She could actually smell the smells as her hand slid down her flat stomach, under the waistband of her shorts, through the sparse hair to focus on her...clit. She was surprised at how wet she was as her finger slid between her lips, delving into the satiny liquid, dragging it slowly up over her clit. She realized that she really wanted to cum, hard and now. No lingering build up, just rub her clit fast and hard, her head went back and her body tensed. Her breasts shook with the shudders of. .." "Not good enough, asshole." Tears were flowing from her eyes, trailing dark mascara lines over her cheeks. "Bye." She got up and stormed past me for the bedroom door. "Zoey!" I tried to stop her. She spun on me. "You know, I thought you were different," she said. "I thought I was really falling in love with you. But you're just a player like every other guy. You don't give a shit about me. Well, I hope these putas make you happy, because that's all you're ever going to get." "But-" I. ” She smiled and laughed. I blushed and thanked her. I wondered if she could see that huge hard on in my pants. She asked if I wanted to spend the night at their house.Her husband was going out of town and she said that she AND varun would love to have me stay over. I said sure. She said she would call my mom and ask her if it was okay. I wondered if she had had some reason for asking me to stay.I thought that she would take me to her bed and let me fuck her all night. She came back at 11 after. ”“Be calm.”“I am calm,” Logan mentally growled back at Coyote.“Oh? Then why are images of you beating this man into a paste spilling all over your thoughts?”Logan glanced over at De Sade. He was a small man, with a slight build, narrow shoulders, and a thick head of dark hair. His clothes, and the harem mark on his cheek, marked him as a damned soul of unprecedented privilege. It was the first time Logan had ever, on Earth or in Hell, encountered the casual decadence of the truly.