Auctioned By The Ceo
Chapter 12

Logan's eyes narrowed, and some of the previous tension he still held in his shoulders released. A sinful smile kicked up the corners of his mouth. He threw the washcloth on the floor, and putting both hands behind him leaned back to presumably give her better access to the goodies. And what goodies they were. Her mouth watered with the need to taste him, to give back some of the pleasure he'd wrung from her, and to see him lose control.

Hannah loved going down on a man. There was such power in that act. Never did she feel more in control than on her knees in fron

t of her lover with her lips wrapped around his shaft. Logan swore softly when she slid to her knees in front of him, and kissed the tip of his erection. His dark, spicy musk called her, and his cock jerked in her hand when she ran her tongue over the bulbous head and licked away the drop of pre-cum. Salty, yet not at all unpleasant, it made her eager to taste more of him. Logan's powerful thighs tightened under her fingertips, and hollowing out her cheeks, she went down on him as far as she could before she gagged.

"Fuck yes." His growled curse was all the encouragement she needed to keep going. When she added her teeth to graze his shaft as she came up, Logan's hands went in her hair and tugged. The slight pain made her more determined to see him fall apart. She worked the bottom of his peen with one hand, while she deep-throated him and massaged his heavy balls with the other, and swallowed the first tiny spurts of his cum.

That's when he finally let go. Fists buried in her hair, he thrust his hips and took over.

"I'm gonna...

fuck... so good...take this for ... yes."

The pulse along his dick warned her, as much as the words he forced out, and Hannah slackened her jaw and took what he gave her.

Logan came with a deep throated roar, which made her pussy vibrate in answer as he emptied himself down her throat. She eagerly swallowed, pleased with herself, and when he at long last stopped jerking, and pulled her off his shaft, she grinned up at him.

"I do believe we're even now," she said.

She should have known that statement was akin to a red flag waved at the bull, because Logan grunted his annoyance, and before she could even blink she was over his knee and his hand connected with her

ass.

"You think so, do you? Have I not made it clear what happens when you sass me in the bedroom, my sweet little dove? Let me remind you then."

Every swat ramped her need up higher, especially when he alternated hard swats with soft caresses, and slid his fingers through her sopping wet pussy.

"Such a naughty girl. Come for me now, my sweet."

As revved up as she was Hannah didn't need telling twice, not least because he pushed two fingers inside her channel and curled them in just the right way to drive her wild. Her internal muscles clamped down, and she flew head first into a climax so intense she saw stars as she gushed for him.

By the time the room came back into focus, she was in back in bed tucked into his side.

"Now, we're even, minx." Logan kissed her, a gentle meeting of lips, which meant the world to her. His gentleness proved her undoing, and she allowed herself to drift off safely cocooned in his arms. It would be so easy to read more into this, but she was only his for the night. She had to remember that.