Free Logan's Calling by Abbey Polidori

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER ONE
    Hope
     
    Logan James sat on his bed, hand on his cock and eyes locked on Sarah's luscious ass. 
    He had been living next door to Sarah Cooper for almost a year now and damn if spying on her through her bedroom window hadn't become the greatest pleasure of his life. 
    Since returning from Afghanistan three years ago, it seemed like all his friends were either moving on and trying to forget their military buddies or they were still serving overseas. Some of his old buddies seemed dead inside, as if a piece of their soul was lost forever among the swirling sands of the Middle Eastern deserts.  
    War is hell and the aftermath is torture.
    He had come here to the small town of Hope, Ontario to hide away from the world. For a while he had been happy enough rattling around in the large house and yard but then Sarah had moved in next door and since then he had an aching in his gut that was built of pure desire. He had no idea why he felt like he would go crazy if he didn't at least see her through his window every day but whatever the reason, just the thought of her could send him into a libido overdrive. Was he crazy? Perverted? A Crazy pervert?
    No point thinking about that now. Not when Sarah Cooper was sashaying her incredible ass around her bedroom, dressed in just a flimsy piece of black lingerie. Thank God for hot summer nights. Sarah always had her windows open and she always wore just enough to cover her sweet body and little enough to give Logan a show that fuelled his masturbatory fantasies. Her bed sheets and carpet were white and that made her shapely figure and black lingerie stand out even more in contrast. The mirrored doors on her closet also gave him multiple angle views of her body.
    His cock was rock hard in his hand and he stroked it with a firm grip, his eyes watching the pert smooth globes of his neighbor's delectable ass while his mind imagined scenarios in which he would be in that room with her and she would want this cock that he held in his hand, want it inside her sweet tightness. She would get on her knees on the bed like a female animal waiting to be mounted by him, the male, needing his thick length to slip inside her.
    Logan grunted. Damn she turned him on. And he hadn't actually seen her naked so his mind was filling in the missing details. The reality would surely match his fantasy and then some. 
    But the reality was not going to happen. He had to face that.
    Sure, I'll face that fact. I face it every day of my goddamn life but I don't want to think about it now while she's over there in that pretty black lingerie and I have my cock in my hand and I'm so fucking hard. Let me have this dream.
    In her bedroom, Sarah had opened her closet and stood in front of it, pondering the clothes inside. Probably choosing an outfit for tomorrow. Logan's own room was sparsely furnished with just a double bed that felt too big at times and a simple wooden bookcase packed with action novels. His own closet was in the spare room next door but it didn't contain much in the way of clothes. He never went out anyway except into the yard so jeans and a few t-shirts served all his needs. And his neighbor unknowingly served his sexual needs. 
    The lingerie barely covered the swell of her bottom. Her long sleek legs were bare and Logan imagined them locked around his back as he drove himself into Sarah Cooper's sweet pussy. His eyes roamed up to the most gorgeous rack he had seen in a long time, thrusting proudly against the confines of the flimsy material and dipping into a deep cleavage. She had a fucking amazing set of tits and he wanted to feel them in his hands, squeeze their softness and put his mouth to the puckered nipples. 
    As he pumped himself harder and faster, his eyes wandered down past Sarah's flat stomach to the place where he longed to be . He could only imagine what delights lay there, nestled between the soft flesh of her