“You had chances, Kitten,” Logan said, and with one smooth motion, he placed a clit sucker on her pussy. He flicked it on for a minute, smiling as her body folded over itself, straining against his ropes. Yeah, this is exactly how he wanted her.
“Too much!” She screamed. He felt her muscles tighten against his legs. Her beautiful face scrunched for a moment. Logan spanked her ass, as he pressed the little vibe harder against her clit. She screamed, swaying against him.
“Yeah, that’s better, isn’t it, Kitten?”
Logan switched the clit sucker off and her eyes opened. She glared at him.
“Your ass looks beautiful red. Let’s see if this loosens your tongue more.”
Picking up the red-handled flogger with the wide strands, he stepped behind her and threw the flogger.
“Sir! Too much,” she said.
Logan threw the flogger, hitting her shoulder blades, in a slow, sensuous wave on her back, working a steady rhythm.
“God, Logan!” Harper screeched.
“Yeah, it’s good,” Logan said. “You deserve to feel pleasure, Kitten.”
He kept up a steady pace, alternating right, left, right, left, until Harper screeched.
“Feeling frustrated?” He set the flogger to the side and picked up the clit sucker again.
“No! Too much,” her protest was hallow.
“Give me another orgasm,” Logan said, nuzzling her neck, setting the vibe in her soaked pussy.
“No, I can’t,” her voice caught on the word.
“You can and you will.” Logan kissed her, swallowing her moans as the powerful sonic waves rolled thorugh her body. He kissed her like he wanted to take all her hurt away, his tongue glided over hers as her body shook as the orgasm took her under. Tears leaked out of her eyes, her mouth opened, but no words came out. She trembled from head to toe. Logan held her body close to his chest, turning off the vibrator.
“Good girl.”
He rubbed her back, her shoulders. He kissed her soft lips and held her until her breathing became steady again.
Then gently as he could, he untied the ropes from her wrists. He bundled up all the rope and shoved it into her bag,
“I got you, Kitten.”
Standing there, under the ring, she looked so small. She stared into space, her expression frozen.
With one arm slung around Harper, holding her against his side, he packed up his toy bag, one of Ella’s helpers stepping in to help him.
He’d wanted her to let go, to shatter, and now he had to pick her up and put her back together again.
“It’s all right, darling,” he said. He gathered her in his arms and passed the small group of onlookers who had watched their scene, weaving through the crowded club as Harper tucked her face into his chest. He brought her to a private nook off to the side of the bar and settled on a low, black chaise.
“You’re safe with me, Kitten.”
Her teary face pulled at his heartstrings and he hugged her tighter. “Anything. You can tell me anything and you’re safe with me.”
She shook her head against his shoulder and Logan rubbed her back.
“I can’t tell you.”“Yes, you can,” he said as gently as he could.
“Xander... I had sex with Xander,” Harper sobbed.
His chest tightened, but he held her closer, pouring his strength into her. “That’s okay. You did nothing wrong.” The words were true, but they felt like glass in his mouth.
