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trellis behind me had been positioned properly and I made
sure I stood with my back to it ready. Logan set a condom down on the decking
and hopped in, grabbed me and kissed me like his life depended on it, his hands
roaming, squeezing, his tongue thrashing. I could feel his need for me
radiating off him, I’d definitely gotten to him, he may think I was just one of
his clients, but I’d lay odds that he was never this desperate for any of them.
He grabbed me and hoisted me up onto the edge of the hot tub, spread my thighs
and kneeled down on one of the seats and applied his tongue to my clit, before nibbling
it as he thrust three fingers up inside me and finger fucked me fast.
    ‘Logan,’ I whined as I leaned
back on my palms. He grabbed an ankle and hoisted it over his shoulder and his
tongue circled again and again. I couldn’t even hold myself up, I just gave
into it and flopped backwards, biting my arm as he brought me to the brink of
orgasm then suddenly stopped, let me calm down, then started all over again. By
the fifth time I was begging him to let me come, no one else was ever going to
compare to Logan, no one else ever needed to. I was going to be Mrs. Logan
Steele, the envy of women worldwide. My scream as I gushed all over his face
was Manhattan’s morning wake up call. I lay limp on the decking as he stood up
and looked down on me and wiped his mouth.
    ‘Fuck, I need you now Camilla,
I’m desperate to come,’ he groaned as he grasped his pulsating cock in his
hand. I nodded, it was good he’d just made me squirt like that, I was
completely drained and exhausted, that would help me look less than enthused. I
could actually quite happily fall sleep here from sheer sex exhaustion, with my
legs dangling in the water, the hard wood of the deck against my back. I
couldn’t even lift my head to watch as I heard the condom wrapper tear and a
deep sexual grunt leave Logan’s throat as he cloaked himself. As requested in
my brief, in the form of a very detailed scenario, he flipped me over so my
knees were supported by the seat below the water line, gripped my hips and
slammed into me. I bit the inside of my lip, until it drew blood, to prevent
myself from screaming with pleasure and imagined it was fat sweaty Alderton
fucking me, anything to try and detach from how incredible Logan was actually
feeling. Thank God I’d told him that I wanted him to come fast, before I did
and then have him eat me out and rim me. At least I’d be able to relax and
enjoy it. He didn’t disappoint, which in a way was disappointing in itself, he
came with an animalistic roar and I relaxed all my muscles as he collapsed on
top of me. ‘Shit I’m so sorry, you’re just too damn good, I’ve never come so
fast in my life.’
    ‘This wasn’t what I expected from
you, Logan,’ I mouthed, making sure the camera caught my lips moving. ‘I was
told you had incredible stamina, I feel so cheated.’
    ‘Tell me what I can do to make it
up to you Camilla, I feel awful,’ he groaned behind me. I pulled a sulky pout
and sighed, held it for a moment and then smiled, that sixty seconds of
recording was as good as a wedding ring. He’d never work with anyone but me
again. Ever.
    ‘I want you to lick and fuck my
backside with your tongue, slowly.’
    ‘You’re an amazing woman Camilla
Domville, I’m going to send you something to let you know just how grateful I
am for what you’ve just done for me.’
    ‘You’re so sweet,’ I smiled as he
parted my cheeks and ran his tongue in a circle and I gave into it and cried
out in pleasure. I loved when guys did that, but I never did it in
return, that was disgusting. Next time it would be his thick solid cock up
my ass making me scream even louder. And even better, he’d be bareback and I’d
get to feel him exploding inside me before I sucked him clean.
     
    ‘Do you have to go?’ I whined as
he appeared from the master bedroom, sexily dressed in dark indigo jeans with a
fitted black