Chapter Thirteen

 

* LOGAN *

 

As I dragged Julia into the office, I let go of her hand long enough to reach over and sweep all of the papers off her desk.

“Hey!” she protested. “Those were organized.”

“And now they’re not. Let’s get these clothes off of you.”

I tore her tank top over her head and tossed it over my shoulder, doing the same moments later with her bra. Then I pushed down her shorts and underwear, slipping my finger into her as she kicked them aside.

“Good. You’re already wet for me.”

“How could I not be?” she gasped, her eyes looking up at me with that same hunger she had every time we were together. She reached behind me for the strings of my apron and deftly unknotted them as I drew her in for a kiss. I could feel her breasts pushing up against me, and I became impatient with the fabric of my clothes that was preventing me from truly feeling her. As Julia pulled the apron off of me, I was already reaching to pull my t-shirt off. Julia, just as eager to have me naked as I was to be naked, was already unfastening the button at the top of my jeans. Within the next minute, I was free of every article of clothing that had so obnoxiously come between Julia and me.

I pulled her close and let my stiff erection press against the soft curves of her stomach. She moaned, and started trying to wriggle herself into position so that my dick would line up with her dripping wet entrance. I pulled back and shook a finger at her.

“No, no, no. Not so fast. There’s something else I want to do first.”

I picked her up underneath her arms and lifted her up so she was sitting on the very edge of her desk with her legs dangling down over the side in front of her. I pushed those long, slender legs apart to give myself a full view of her perfect pink folds, and now it was my turn to moan.

“You’re so perfect,” I told her. “It’s not even fair.”

She blushed in response, and normally I would have teased her about that blush. But not right now. Right now, I had more important things to do. Things like getting a taste of the sweet honey between her legs.

I knelt in front of her and kept her legs pushed apart wide with my hands as I plunged my tongue deep inside of her. She gasped and tried to wriggle herself away, but I used my hands on her thighs as leverage to keep her where I wanted her.

Oh, no you don’t. You’re not going anywhere. I knew she felt self-conscious when I used my tongue to pleasure her, but I was determined to get her past that. The truth was that few things made me happier than tasting the juices of her desire. Perhaps the only thing I liked more was actually putting my cock inside of her—but there was no reason I couldn’t have both things, and this afternoon, I fully intended to have both.

As I ran my tongue along the insides of her folds, she gradually began to relax. She was growing warmer, and I could tell that her efforts to resist were breaking down. I flicked my tongue across her clit and she shuddered in that delightful way she did when she was getting close to losing herself completely to my touch.

Now that her legs were relaxed, I moved my hands up from her thighs and grasped her breasts, running my thumbs across her nipples as I continued to move my tongue against her dripping wet entrance. I could hear her breathing growing rapider with each passing second, and I knew she was getting closer.

I myself was beginning to feel like I might explode. The pressure in my dick was building, and I knew that the steel rod between my legs was going to need a release soon. But I would have my chance. First, I wanted to make Julia cum for my tongue.

She was grasping my shoulders tightly now, as though desperately trying to steady herself against the storm of my desire.

“Logan,” she gasped. I loved the way she said my name when we made love. Like I was the only person who existed in the world. She was definitely the only person who existed for me. There was no one else. There was nothing better than this. I just wanted to spend every day of my life tasting and feeling her. She was my spot of heaven in this crazy, confusing thing called life.

I flicked my tongue across her clit one more time and she gasped again. Then I felt the tremors of her orgasm rocking across her. She gasped my shoulders even tighter, and arched so that she was pushing my tongue even deeper into her. I loved this moment, when she truly let go. I lived for it. I continued to lap up the taste of her even as her inner muscles clenched around my tongue.

My dick was under so much pressure now that I felt like it might explode, but I made myself be patient. I waited until Julia’s tremors had subsided, and then I slowly pulled away and stood up. I brushed the curls of red hair away from her face and smiled when she smiled drunkenly up at me. She was drunk on me, and my love. And I was drunk on hers. Being a bachelor billionaire, it was inevitable that women would always be after me for my money. But not Julia. She’d made it clear from the beginning that she wanted nothing to do with my wealth. I knew she cared about me for me. For who I truly was beneath all the tiresome glitz and glamour of being filthy rich. I was the luckiest man alive.

