Logan Nash

My fingers clack an angry tune against the keys as I stew in the newfound silence, seething beneath the surface and licking the wounds of my damaged pride after The Army Barbie had stomped on my ego with her little black combat boots..

That beautiful bitchy Barbie and her smart little mouth.. I swear If I never had to see that insufferably intoxicating woman again even that would still be too soon..

Then again, it seems she is irresistibly inescapable and I find myself living for the moment that I get to be driven insane by her powerful presence and testing nature..

She might as well have daggered me with the steely stab of her rejection but somehow that doesn't make her any less tempting to me.. If anything, it only makes me want her more..
Goddamnit.. I want her so bad it physically hurts.. My chest tightens with anger and my balls ache with desire..

When I close my eyes all I can picture is her voluptuous naked figure writhing beneath me, the kiss of her sweet lips and the glide of her soft skin sliding against mine.. I sit entranced as I recall the silken sensation of my hands caressing her curves and pretty soon I'm rock-hard at the enticing memory of her tight pussy clenching in crashing waves around me as she came all over my cock..

I'm none too proud of the thirsty thoughts of being buried balls deep in her hot cunt, but they haze my head and make it impossible for me to focus on my work, dragging me down into a lusty fog.. A primal urge consumes me, driven mad by my need to vent the pent up frustration Shelby ignites in me..

I can't help it that the tiny Army Barbie makes me so irritated.. And so fucking horny..

Pushing back from the desk my hand travels down to the buckle of my belt, unbuttoning my jeans with haste to fist my throbbing shaft in a smooth pistoning motion..

My head lolls forward and the tension in my shoulders unravels as my eyes drift closed to revel in the fleeting feelings of pleasure, imagining her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking and salivating..

My breath restricts and my muscles start to buzz with tension as the fantasy unfurls; Shelby on her knees, giving into me..

Shit, she's so fucking hot.. So fucking fiesty..
So damn fuckable..

I torture myself to a swift rhythm, jerking and pulling, grunting and huffing to thoughts of sunshine blond satin strands splayed over sweaty flesh.. The bounce of her ample tits, jiggling in temptation as she took a hard dicking from behind, all the while moaning my name..
I drown in dreams of her shapely form, twisting and undulating and the way she'd grit her teeth as she came, trying and failing to keep herself quiet.. Losing myself deeper into the reverie my movement becomes frantic, growing needy and less restrained by the second.. My blood burns hot in my veins as I piston and pump like a machine.. Faster...And harder.. more.. And more..

Closer and closer to that euphoric edge..

-KNOCK-KNOCK-

"Logan..I know you're busy right now, but-" A redundant knock and a meek peep at the door shatters the sweet relief of my solitude and I look up to see Shelby standing there with an apprehensive expression, not realising the animalistic moment of self gratification she'd intruded upon until it's too late for her to unsee it.. I jerk out of my trance and relinquish the hold on my cock as her curious gaze drifts downward before she squeaks in surprise.. "Oh my God!"

There is no sense in trying to pretend she didn't catch me thinking about her so instead of ducking in shame I smirk at her unabashed as if she were the one in the wrong..

After all, she kinda is, marching back in here unannounced..

A long groan of frustration rumbles in my throat as I lean back in my chair to allow her a full view.. Shelby remains glued to the spot and seems unable to peel her eyes away from me.. "You got some habit of pushing ya luck, Barbie. See something you like?"

"No-" Ignoring my obvious wishes to be left alone she steps into my space, suffocating me with her sugary scent that does nothing to douse the fire in my loins.. "I just really need to talk to you.. But I can-uhh- give you a minute to finish up-" She fumbles, half turning away yet not averting her gaze..

"The mood is kinda ruined now.." I chuckle, zipping up my jeans.. "Unless you wanna finish it off for me-"

"No, thanks.." She replies a little too quickly and with a strange amount of uncertainty, almost as though she were actually trying to convince herself and not me. "I'm not here for that.."

"Relax, I was fucking with you.." I retort.. "What are you here for then, Beauty Queen? Come to test my patience a little more?"

"Kind of-" She smoothes her hands down the front of her shirt nervously, preparing herself to say whatever it is she had returned for.. "I know you're upset with me, but, there's been some kind of security breach at Specter and it sounds serious-"

"So?" I scoff in dry amusement, blowing out an inpatient breath, adjusting my posture to one more comfortable..

"So? Don't you care about what will happen to Iris's agents if this information gets into the wrong hands?" She takes another step closer and I grip the edge of the desk to bring myself back from the brink of an enraged outburst.. "Don't you care about what will happen to me if I get burned? Every black-ops bastard from here to Strysakstan will have my name on his hit list, Logan, they'll kill me.."

The flutter of her thick lashes and the swell of her heaving chest have their desired effect in distracting me from my self righteous irritation, but her feminine charms do nothing to sway my decision.. How fucking pathetic this woman must think I am that she'd believe I could fall for something so blinding obviously... For a second time..

Fool me once, shame on me.. Fool me twice, fuck that cold hearted bitch!

