Extra 01 – The Prisoner (Part 1)

Missy wasn't sure what had woken her up.

Maybe it was the cool breeze outside, coming in through the half-open window. Perhaps it was her husband's strong, warm body pressed against her. Or maybe the baby monitor had made some random sound that had woken her up...

Damn it, who was she trying to kid? She knew very well what had woken her up: frustration.

She missed sex. Much. Almost maddeningly, in fact.

Twisting around in his muscular arms until she was face to face with him, Missy stared at the man she loved with a mixture of irritation and despair. Logan was still sound asleep, his arms tight around her waist, his chest bare and his pajama bottoms hanging just below the V-shaped path of his crotch... And for a minute, she actually considered attacking- it right there. How long would it take for him to wake up, when she started pulling his pants down just enough to free his cock and then place it in her eager pussy? Probably not much. But she could at least enjoy a little while befor