Toy's Story (10 page)

I
slowly
crawled
across
the
bed
and
sat
on
his
flat,
well
toned
abs
and
waited
for
further
instructions.
 
It
was
easy
to
tell
that
Logic
liked
being
the
man
in
the
relationship
and
I
was
quickly
learning
that
I
had
to
allow
him
to
take
charge.
 
Accustomed
to
making
my
own
decisions
it
wasn't
easy
for
me
to
relinquish
control,
especially
when
it
comes
to
making
love.
 
I
wanted
what
I
wanted,
when
I
wanted
it
and
how
I
wanted
it.
 
Those
were
the
rules,
those
were
my
terms
and
that
was
not
negotiable.

He
smiled
as
he
watched
me
patiently
await
his
next
command.
"This
isn't
easy
for
you
is
it?"

"What?"
 
I
asked,
though
I
knew
exactly
what
he
was
talking
about."

"Trusting
someone
else
with
your
happiness
, your satisfaction,
and
your
gratification."

"No,
not
really."
I
simply
responded.

"Then
why
are
you
doing
it?"

I
hesitated.
"Because
it's
important
to
you.
 
And
that
makes
it
important
to
me."

"Do
you
want
me?"

"Yes."

"Then
show
me."
He
said
as
he
lay
back
on
the
bed.

"What
do
you
want
me
to
do?
”

"Whatever
you
want
to
do...
 
It's
your
turn
to
be
in
control.
 
That's
what
a
relationship
is
all
about-
give
and
take,
sacrifice
and
compromise.
Do
you
think
you
can
do
that?
”

"Yes."

He
smiled.
"Great,
then
tell
me
how
you
like
it
so
that
I
can
please
you."

"Be
still."
 
I
replied
as
I
stuck
my
hand
in
his
boxer
briefs
and
begin
to
massage
his
nature
until
it
completely
stiffened
in
my
hands.

His
eyes
were
closed,
but
I
could
tell
he
enjoyed
every
single
stroke.
Reaching
for
the
condom
I
continued
to
pleasure
him
with
my
hand
as
I
expertly
placed
the
condom
on
his
engorged,
hard,
nature.
Without
a
word
I
mounted
him,
gasping
as
he
entered
me.
Logic
was
thick
and
long
and
exactly
how
I
loved
it.
 
His
big
strong
hands
encircled
my
waist
as
I
methodically
bounced
up
and
down
and
rocked
back
and
forth
until
we
were
both
inches
away
from
nirvana.

"Okay,
I'll
take
it
from
here
.”
H
e
announced
as
he
quickly
flipped
me
on
my
back
and
tossed
my
legs
over
his
shoulder
s
.

Logic
’
s
huge
dick
sank
deep
i
n
to
me
filling
me
completely.
 
He
started
off
with
slow,
long,
even
strokes
that
sent
ripples
of
sensual
pleasure
and
sweet
pain
through
every
cell
of
my
body.
 
As
his
stroke
grew
quicker
and
less
controlled
I
knew
that
he
was
quickly
approaching
relief.
 
Strategically
isolating
my
vaginal
muscles
I
contracted
and
released
at
just
the
precise
moment
to
heighten
both
our
pleasures.

"Oh
shit...
That
feels
good."
Logic
groaned
as
he
enjoyed
each
and
every
contraction.
 
I
hope
you're
ready
because
I'm
not
going
to
be
able
to
hold
it
much
longer."

"Yes.
 
I'm
ready."
 
I
nodded
as
I
felt
my
own
orgasm
rushing
over
me
like
a
raging
river,
as
he
feverishly
rubbed
my
swollen
clit.

"Oh
FUCK!"
 
Logic
moaned
as
he
pumped
harder
in
an
effort
to
break
my
back
as
he
released
hard
and
fast.

But
I
didn't
mind
because
my
orgasm
came
two
strokes
behind
his.
 
And
although
he
started
first,
we
finished
together.
 
Exhausted,
sweaty
and
hot
we
collapsed
in
each
others
arms,
cuddled
and
enjoyed
the
afterglow
that
only
comes
from
good,
toe
cracking
sex.

Logic
and
I
lay
quietly
in
each
others
arms
for
the
bulk
of
the
remainder
of
the
ride
home.
 
Logic
was
so
quiet
that
I
thought
he
had
fallen
asleep.
 
The
events
of
the
day
ran
through
my
mind
like
an
Olympic
track
star.
 
So
much
had
happened,
some
of
it
bad
and
some
of
it
really
good.
 

