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I unzip my dress and let it
fall to the floor. Stepping out of it, I unhook my bra and drop it
on the floor beside my dress, followed by my panties.

 

I hold my breath and crawl
into bed beside him, taking a moment to admire the view, and being
careful to not to ruin my surprise by waking him. Logan was
probably one of the most gorgeous men I have ever seen, let alone
dated. His blonde hair fell across his eyes as he sleeps on his
side; his muscles glisten under the light of the television,
looking hard and strong. He’s unshaven today and I can see light
stubbles of a beard on his face. I love it; he always looks so damn
sexy with his hair tasseled all over the top of his head and a day
old beard on his face.

 

I get the urge to taste him
and I run my tongue along his chiseled jaw, his hairs tickling my
mouth. I make my way up to his earlobe, sucking it into my mouth
and giving it a small bite. Logan stirs awake, eyes burning with
passion as he gazes up at me. Completely naked, my skin burns for
his touch. I slip my hands under the blankets and run them across
his chest, letting them come to rest on his cheek as I suck his
bottom lip. Climbing under the blankets I trace my fingers lower
across his stomach and lightly grind my clit against is
thigh.

 

Gripping his cock firmly, I
begin shifting my hand up and down his impressive length until his,
breathing becomes rapid and he hisses his breath out through
clenched teeth. I can see the heat rising in his eyes as the deep
blue sapphires glow in the light of the room.

 

“You said you missed me and
wished I was here with you, sooo here I am,” I whisper in his ear
before licking his neck and nibbling on his ear as I stroke him up
and down, over and over as his entire body tightens in orgasm
underneath me.

 


Ohh God Savannah.” he
growls gripping my arm in a painfully erotic manner. I suck lightly
on his neck and trail kisses along his jaw, as he turns and puts
his mouth over mine. With over whelming passion his tongue dives
into my mouth, gently caressing my own and causing the throbbing
between my thighs increase rapidly.

 

I run my fingers through
his hair and pull on it just enough to make him moan in a sweet
concoction of pleasure and pain. He breaks away from my mouth and
begins kissing my neck, sucking lightly and working his mouth down
to my breasts.

 

The smell of his skin
tickles at my nose and I love it. It reminds me of the beach and
his natural scent; fresh ocean breeze mixed with Logan, the smell
is intoxicating. Logan takes my breast in his hands and then my
nipple disappears into his mouth as he gently grazes it with his
teeth and teases me with his tongue. My entire body feels like it’s
on fire, I need him. Now.

 

“I need you inside me” I
whisper in his ear as I curl my fingers into his hair and pull him
closer to me.

 

He slowly trails kisses
down my stomach and, climbing in between my legs he leans over me
towards his night stand and pulls a condom out of the drawer. He
has it on in record time, and begins gently massaging my clit,
sliding two fingers slowly inside me and tracing his tongue across
my top lip.

 

Pulling away from my mouth
he smiles down at me, “You taste so sweet; I think I could get
drunk off your kisses.”

 

My lungs start to burn and
I realize I’m holding my breath; I let it out just as he breathes
me in. We’re so close it’s almost tantric and I feel his passion
like an ache, pouring from his eyes and consuming my naked
body.

 

“I love you so much,” I
finally manage to get out, feeling paralyzed under his gaze.
Kissing me one more time he declares his love back, before
thrusting deep inside me. My back arches and my body tightens
around his initial penetration, filling every inch of me until I
don’t think I can take any more, he begins thrusting his hips over
and over.

 

I maneuver him onto his
back and straddle him, taking his cock back inside me. From this
position I can feel him deeply and it sends a tingling sensation
through my entire body. The pleasure is intoxicating. I throw my
head back in ecstasy as he grips my hips firmly, digging into my
flesh. Running my hands along the ripples of his abs I let out a
moan.

 

“You feel amazing inside me
Logan.” I said as I slid up and down his shaft.

 

“God you look so hot right
now,” he breathes, as he met me thrust for thrust. Grinding against
him and stimulating my clit on his pubic bone, I begin to feel the
quickening deep inside me. He reaches down and caresses me, helping
me reach orgasm. I scream out in pleasure as it ripples through
every fiber of my body.. As I start started to slow down and the
jolts of pleasure begin to ease, Logan came hard and fast, flipping
me over onto my back as he pumps into me.

 

Completely exhausted we lie
in each other’s arms and don’t realize we’ve fallen asleep. I wake
five hours later to Logan’s alarm beeping; his usual Saturday
morning call to go surfing. Even with only five hours of sleep, he
looks amazing. I on the other hand resemble the walking dead,
unable to function without a grand latte. .

 

Logan sets an automatic
timer on his coffee maker and it’s mornings like this that I love
him for it. That and the fact his fridge is constantly stocked with
French Vanilla creamer because he knows I can’t drink regular
coffee without it. It was a warm morning in Los Angeles, probably
in the mid 70’s, a perfect September day, so I decide to sit out on
the balcony. It was relaxing out here looking over Hollywood Blvd.
at the traffic and people on the streets.

 

Following a quick breakfast
and change, we head to the beach. Logan kept a spare board at his
in case I fancied surfing; he was always thinking ahead.. Only
dedicated surfers are out right now as it was only eight am,
everyone else was probably home sleeping off a late night of
partying, like I should be doing right now.

 

I decide to lie and tan
while he surfs, I did not have the energy to get out there and
paddle around the ocean all morning. The sand was much more
enticing, I could lie here all day, basking in the sun. There was
nothing more relaxing than
the roar of the
waves crashing into the shore and the
sound
of
seagulls passing over me, plus the view
wasn’t too bad either.

 

Logan never looks sexier
than when he was surfing. It’s a sport he learnt from his father at
a very early age, he thought for a while about trying to make a
professional career out of it but decided it was too unstable. He
decided instead to use his Hollywood connections to start his own
modeling and acting agency.

