Ava's Pleasure (Welcome to Paradise) (7 page)

The sounds of Ava's pleasure packed screams and the red-hot glow of her skin filled him with purpose. She was perfect in every way. Logan never had a woman offer him so much before.

He brought the flogger down one last time and she cried out thrusting her ass upward in invitation. What she gave to him was so precious and beautiful. Logan's dick begged for Ava's mouth. He unfastened her from the hooks, and helped her turn onto her back. She winced a little as she slid across the bed and sat up.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine," she answered with a small smile.

He gently pressed his palm under her ass and ran his fingers down her crack, then dipped his thumb into her hot, wet pussy. He had to bite back a curse at the sheer pleasure filling him.

She squirmed against his palm. "Oh God, Logan."

Her raspy voice had his cock pleading for attention. "I want you to suck my cock hard and fast." He removed his hand and kneeled in front of Ava, then adjusted her blindfold over her eyes. "And when I come, I want you to take it all." Logan pushed his member past her lips.

* * * *

Logan's spicy taste spread into Ava's mouth, and when he shoved his big cock down her throat, she rejoiced knowing she could take all of him. Pleasure erupted when he yanked her hair. She swallowed his thick head as an unbearable wanting pulled at her vagina. Who would have thought she would love the pain and the lack of control? If anyone told Ava she could get off four times just by being flogged, she would have laughed in their faces.

Ava slid her tongue down the underside of his dick and let her teeth graze the swollen base.

When he growled, she buried her face in his pubic hair, inhaling his erotic sent. The combination of soap, salt, and desire filled her senses and made Ava light headed.

He jerked. "Yeah, baby, don't stop."

To have a man like Logan beg her for anything boosted her ego for sure. Ava sucked harder and nipped lightly. He cursed as his hot cream coated her throat. She let his delicious cock slip from her mouth.

Logan hands skimmed down her back and pulled her up to his chest. She rested her head and smiled, tugging at the blindfold.

His large hands covered hers and moved them back to her sides. "No."

"I want to see you."

"Not yet."

The bed shifted and the sudden loss of his body heat had a shiver trembling over her. She swallowed. "Logan?" Ava heard the bedroom door open. "Where did you go?" She strained to hear him. Nerves skidded over her. Time seemed to stand still. The bed sagged. Joy replaced anxiety. "There you are."

"Do you trust me?" Logan asked.

Hadn't she proved she trusted him? "Yes."

Ava felt something cold and wet. She jumped back from the shock "What is that?"

The offending object slid over her lips. They parted and a blast of sweetness seeped into her mouth. "Cherry, is that a cherry Popsicle?"

"Yup." Logan once again adjusted the blindfold over her eyes. He used the Popsicle to trace over her soft curves then licked the sweetness the pop left behind. A tingling sensation ran throughout her body. She squirmed under his touch.

He ran the Popsicle down over her belly to her labia and the surrounding areas. "Logan."

Logan soothed her folds with his tongue. Shock waves splashed over her. The icy pop stroked her most intimate parts. She thought she would die from the cold bliss.

After the Popsicle melted, Logan's delectable tongue took over where the Popsicle left off.

"You taste fabulous. I could eat you for days." His word sent Ava into oblivion for the fifth time.

He kissed her belly. "I want to do that again."

"No please. I can't take any more."

"Yes you can."

He dipped his tongue into her pussy.

Her hips shot off the bed. Ava's mind went numb and her body came alive. "Logan," she cried out.

"Come for me again." His voice muffled between her thighs. A guttural screech came from deep inside her.

He kissed his way up her body. Logan found her mouth, and drove his tongue into her. The sweet and salty flavor of arousal invaded Ava's senses. She loved the way she tasted on him.

He yanked the blindfold off.

Ava's eyes stung from the bright light. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Make love to me."

Logan grabbed Ava close. "I'm the one in charge, remember."

She swung her leg over his hip. "Fuck me now, please?"

He moved inside of her almost painfully slowly. "I thought you'd never ask."

She moved with him, love welling in her chest. The now familiar heat burned in her soul. "Yes… Logan."

He plunged into her, his jaw clenching.

How did I get so lucky?
She thought before the orgasm ripped her into pieces.

When Ava came back to herself, doom settled around her as Logan's phone rang in the other room.

Panic almost drowned her. "Don't get it."

"I have to." Logan rolled out of bed and made for the door. "It could be work."

That's what frightened Ava the most. What if he had to leave and was stabbed again, or worse? She pushed herself up, and raked her fingers through her knotted hair.

Logan strode back into the room, his cell pressed to his ear. "We'll be there, man. See yah." He disconnected and tossed his phone on the bed. "That was Brian. He wants to meet up at the club later."

Pain shot right to Ava's heart.
Am I not enough for him?
"The club?"

Logan rummaged through the closet. "Yeah, do you want to go?"

Ava studied his back. His muscles rippled as he pulled a shirt off the hanger.
Of course he would need more.
She swallowed back the need to cry.
The baboon, he just screwed me five ways to Sunday, and now he wants me to watch him screw someone else? Well, Logan Turner, you can think again.

