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    My eyes spring away as I hear him bang his head repeatedly off the glass. He groans loudly. “If you stare at my cock one more time, I’m going to fuck you right here, Amber.”
    The ping of the elevator signals our arrival at the rooftop suites. As the doors swing apart, he launches at me picking me off my feet. I straddle him with my legs around his waist as he carries me out and into the lobby. His erection is pressed hard against my sex as I rock myself against him, repeatedly stroking his cock with my pussy.
    “Christ, Amber….get your fucking room key ready. My cock is about to explode!” He growls harshly.
    I fumble through my clutch , nibbling and suckling on his neck, licking every drop of the heady scent of his skin. We burst through the door, entangled and panting. His mouth finds mine, hard and hungry, our tongues eager for taste. I hear the groan come from deep inside him, sending heat straight to my core. I moan as I capture his tongue and begin to suck at its tip.
    We stagger, still entwined, through the rooms to the bedroom , before he forcefully throws me onto the bed. He stands for a moment looking down at me, his nostrils flare with need. He remains still, breathing hard, looking down at me. I slide my dress up slowly, inch by inch, gliding passed my thighs until it reaches my naked pussy. I part my thighs as I watch him close his eyes briefly, roll his head back, groan and look down again.
    “Fuck…..I said you were bad news, sweetness. You are so fucking good, and so fucking bad all rolled into one.” He growls, grabbing at the buttons of his jacket.
    I keep my focus directly into his eyes as I slide the remainder of the material up my body and over my head. I stretch a spiked heel towards his cock, stroking slow motions up its length, smiling as he wildly pulls himself from layer upon layer of dress uniform. Finally he is naked, save for his trousers. He grabs for both my ankles and pulls me towards him, stretching my thighs wide , bending down before me.
    He bites and suckles along the length of my inner thighs, licking long strokes with his tongue. I arch my hips hungrily, aching for his touch on my sex. He plunges his tongue straight into my folds and I thrust upward in response. He groans his own pleasure, the vibration so raw making me pant with anticipation. He holds my sex against his mouth, cupping my ass with each hand, pulling me tighter into his mouth.
    Again, plunging into my folds again, in, out, in, out, making love with his tongue. He releases, beginning small circles around my clit. The tightness and pull of imminent orgasm is almost unbearable, pain and pleasure combined. He quickens the pace of his circling before taking my clit whole in his mouth, sucking hard, taking me there….taking me over the edge.
    “Yes, Logan!” I cry out my release as he drinks and savours every drop of my juices, plunging his tongue deeper and harder into me.
    He raises himself up to me, finding my mouth. Surrounding his lips upon mine, he kisses deep and slow, his tongue tasting all around my mouth. He begins to rock deliberately against me, stroking his erection through my sodden pubes. I push my hand down through our bodies, reaching to stroke his shaft. He groans as I squeeze gently through the material, sliding up and down the hardness. “Let me taste you, Logan” I pull on his belt, edging him up the bed until his knees are either side of my head. I unzip him, draw his cock out fisting him slowly. His hips begin to rock, his face fixed with arousal, his eyes blazing wildly.
    I dance my tongue around the head, lapping circular motions before sliding my lips over the edge of the head and down his cock. Pulling up and down, drawing him further into my mouth. He throws his head back, his eyes rolling backwards, a raw growl spitting from his mouth.
    “Fuck, baby….your sweet mouth is so good” He pants becoming raspy and hoarse.
    He cradles each side of my head with his hands, beginning