I
just
wasn't
one
hundred
percent
certain
that
my
hookup
with
Logic
would
prove
to
be
a
good
thing.
 
Don't
get
me
wrong,
the
sex
was
phenomenal,
but
if
we
put
everything
in
perspective
I'm
just
the
rebound
chick.
 
The
thought
of
that
frightened
me.
 
I
like
this
man.
 
In
fact
I
like
him
a
lot.
 
As
I
quickly
begin
to
unravel,
realizing
that
probably,
none
of
the
things
that
he
said
or
I
felt
were
truly
real
an
interior
light
in
the
limo
bounced
off
the
Tiffany
engagement
ring
that
was
still
on
my
finger.

"Oh
my
God!
” 
I
gasped.

"What's
wrong?"
A
startled
Logic
stirred
and
asked.

"I
still
have
on
your
ring.
 
I
am
so
sorry.
 
We
forgot
all
about
it."

"Oh,
I
thought
you
saw
another
reindeer."
 
He
chuckl
ed
as
he
laid
back,
closed
his
eyes
and
went
back
to
sleep
or
whatever
the
hell
he
was
doing.

"Did
you
forget
I
had
it?"

"No,
not
really."
 
He
nonchalantly
replied.

"So,
why
didn't
you
just
ask
for
it
back?"
 
I
asked
confused.

"Probably,
because
I
didn't
want
it
back."

"What?"
 
I
don't
understand."

"I
want
you
to
hold
on
to
it."

"Oh
my
God!
Here
comes
the
crazy
ass
shit.
 
I
knew
this
was
too
damn
good
to
be
true."
 
I
said
as
I
looked
for
my
bra
and
panties
and
quickly
put
them
on.

"What?
 
What
are
you
talking
about
and
where
are
you
going?"
 
Logic
laughed.

"You!
 
I'm
talking
about
you!"
 
I
snor
ted.
 
"We
just
met
and
you're
giving
me
an
engagement
ring.
 
So
what,
I
guess
now
that
we
had
sex
we're
engaged
or
some
crazy
ass
shit?"

Logic
laughed
even
harder.
 
"
Toy, w
ill
you
just
calm
down
and
listen.
 
You
didn't
let
me
finish.
 
I
can
explain
if
you
let
me."

"Okay,
go
ahead.
 
This
is
going
to
be
a
good
one."

"I
want
you
to
hold
on
to
the
ring
not
as
an
engagement
ring,
but
as
sort
of
a
promise
ring."

"A
promise
ring?
 
A
five
hundred
fuckin
thousand
dollar
promise
ring,
seriously!
 
And
you
don't
see
how
that's
even
worse."

"No
as
a
matter
of
fact
I
don't."

"Oh
my
God!
 
Where
are
we?
 
Are
we
even
going
to
DC?"

Realizing
that
I
was
understandably
upset
and
quickly
unraveling
like
a
second
hand,
crocheted
bikini,
Logic
rolled
over
and
pressed
one
of
the
buttons
on
the
console
of
the
headboard.
"Tracey..."

"Yes,
Mr.
Hart?"
Tracey
responded
over
the
intercom.

"How
far
are
we
from
Washington,
DC?"

"Roughly
eighty
miles,
sir."

"Thanks."

"Has
our
destination
changed,
sir?"

"I'm
not
sure.
 
Let
me
check
with
Ms.
Waters.
 
I'll
let
you
know
in
a
few."

"So,
Ms.
Zatoya
Waters...
 
Has
our
destination
changed?"

"Logic,
please
tell
me
that
you're
not
some
psychopath
taking
me
somewhere
to
kill
me
and
make
a
dress
out
of
my
skin."

Logic
laughed,
"What
the
hell?
 
Are
you
serious?"

"It's
not
funny.
It
happens."

"Okay,
okay...
Look,
I
promise
that
I'm
not
psychotic,
I'm
not
going
to
kill
you
and
I
assure you that I
have
no
need
of
a
dress
of
any
kind.
 
And
most
of
all
I
promise
that
I'd
never
intentionally
hurt
you
, Toy
.
That's
why
I
said
think
of
it
as
a
promise
ring."

"I
still
don't
get
it."

"From
the
moment
I
approached
you,
you've
been
skeptical
of
me.
 
But
the
second
I
showed
you
that
ring,
it
somehow
seemed
to
validate
everything
I
said
and
you
instantly
relaxed
and
let
me
in.
 
Toy,
I
trust
you
with
the
ring.
 
I
just
wanted
you
to
trust
me
with
you."