Logan turned and smiled at her before pulling the shirt over his head.

Ava took a deep breath and set her resolve. "Sure, what time do you want me ready?"

"In two hours."

Chapter Ten

Logan paced the living room. Excitement heated his blood. Hopefully Ava would wear something to show off the raised lines decorating her flawless skin.

He never thought he would find someone who could match him sexually. When Logan unveiled his true nature to other women, they either found him too much, or not enough. Ava didn't shy away from anything he showed her.
She's the one for me.
He just needed to convince her.

"I'm ready."

He spun and almost swallowed his tongue. Ava wore a hot pink corset. The black lace cups pushed her sweet breasts into a tempting sight. "Wow."

She turned in a slow circle on black thigh high boots. "Do you like?" Peaches and cream skin bridged the gap between boots and a black leather mini skirt just barely covering her tight ass.

His dick swelled in his jeans. "Bend over."

She sashayed to the sofa, placed her delicate palms on the arm, and wiggled her hips while she leaned over.

Ava glanced over her shoulder and sent him a smile. "Like this?"

"Yeah." As Logan expected, his marks marred her perfect skin. He stepped toward her and cupped her ass.

A small sigh came from Ava. Her flesh warmed to his touch. Logan lifted her skirt and fingered the tiny strip of material. "Good, you're wearing underwear." He slid a palm under her thong and caressed the seam of her ass. When he found her tight rectum, Logan pressed his thumb against the tight bud.

Ava squeezed her cheeks. "Logan." she gasped

"Shh." He massaged her asshole. "By the end of the night"—Logan pressed the pad of his thumb in a fraction of an inch—"I will be balls deep up this sweet little hole."

Ava whimpered.

He twisted his finger so his knuckle disappeared. "I promise, you'll like it." Logan rotated his wrist and cupped Ava's taint, then slid two fingers up Ava's cunt. "Honey, you're so wet right now."

Her pussy clamped down on his fingers and her rectum milked his thumb. "Let's stay here."

"You tempt me, angel." Logan wanted nothing more than to unzip his pants and violate Ava's virgin ass. He removed his hand and adjusted her skirt.

She gave her rump a little shake. "Please."

"We're expected downstairs." Logan gave Ava's ass a hard swat.

Ava jumped.

"Let's go." He took her by the hand and led her toward the door. "I want to show off what's mine."

* * * *

Fifteen minutes later, Ava held her breath and scanned the club for Brian and Wanda. If she had to make a scene to keep Logan, she would. She spotted Maggie and sent the other woman a wave.

She tugged on Logan's hand. "There's Maggie."

He wrapped his arm around her waist. "She looks annoyed." Logan motioned to her.

Ava watched her excuse herself from the group of drunken men and make her way toward them.

"Hi guys, I didn't expect to see you here tonight."

She wondered what Logan had told Julie and what Julie said to Maggie. Ava pasted on a grin. "Logan got a call from Brian"—she shrugged—"and here we are." She hoped she kept the annoyance from her voice.

Maggie's smile widened, and she pushed Logan's arm. "You putz. You have a beautiful woman all to yourself, and you're here to meet a friend."

Wanda tapped Logan's shoulder. "Hey there, handsome," she purred. "Long time no see."

"Hey, babe." Logan gripped Wanda's palm and stopped her fingers from tracing lines up his arm.

She leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. "What do you say you, me, and Brian get busy later?" Wanda eyed Ava. Her full mouth spread into a wicked smile.

Logan sent Wanda a sexy grin. "Maybe."

Hurt, rage, and jealousy threatened to bring Ava to her knees. Her eyes blurred.

"Are you all right?"

Ava managed to focus on Maggie. "I need to use the restroom." She jerked herself from Logan's grip. "Excuse me."

How can he want to have sex with her?
She gave herself to him fully tonight, and he just tossed her aside. Ava wrenched open the bathroom door and rushed inside.

Maybe it's nothing to him
. Had she made a mistake trusting Logan, loving him?

Ava studied her reflection in the mirror. She scanned the ridiculous outfit she had on. "You idiot. You are not meant for this lifestyle."

The door swung open. "What's going on?" Logan's demand echoed off the tile walls.

She swiped the tears from her eyes to see him. "You jerk." She figured she had nothing left to lose. "Fuck it! You son of a bitch." Her hand connected hard with Logan's cheek. "I'll tell you what's going on, you asshole. You threw away the best thing that ever happened to you." She swung again.

Logan gripped her wrist this time. "I don't know what you're talking about."

His calm condescending tone fueled the rage in her soul
. Oh, he doesn't know what I'm talking about.

"You stupid fuck. I gave you everything tonight." She pushed against his hard chest. "And you can't even let the bed cool before you jump Wanda."

* * * *

Ava shoved him against the wall. What came out of her mouth made no sense to him. He'd brought her here tonight to show everyone she was his. Logan managed to block another fist to his face. "I don't want to fuck Wanda."

