Logan Novels & Stories

Just a business man with a soul that was probably just cigarettes and nightly stock reports. “Iris?” My head moved up from my book, “I’m going to pass out soon,” I knew why, “That’s fine,” I replied, “How long until we get to-” “We’re going to the Maldives. We’ll be landing in Sri-” A yawn rang out, “Lanka and then directly to some private island.” I felt my chest rise, “Wake me up when we get…” He trailed off his head lulling as he slumped further in his seat.

and it still would have rhymed. “As I was saying,” Viper said, clearly irritated. “That man’s name is Loro, which means parrot in Spanish. He’s called that because of his many colorful tattoos. Little did I know, just like a fucking parrot, he had a habit of repeating things that were told to him. So, tonight I removed some of his feathers, one-by-one, and I’ll continue to do so until every trace of my club is gone from his worthless body.” He shrugged. “It might take days. Loro has a lot of feathers.” “So, what’s your little tattoo removal service got to do with us?” I asked.

The guy focused on Aishat also pestered her. The one looking at me can't even try it with the eyes I am using to look at him. "Ma'am, these are your drinks," the waitress served, and we thanked her. "Now, will you guys let us be?" I asked, eyeing them. "Let's go; they kuku wowo," he said speaking in Pidgin, and we laughed as they walked away, giving us annoyed eyes. "Not wowo," I said laughing, "Let's make a video showing people the new wowo." Aishat suggested bringing out her phone going to her Snapchat.

I pause, heat flushing all of my body. Uncle Jax nods, urging me to go on. “Umm right above my pussy,” I mumble, but the words are loud enough for him to hear. “I want it to say ‘Daddy’s Pussy’ in delicate script.”

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

The next afternoon was even hotter, the sun beating down on the backyard like it was in on their secret. Sophia waited by the pool in nothing but a tiny string bikini that was more strings than fabric. The top was two small triangles that barely covered her nipples, and the bottoms were a thong that disappeared completely between her ass cheeks. Leo arrived shirtless, his muscular body already glistening with sweat. The moment he saw her, his cock visibly hardened in his shorts. “Damn, Mrs. Lang,” he said, dropping his bag and walking straight to her. “You’re trying to make me lose my job today.”

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

“Yeah, you were beautiful. I couldn’t tell you though because you were younger than me. 5 years is a big difference when you’re young. Now, you’re not so young anymore.” I suddenly feel nervous. Just then, the barman came over and asked if we wanted anything else. He looked at me and smiled. He was gorgeous. He was tall, taller than Nathan, and he was built. I could make out how big his arms were through his work uniform that consisted of a black tee shirt and black jeans. His hair was longer, not too long though. He had beautiful grey eyes. I had never seen a sexier man. He had tattoos running down both his arms. Nathan saw him smile at me and put his arm around my shoulder as if to warn th

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