Max can't control herself.

“What happened in there?” Logan repeated.

Max twisted in her seat and pressed her head against the cold car door window and let out a sigh. What was she supposed to say, he must have heard her though his headset and he wasn't an idiot. Did he really want to know the truth, did he want to know that they had fucked her or how good it had felt. That even now just thinking about it was making her flush.

“Nothing,” Max lied, still staring out the window at the buildings flying by. “They wanted a show, so I gave them one. When they wanted more I took off.” It was a believable lie, at least she thought so.

The car slowed and Logan reached out, putting a hand on her shoulder. “I'm sorry, I should of never of sent you in there.”

The simple touch was more than enough to break whatever self control Max had left. Unable to stop herself, she spun towards him in a blur of motion and practically leaped off her seat towards him.

Max lips sealed over his and with a lust filled moan she **** her tongue into his mouth. The car served violently to the left, its tires skidding loudly over the wet asphalt before Logan managed to pull off into a deserted alley.

She was on him in an instant, slinking across the seat and onto his lap, her lips never once leaving his. Logan's hands went to her waist before cupping her face, he murmured something but Max ignored him and deepened the kiss. She had wanted this since she had first broke into his penthouse, she needed this, she needed to be in control. He would over think this, ruin the moment and she couldn't have that.

“Max what are you- ahh,” Logan, still partially in shock protested between her frantic kisses only to be stopped when Max's hand reached down between his legs and grabbed his already rock hard cock.

Max's eyes lit up and her legs trembled with the thought of him inside her. The entire time he had been listening to her over her head set, the sounds of her getting fucked by another man had made him hard.

“Max?” Logan blinked rapidly between groans and her grin widened. Logan barely knew what was happening, her hands were everywhere pulling at his cloth, her lips kissing and licking every inch of flesh she could reach. **** needy movements like she was a caged animal.

“Shutup,” she moaned before closing the distance again with a smothering kiss, her hand plunging deep into his pants to wrap around him. He kissed her back groaning into her mouth feeling the skin to skin contact of her hand.

“Wantedthissolong,” Max mumbled between kisses, her body grinding against his. Her pants suddenly feeling to tight. She leaned back, the back of her head pressing against the roof of the car and lifted herself off him, jumping in shock when her behind pushed against the steering wheel' horn.

It made her laugh, her face lightning up once again. Despite the **** she had been telling the truth, she had wanted this, she had dreamed of this.

Licking her lips at the sight of him just below her she reached for her own pants. Her zipper flew down and she tugged down the last barrier between them. With the cat like flexibility gifted to her by Manticore she managed to pull free of her pants.

The car honked again as she slid her ass off the steering wheel. With one hand wrapped firmly around Logan's cock she impaled herself onto him. Her hips flexed and her entire body convulsed around him. Letting out a screaming groan before bending down to kiss him again. There moans muffled into each other's mouths. She rolled her hips, thrusting up and down on his cock, her hands in hair, his hands digging into her bare ass helping her guide her movements on top of him.

“Fuuck!” Logan cried out when she finally broke off the kiss for air. He watched her face in awe as she rode him. Her eyes closed mouth agape, small short breaths, moans coming from her swollen lips with every movement of her hips.

“God Logan,” she cried out and buried her head into the crook of his shoulder. He could feel her entire body trembling he movements becoming faster more spastic.

It started as a soft moan, then her whole body shook, a small vibration coming from her chest until he could feel it over her entire body, then her moan went soft and for a second Logan thought he heard her purr before she screamed out his name her hips jerking down onto him. Her pussy contracting around his cock, squeezing him tightly inside her. It was more than enough to send him over the edge.

Max's eyes rolled back, her muscles contracting wildly. She shook and cried out as her orgasm violently washed over her. The feline grace that made all her movements so fluid and graceful was lost in the frantic lust, she cried out again feeling Logan twitch inside her, her body awkwardly forcing itself to continue pumping up and down on his dick until she was too weak to move.

Exhausted she sank down onto his lap; her head resting on his chest, small tremors still racking her body she tried to catch her breath. Logan's own breathing mirroring her own his arms still holding her close. Wordlessly they sat there, still intimately joined, nothing but their heavy breaths breaking the silence as they both waited for the other to make the first move.