Free Addicted (Club Destiny #3) by Nicole Edwards

audience, but he didn’t know if he could
restrain himself, so the farther away they were the better.
    “Undress
me.” Logan told her as he stood with his back to the room, shielding her
somewhat from the wandering eyes of others.
    Sam’s
eyes were wide, but he didn’t see fear, he saw ecstasy glowing in the
crystalline green. With the hardest part out of the way, Logan didn’t know how
long they would last if she turned all of that pent up determination on him.
    She
did exactly as he told her, undressing him with ease before turning to Tag as
instructed. Within minutes, she had them both totally naked and she was
kneeling between them. Logan hadn’t instructed that. As much as he wanted to
see it, from here on out, this was her show, even if she didn’t know it.
    “Suck
me, Sam.” Tag told her, gripping his cock in one hand and sliding his other
hand into her hair. “Fuck yes.”
    Logan
watched, stroking his dick, praying he wouldn’t come too soon because this was
just too much. Admittedly, he’d never attended one of these, not by himself,
and not with anyone else. He’d been intrigued by the idea, but never had he
considered it a possibility with Sam. Now he wondered if she even had any
limits to her sexual fantasies.
    Sam
turned her attention on him suddenly, taking the head of his cock in her hot
mouth, licking and sucking as she moaned. The vibrations were going to set him
off if her talented tongue didn’t do it first.
    Gripping
her head, he held her in place, pushing in and pulling out, letting her tease
him with her tongue. And then she turned back to Tag, bathing the man with the
same wicked skill and making him groan.
    Logan
wasn’t going to be able to take much more of this. From his peripheral vision,
he could see a handful of people, all in various stages of undress, doing erotic
things to one another all while his wife was on her knees giving him and Tag
the blow job of the century.
    Sliding
his hand into her hair once again, he eased her upward, not pulling, but
guiding her back to her feet. When she was standing once again, Logan crushed
his mouth down on hers, stealing a kiss hot enough to melt the last of his
remaining brain cells.
    “I
need to be inside you.” Logan told her none too discreetly. At this point, he
didn’t give a shit who heard, or who watched.
    Sam
kissed him again, hungrier this time, giving him her silent approval as she
wrapped her arms around his neck and all but climbed his body.
    ~*~*~
    Sam
knew where she was, knew what was going on around her, but just like every time
Logan looked at her as though she were the only woman in the world, the room
all but disappeared.
    With
Tag’s warm body pressed against her back and Logan pressed against her front,
there was no place she would rather be than right there in that moment.
    Overwhelmed.
That was the only word that came to mind as she used her tongue to explore
Logan’s mouth, her hands to latch onto his hair, and her body to soak up his heat.
    “Logan.”
She needed him more than she’d ever needed him before. Inside of her. Filling
her to overflowing until she didn’t know where he ended and she began.
    She
caught Logan’s subtle nod toward Tag and a sigh of relief escaped. He wasn’t
going to torture her any longer. Although Tag had sent an orgasm spiraling
through her only minutes before, she was aching to be filled by them. Both of
them. At the same time.
    Logan
took her hand and led her to an empty couch in the corner before pulling her
down on top of him.
    “Ride
me, Sam. Sit on my cock, baby.”
    His
lewd words were the equivalent of the flash point of diesel fuel, igniting
every molecule until the fire inside of her burned bright and hot.  Not wasting
another second, she straddled his hips, sitting up so she could guide him
exactly where she needed him.
    “Logan.”
He took her hands in his, holding her up and allowing her to find a rhythm that
sent shards of pleasure bolting through her.
    Being
with