Read Online Strangers for the Night (For The Night #1) by C. J. Fallowfield - Free Book Online Page A
Authors: C. J. Fallowfield
Ads: Link
forth over my clit, I started to tremble
as he sucked even harder on my nipple, but when he suddenly thrust one of his
other fingers up my backside I howled and shook violently as my climax hit. I
swayed, feeling dazed as the thought of taking his thick shaft up my rear made
me tremble even harder, that was definitely on the agenda for our next
meeting, I was going to call on dominant Logan for that one. ‘You come so
easily for me, Camilla Domville. Tell me, did you come this easily for any of
the men you fucked before me?’
‘No,’ I laughed as I gripped his
shoulders to stop from falling into a messy puddle on the floor.
‘Maybe you haven’t fucked enough
to compare?’ he suggested with a raised brow.
‘Trust me, I’ve fucked plenty.
I’m not the pure innocent that the media thinks I am, I’ve done old, young, ménage,
orgies and lesbians. I know what I’m talking about and you make me come faster
and harder than any of them.’
‘I just don’t understand how your
father still thinks you’re a virgin? I mean you’re … sex on legs Camilla, you
exude sex appeal.’
‘Thank you,’ I giggled and
blushed. ‘I have evidence of most of my encounters to keep them quiet,
particularly Daddy’s staff. They wouldn’t dare let slip what I get up to. I can
make them do whatever I want, choose who ever I want, when I want it.’
‘Then I feel very flattered that
you rank me as your best. Relax for a minute while I wash up and we’ll move
this out onto the balcony and make use of that enormous hot tub before I have
to leave.’ He scooped me up and carried me to the lounge, lay me down and
kissed my forehead.
‘Hmmm,’ I groaned as I lazily
stretched out. I heard him getting another glass of water from the dining room,
then watched him walk past and disappear. He moved with such power, yet
gracefully at the same time and his upper torso would put our college team
swimmers to shame. Kitty, my best friend, was going to die when I told
her all about how amazing he actually was, that all of the tales were true. It
was her older sister who’d had a triste with Logan and Kitty had convinced her
to let me have his email. All her sister had said was ‘Wow, night of my life.’
I’d love to have known the finer details, she’d always seemed a bit demure, far
more demure than Kitty who was worse than me for hook-ups. We often had girl
girl sessions and I pondered having her and Logan at the same time, but was I
prepared to share him? I wasn’t sure I was. I was roused from my daydream by
Logan striding back through, his erection lifting that towel up so high I could
see his dangling balls and gulped. Maybe I could have one orgasm as he fucked
me, then fake the total boredom, I didn’t want to deprive myself of coming when
that magnificent cock was inside me.
‘I need you, now,’ he growled as
he snatched me up from the sofa and threw me over his shoulder as I giggled and
squealed. ‘Thinking about your tight little cunt squeezing me got my cock so
hard. You’d better be soaking, Camilla.’
‘Trust me, I am,’ I panted as he
headed to the balcony bi-fold doors and pushed them back. He definitely knew there was a camera, he hovered on the edge trying to work out where it
was. ‘Logan please, I’m so desperate for you,’ I pleaded, feeling please that
my little ruse was about to catch him out.
‘Just admiring the spectacular
view,’ he replied, ‘nearly as good as when I watched you sleeping.’ O God, he
knew all the right things to say, as well as to do. He stepped out and strode
towards the hot tub and I felt him kissing my backside as he approached it, he
was keeping his face away from the box tree. I gasped as he ripped his towel
away, affording me an amazing view of his backside, before he set me down into
the bubbling, steaming water. The crafty bugger, he’d slung his towel over the tree.
Antoine and I would be having words later. I hoped that the one Blaine had
secured in the rose
as he sucked even harder on my nipple, but when he suddenly thrust one of his
other fingers up my backside I howled and shook violently as my climax hit. I
swayed, feeling dazed as the thought of taking his thick shaft up my rear made
me tremble even harder, that was definitely on the agenda for our next
meeting, I was going to call on dominant Logan for that one. ‘You come so
easily for me, Camilla Domville. Tell me, did you come this easily for any of
the men you fucked before me?’
‘No,’ I laughed as I gripped his
shoulders to stop from falling into a messy puddle on the floor.
‘Maybe you haven’t fucked enough
to compare?’ he suggested with a raised brow.
‘Trust me, I’ve fucked plenty.
I’m not the pure innocent that the media thinks I am, I’ve done old, young, ménage,
orgies and lesbians. I know what I’m talking about and you make me come faster
and harder than any of them.’
‘I just don’t understand how your
father still thinks you’re a virgin? I mean you’re … sex on legs Camilla, you
exude sex appeal.’
‘Thank you,’ I giggled and
blushed. ‘I have evidence of most of my encounters to keep them quiet,
particularly Daddy’s staff. They wouldn’t dare let slip what I get up to. I can
make them do whatever I want, choose who ever I want, when I want it.’
‘Then I feel very flattered that
you rank me as your best. Relax for a minute while I wash up and we’ll move
this out onto the balcony and make use of that enormous hot tub before I have
to leave.’ He scooped me up and carried me to the lounge, lay me down and
kissed my forehead.
‘Hmmm,’ I groaned as I lazily
stretched out. I heard him getting another glass of water from the dining room,
then watched him walk past and disappear. He moved with such power, yet
gracefully at the same time and his upper torso would put our college team
swimmers to shame. Kitty, my best friend, was going to die when I told
her all about how amazing he actually was, that all of the tales were true. It
was her older sister who’d had a triste with Logan and Kitty had convinced her
to let me have his email. All her sister had said was ‘Wow, night of my life.’
I’d love to have known the finer details, she’d always seemed a bit demure, far
more demure than Kitty who was worse than me for hook-ups. We often had girl
girl sessions and I pondered having her and Logan at the same time, but was I
prepared to share him? I wasn’t sure I was. I was roused from my daydream by
Logan striding back through, his erection lifting that towel up so high I could
see his dangling balls and gulped. Maybe I could have one orgasm as he fucked
me, then fake the total boredom, I didn’t want to deprive myself of coming when
that magnificent cock was inside me.
‘I need you, now,’ he growled as
he snatched me up from the sofa and threw me over his shoulder as I giggled and
squealed. ‘Thinking about your tight little cunt squeezing me got my cock so
hard. You’d better be soaking, Camilla.’
‘Trust me, I am,’ I panted as he
headed to the balcony bi-fold doors and pushed them back. He definitely knew there was a camera, he hovered on the edge trying to work out where it
was. ‘Logan please, I’m so desperate for you,’ I pleaded, feeling please that
my little ruse was about to catch him out.
‘Just admiring the spectacular
view,’ he replied, ‘nearly as good as when I watched you sleeping.’ O God, he
knew all the right things to say, as well as to do. He stepped out and strode
towards the hot tub and I felt him kissing my backside as he approached it, he
was keeping his face away from the box tree. I gasped as he ripped his towel
away, affording me an amazing view of his backside, before he set me down into
the bubbling, steaming water. The crafty bugger, he’d slung his towel over the tree.
Antoine and I would be having words later. I hoped that the one Blaine had
secured in the rose
Similar Books