Sure, I want Shelby, but not enough to toss my pride out the window or the expense of my own dignity to become her lacky..

"Unbelievable.." I mutter, scrubbing an exasperated hand down my face while I shake my head at her.. "You got more nerve than Carter's got Liver Pills, comin' back here askin' favours of me!"

"I- What does that even mean?" She frowns with her adorable nose wrinkled up in confusion..

"It means no." I reply bluntly.. "My answer is no, Shelby, I won't help, so you can just turn around and walk your pretty little ass the hell outta here.."

"I'm not leaving, Logan.." Instead of taking the hint, Shelby blinks at me expectantly.. "What is it gonna take for you to do the right thing?"

"I am doing the right thing, Shelby.. For me.. Believe it or not, the world don't revolve around you.." I know that it's cruel for me to dismiss her unfortunate circumstances, but I have to consider the risk.. I have already given her so much leadway and entangling my life and my niece's life to hers any farther could have dire consequences.. I know the kind of company a mercenary like Shelby keeps and it ain't savory.. "Your problems are just that, Beauty Queen- your fucking problems.. I ain't here to solve 'em.. As far as I'm concerned you ain't worth half the hassle you cause.."

Shelby folds her arms and narrows her scrutinising stare.. "For once could you just stop being so pigheaded about everything!"

"If considering the consequences of my actions makes me pigheaded, then-Snnrt!" I snort like a barnyard animal and shrug, unbothered by her insult.. "I already told ya, Sweetheart, my services aren't for sale to your sort.. I don't work for you and I don't work for Iris.. Never have, never will.."

"If this is your way for punishing me because I won't sleep with you again-"

Okay.. Now I'm pissed..
I mean, maybe in part she is on to me, but my objections to her request run so much deeper and she fucking knows it..

"Oh please!" I scoff.. "Between the two of us, I ain't the petty one, Barbie.."

Shelby rolls her eyes.. "Well that's not how it looks from here, maybe if you'd just climb down off your high horse-"

"You wanna know how it looks to me?" I push up to my feet to own the space.. My fucking space.. My office is supposed to be my sanctuary and here she stands, once again trying to take control of my life.. "I'll tell ya, Beauty Queen.. It looks like you'll do just about anything to get your way, even if it means climbing on my dick to have it.."

"That isn't true.. I didn't climb on you to get anything!" Her cheeks turn pink.. "Is that what you really think?"

"Then why? Why did you do it?" I press my palms to the desktop and lean forward..

In an uncharacteristically timid movement, Shelby retreats, taking a small step back.."I don't know.."

"Sure." I take advantage of the shift in power, stepping out from behind the desk to approach her.. "Just admit it, you used me, Shelby.. Just like you're tryna do right now.."

She tilts her chin to glare up at me with fire in her eyes, her defiance returning with a vengeance.. "We used each other.."

"Now, that's a damn lie and you know it.." I shake my head at her.. "You'll have to do better.."

"It wasn't supposed to be this way, Logan." I can see the shiver of tension roll down her spine and hear the waver of uncertainty in her voice.. "I just wanted- I wanted us to be friends."

"But we're not friends, Barbie.. We ain't anything, you said it yourself.." With only a few inches of separation she refuses to look away as our standoff intensifies and the air crackles with energy.. "So where the hell do you get off, waltzing in here looking for my help when you can't even admit the truth?"

"What truth?" Reaching up to flick her long blonde ponytail back over her shoulder she asserts a confidence that doesn't quite convince me..

So I lean down and lower my voice to utter to mocking words into her ear.. "That you want to fuck me.."

"I do not!" She shoves at my chest and I chuckle at her sudden objection..

"Yeah, ya do.." I smile.. "I know you're trynna fight it, but you want me, Shelby.. What I don't get is why it's so hard for you to admit it.. Am I really that repulsive to you?"

"Repulsive? No.." She looks me up and down..
"Reprehensible.. Yes.."

"I think you like a little disrespect, Sargent.. At least, you did the other night.."

"You know what-" Shelby's expression turns cloy and cruel.. "I did want to fuck you, Logan.. Because for a second there I thought maybe there was more to you than this stubborn, selfish asshole.. But clearly I was wrong.. "

"You weren't wrong.. But you still wanna fuck.. That's what's got your panties all twisted up.. I'm a real jerk, and that gets you wet.."

"Ugh.." She huffs.. "So arrogant.."

"Yeah-huh.." I hum..

"You're really not going to help me?" She sighs, folding her arms as if to protect herself..

"Well, that depends, what's in it for me?" I tease and her eyes burn bright at the challenge..

"What do you want?" She bats her lashes as she pushes the door closed behind her..

"I want the same thing you want.." I grin, nodding over her shoulder.. "For you to lock that door and bend over my desk, Barbie.."

Shelby Snickers with the lick of her lips, relenting to the desire that consumes us both.. "Oh, is that what you think I want?"

I smirk.. "I know it is.."

She tilts her chin up and lifts her hands to press against my chest as the pace of my pulse accelerates with excitement.. "Then why don't you beg, Logan? Go on, beg me to bend over."