Sophia's Pov
The harem of women vanished overnight. There was no more high pitched moans echoing around the hallways, no bare ass bimbos strutting through the living room.
There was no s*x happening on the kitchen counters while I pretended to do my job.
Suddenly the person they were giving their attention was me.
It started a little subtle and then it escalated quickly.
I was wiping down the marble countertop, ass up a bit when Logan stepped close behind me. He was in baggy shorts, his thick heavy c**k, which was always half hard dragged along my thighs.
"Sorry, sweetheart," he murmured, not sorry at all by the looks on his face. That manly scent of his hitting me so hard a fresh gush soaked my lace panties.
"It's okay..." I stammered, my asshole winking around nothing as my