 

Today is definitely a
perfect day for surfing, the waves are huge, or as Logan would say
with his surfer slang, “
they’re
bomb.”
He’s doing great out there; I could
watch him all day and not get bored. He’s pumping along an eight
foot wave, making an
up and down carving
movement that helps him create speed while riding it. He looked
freaking hot, as every muscle along his tanned and toned body was
smothered with water droplets and glistened in the sun. He could
take my breath away without even trying.

 

My iPhone starts
blasting
Hell on Heels,
my very appropriate ringtone set for Brooklyn. I had forgotten
all about needing to bring her to the parking garage to pick up her
Jeep.

 

Rolling over onto my
stomach I dig the phone out of my crammed purse, I really need to
clean this thing out, “Hey, how are you feeling after last
night?”

 

“I feel like the devil
crawled into my skull and beat the living crap out of my brain with
his trident.”

 

“Brooklyn, I don’t know how
you come up with some of the things that you say,” I giggle,
“Thankfully I stuck firmly to my three drink rule, so I am feeling
wonderful.” One thing about Brooklyn, she loves dancing, but loves
drinking even more and she doesn’t seem to have a limit. A few
times I was positive she would end up with alcohol poisoning but,
like always, she was perfectly fine. I swear she could out drink an
entire frat house without batting an eyelid.

 

“Don’t rub it in
biotch.…Sooo, are you heading home soon? Because I am in desperate
need of a Starbucks latte. Since my Jeep is by the club; I’m having
to slum it and drink this God awful coffee we have in the
fridge.”

 

I roll my eyes and let out
a deep sigh, “I’m at the beach right now; Logan is surfing with a
few of his buddies. He should be ready to leave soon because the
kooks are starting to trickle onto the beach.”

 

Flipping back over onto my
butt and digging my toes in the sand I watch as group of younger
kids walk towards the water with their surf boards. “You know how
Logan feels about surfing when wannabe surfers are all over the
waves. I have a feeling I’ll be home within the next
hour.”

 

Brooklyn starts laughing so
loud in my ear that I have to pull the phone away before she blew
my ear drum. “As usual your boyfriend is a stuck up snob, even at
the beach. Hopefully he gets annoyed sooner rather than later so
you can get your butt home. Oh and before I forget, Reagan text me
earlier wanting to know if you were still down for shopping. He
wants to find new cufflinks to wear to the gala and figured we
could buy our dresses too.”

 

“Alright, I’ll ask Logan if
I can take a rain check on our lunch date and I’ll send a text to
Reagan, see what time he wants to meet up. I’ll see you in a bit.”
I hang up and start getting my stuff together.

 

I’m curling my toes that
are buried in the warm sand when I notice Logan strutting out of
the water, carrying his board under his arm. The beach bunnies have
begun their prowl now, running their wandering hands up his arms as
he walked along the beach. They’re so desperate; it comes with the
territory when you’re dating one of the most well-known men in
Hollywood. I smile to myself as I see them flashing their puppy dog
eyes at Logan as he points over to me and smiles.

 

“Sorry ladies but Logan
Sanders is all mine.” I say to myself as he jogs in my
direction.

 

He greets me with a
devilish smile, “Hey babe, you enjoying the view?”

 

“Why yes I am and it’s a
mighty good view at that,” I say playfully. “Reagan and Brooklyn
want to go shopping this afternoon for the gala, is it okay if we
take a rain check on that lunch date?”

 

He stands his board beside
him, “that’s fine, I have so much work to do as it is, it’s
probably best I get home and try to tackle the stack I have on my
desk.”

 

I stretch up onto tip toes
and rest my hands on his warm, glistening stomach, landing quick
peck on his lips, savoring the salty water that lingers on my
skin.

 

“I’ll be sure to get
something ravishing so you won’t be able to take your eyes off of
me at the party, even with all those goddess- like models walking
around.” I joke.

 

“I can’t wait to see what
you end up getting, just please promise me you won’t get something
that makes you too damn sexy, I don’t want to have to punch anyone
out for trying to steal my girl,” he says, slapping me gently on my
butt.

 

“I promise,” I murmur.
Rolling my eyes I pick up my purse and towel and slide on my flip
flops. When we get to Logan’s car I set our beach bags and towels
into the back of his Lexus SUV LX 570 while he attaches the
surfboards back onto the roof racks. His sparkling silver car is
breathtaking. It’s filled with every gadget known to man and is so
comfortable you never want to get out of it. I was in love with
it.

 

I’ve tried to get Logan to
“break in” the backseat, but he said he prefers sexual acts in a
bedroom, not in a car. He can be such a prude sometimes.

 

Logan drops me off at my
house about twenty minutes later and Brooklyn is already waiting
impatiently by the door. She looks flawless, donned in high rise
cut off shorts, a black tank and aviators with an arm full of
bangle bracelets. It’s depressing to know this is her version of
“dressing down”.

 

“Reagan sent me a text, said
he’ll meet up with us at
Dee’s Café
so we can grab a quick lunch and I can finally get
my coffee. Then it’s time to shop until we drop,” she says, pulling
her cell phone out of her purse. “I’ll send him a quick text
letting him know the queen has finally arrived, so we are on our
way.” Grabbing my arm and yanking me out the door, we were at my
car before I could protest.

 

“Brooklyn, I just got back
from the beach, I haven’t even showered yet and you want to go NOW?
Seriously?” She exasperates me sometimes. The world runs on
‘Brooklyn Time’ and she thinks I’m the queen? I shake my head and
smile a little.

 

“You look amazing, you have
that sun kissed glow to you. You wear the beach well Savannah! Now
stop being a drama queen, get your little ass in the car and
drive.”

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