought for a minute as she shuffled papers in the background. “Give me today to cancel my clients and I’ll be on the first flight out.”I laughed. “Good! Can’t wait to see you! Hey! Don’t plan on going back right away! I want to go out with you on New Year’s Eve, too!”She laughed. “What? Logan not man enough for you?”I laughed. “Just get your ass here! Can’t wait to see you!”Her voice suddenly turned serious. “Yeah. Me, too.”“You okay?”There was a pause at the other end. “Same ‘ol, same ‘ol. No man at Christmas, the usual.”“Well, we’re going
Soon, I walked into the front door of my apartment. It had been twenty-four hours since I’d been there, and it seemed desolate somehow. Empty. I quickly pushed the thought aside as I hung up my coat and dressed in casual jeans and a nice blue shirt and matching light sweater—the kind that’s longer in the front than in the back.Then, I headed out to the kitchen and decided to make some good old-fashioned spaghetti and meatballs. Logan had always called it ‘comfort food for the soul’.Within minutes, I had the water for the spaghetti on to boil, the sauce cooking, and was rolling the meatballs when I heard a knock on the door. “Just a minute!” I yelled as I washed up and hurried to the door, wiping my hands on a dishtowel.I flung the door open, and Logan was leaning against the door facing. “You really should ask who it is before you open the door,” he said in a seductive voice as he handed me a bouquet of pu
Logan shoved into my pussy from behind as he fondled my clit, and I pushed against him, matching his rhythm. Soon, he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him pushing into me deeper and harder than before. Then his dick swelled, sending me over the edge as I screamed out in pleasure, shuddering in climax.“Oh, God, Alyssa,” he said as he came, pushing into me over and again. “You feel so good!”“Don’t stop!” I screamed as every nerve ending in my body ignited, bubbling up inside of me until it spilled over. “I’m coming again!”Then, his cock swelled again as he kept his rhythm, pushing into me even harder. He moaned as he pushed into me and stopped for a minute as he came again. Then, he pulled back and pushed into me again, until his pulls finally slowed. He kissed my back as I leaned across the table, and then rubbed my inner thighs as he kissed my ass cheeks. “You want to continue this, or are you