"But you said…"

It all came together for him.

Ava crumbled. Logan pulled her to him. "I love you, Ava. I wanted to come here to show everyone you're mine." He kissed the top of her head.

"Really?" She shook her head. "You didn't tell Wanda no."

God, he loved this woman. "I didn't tell Wanda no, because she's my friend, and I didn't want to hurt her feelings."

Julie and Maggie rushed through the bathroom door. "What happened?" they asked in unison.

Logan's chest tightened at the ferocity in the two women's eyes. He knew they would throw him to the lions if he did something to hurt Ava. "I was an ass."

He scooped Ava in his arms. She trembled against his chest. "I thought I showed Ava how much I loved her, but apparently, I need to do a better job."

Julie and Maggie's fierce expressions softened. Julie walked over to Ava and smoothed back her hair. "If you don't want to go with him, just say so."

"I'm fine. It's fine."

Ava's soft voice was music to his ears. He adjusted her against his chest. "I'm taking you back upstairs."

Julie and Maggie stepped aside and made room for them to go. "Logan." Maggie motioned to Ava's exposed ass cheeks. "Put some salve on those welts."

* * * *

He carried Ava into the apartment, and set her on the sofa. Ava wanted to believe what he told her and Julie. She took a deep breath and went for broke. "Is it true?"

"Is what true?"

"You told Julie that… you love me."

"Man, I screwed this up. Yes, Ava, I think I've loved you since you walked into the club all those months ago."

The love she had suppressed bubbled into her heart.

He walked the length of the couch. "When I'm with you, I'm complete." Logan stopped and knelt in front of her. "You are
the one
for me."

Tears burned her dry throat.

He brushed a tear off her cheek. "I want to spend my life with you."

All of Ava's dreams came true. "I love you, Logan."

He smiled. "You said something earlier that wasn't exactly true."

"What?"

Logan lifted her and bent her over the couch. "You said you gave me all of you." He raised her skirt and tugged down her panties. "That isn't exactly true." Logan pressed his thumb against her tightest opening.

Pleasure dripped from her pussy. "Logan."

"Let me have your ass. Let me be the only one who will ever experience this forbidden hole." He twisted his wrist, and his digit slid in. "Let me fill your hot little ass with my cock." Ava clamped her sphincter around Logan's finger and moaned. How could something so bad feel so good? Logan worked his middle finger next to his index. Her sensitive tissues stretched and burned in a sexy mix of pleasure and pain. "Oh, yes."

He ran his free hand over her sensitized ass cheeks. "I want someday to watch my cum drip from your hot little hole."

Ava pushed her bottom against Logan's hand. "Your words are so…" She lost all train of thought when a third finger stretched her open. Flaming ecstasy engulfed her. "Yes."

"I'm going to fuck your ass here in the living room."

Too many exquisite sensations bombarded Ava at once. Logan held her on the tiny cliff between agony and fulfillment. Excitement moistened her inner thighs. She moved her palm to her center and massaged.

Logan moved his fingers in and out of her ass. "That's it, honey, play with that beautiful pussy."

Ava moved her hand faster. The combination of her clit being stimulated and the burning need in her ass brought her to a level of enjoyment she had yet to experience. Her center begged to be filled. She shoved two fingers in her cunt and screamed. At the same moment, he pushed yet another finger in her ass. "Logan." Her orgasm exploded and radiated to where his fingers stretched her.

Before Ava could catch her breath, she heard Logan's zipper release and a foil wrapper rip. He removed his hand from her asshole.

"No, please, more."

"Honey, when I push in, you bare down, okay?"

Ava barely heard him over her heart pounding in her ears. She nodded not caring what he said, only knowing she needed him to soothe the ache inside her.

Logan cupped her pussy. "I love you, Ava." He used the remnants of her excitement to lube her dark hole.

When she felt his dick press into her, she instinctually pushed down. The tender skin burned more than before. Ava bit into her lip. She screamed in a mix of delight and pain and bucked under him.

"Easy, honey, I'm almost all the way in."

The sting in her ass gave way to a warm wash of ecstasy, but Ava wanted more, the ache deep inside her throbbed and demanded fulfillment. Shoving herself on Logan's cock just made need spread throughout her body. "Yes."

"I love the sounds you make." Logan pulled back and pushed in.

Ava whimpered and every muscle in her body coiled with pleasure.

"That's it, honey. Come for me."

White-hot rapture took her to a different dimension and she let go.

He pulled out and she heard him rip off the condom. Before she could protest, hot spray soothing the burn and took her over again. Logan's massive cock slid down her crack sending aftershock throughout her body. Ava stood on wobbly legs and turned into his waiting arms.

He lifted her into his chest. "I can't think of a life without you," he said and pressed a tender kiss on her lips. "Let me spend the rest of my life proving to you how much you mean to me?"

Joy, lust, and—most importantly—love filled Ava. "It would be my pleasure."

The End