“Come on,” I growled out in a rough voice. “We’re not done yet. That was just a teaser.”

I pushed her onto the desk on her back and climbed over her, hovering so that my erection was just above her sex that was so swollen with desire.

She reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, giving me the sexiest “come and get me” grin I’d ever seen. “Well, if that was just a teaser, I can’t wait to see what the main course is like.”

I teased her entrance with the tip of my dick, grinning confidently down at her. “Oh, you’re going to like it. Trust me.”

“Show me.”

“If you insist, my lady.” I slid into her, relishing the way she moaned as I filled her. She was so tight and hot against my shaft that it was a struggle not to instantly explode inside of her. I held back, though, and began to rock my hips back and forth, sliding in and out of her slickness and causing her to moan with pleasure each time I thrust into her.

We probably should have been using a condom, especially since I now knew she wasn’t taking birth control. But we’d been careless thus far, and it was possible I’d already gotten her pregnant, anyway. Suddenly, I realized that that was exactly what I wanted. I’d known for a while that I wanted her to be the mother of my children. Now, I knew that I wanted her to be the mother of my children immediately. I didn’t want to wait any longer to start our family.

“I’m going to get you pregnant,” I growled out. “I want you to have my baby.”

I thrust into her, feeling more turned on than ever by the thought of her belly swelling with a child that I put inside of her.

“Yes!” she exclaimed. “Yes, give me a baby.”

Her arms gripped me tighter, and her words pushed me over the edge. With my next thrust, I came into her, spilling my seed deep inside of her and hopefully giving her a child we could raise and love together. I pulsed over and over, the hot fire inside of me shooting into her. She cried out and arched her back, losing herself at the exact same time as me. Her inner muscles clenched tightly around my dick, as though trying to squeeze out every last bit of me that she could.

Together, we let those waves of pure passion wash over us, until we were both spent and weak from the effort. I carefully rolled over to lie next to her on the desk, thankful that the surface of the desk was so large but wishing it was a bit softer. It didn’t matter that much, though. I had a feeling it wouldn’t be long before we were going for another round. Neither one of us wanted to break this moment yet. Neither one of us wanted to go back to the real world and its responsibilities, when our secret rendezvous together felt so good.

Speaking of the real world, though…I’d been so caught up with my need to make love to Julia that I’d forgotten I had some pretty big news for her. I sat up on my elbow and grinned down at her.

“Hey, I forgot to tell you. I heard from my brother today.”

She immediately sat up as well. “You did? And?”

“And he agreed to my plan.”

She closed her eyes briefly, overcome with happiness. Then she opened them and looked at me with so much joy in her gaze that I thought my heart might break. All I ever wanted to do was to make her happy, and knowing that I had succeeded in that task this week was the best success I could have asked for.

“So you’re staying?” she asked, her voice tentative as though she didn’t dare to believe it.

“I’m staying. Zach agreed that pretty much all of the conference calls and video meetings I do from New York can be done just as easily from here. He was a bit more skeptical about my plan to grow the resort by advertising local businesses to the tourists, but he agreed to let me try it for a little while, since I’ll be here to closely monitor things.”

Skeptical was a nice way of putting it. Zach had actually told me I was crazy if I thought referring tourists out to local businesses was going to make our Driftwood Island Resort more popular. But I knew my plan would work. The local shops here were charming, and offered amazing customer service. Once people started to go home and tell their friends about the great time they’d had on Driftwood Island, and that everyone absolutely had to check the place out, the resort’s popularity and revenue was sure to go up—it was one of the few places to stay on the island. It would be a win-win for both the Evans brothers and the locals. Most importantly, I knew it would make Julia happy. Her little café was about to see a big boom in business.

“I can’t believe you’re really staying,” she said, reaching up to trace a line down my face with her finger.

“Well, believe it. You’re gonna be seeing a lot of me from now on. And we’re gonna be doing a whole lot more of this.” I leaned over to kiss her, pushing my tongue past her lips. That was all it took for my cock to start growing hard again, and just like that we were off once more, trying to satisfy the desire for each other that was completely, wonderfully insatiable.

Island life was gonna be so good.