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to the Super Bowl?" I asked bombarding him with an endless string of questions.
    Logic simply laughed. "Okay stop. I don't even begin to know where to start answering all of that. So I'm not going to even try. You can Google me later. But right now, your man has something else for you to do."
    "Oh yeah and what is that?" I asked as I watched Logic methodically, slow stroke his shaft until it was good and hard.
    "You can do whatever you want to do, just as long as it involves this."
    A sweet an innocent smile crept over my face as my hands replaced Logic's on his swollen dick. Realizing that this was in fact the best Christmas I ever had, I said, "Merry Christmas Santa."
    "HO, HO, HO! Logic groaned as his gigantic candy cane slowly disappeared in my mouth.

Chapter 8
     
    It's funny how what seems like the worst experience in life can become the very best thing that's ever happened to you. As I watched Logic Hart, the super star Running Back for the Nevada Kings lie next to me in bed I couldn't believe that this was my life. A part of me was convinced that I actually died in that damn car accident on Christmas Eve and went to heaven. Handsome, sexy, rich and swinging a baseball bat for a dick, I could not wrap my mind around the fact that this gorgeous man was my boyfriend.
    Sure I get that I'm the rebound chick, but so fuckin what? If this is what it feels like to be loved by a man on the rebound then so be it. I know that I promised myself that I wouldn't fall too hard, too fast for this man, but damn. He is fuckin incredible. I'm addicted to everything about him. Just the sound of his voice makes my koochie clap and my panties wet in anticipation of what's to come. I must shamelessly admit that I'm a fanatic of his dick, his mouth and don't even get me started on that slow hand screw that he's perfected and patented.
    So, now what? How does the rebound girl become the woman of such a delicious piece of succulent chocolate like this? Simple she finds a way to not fuck it up. “He pursued you Toy. It wasn't the other way around. He wanted it to be about more than sex. And he's the one that just shamelessly showered you with enough gifts to fill an upscale boutique; gifts which you haven't even bothered to open.”
    Sure, they're gifts he bought for her silly ass. So what? I'm not turning down a 650 SL Benz. Fuck that! My heart stopped the second we pulled up in front of his humongous Baltimore mansion. I laid eyes on the car of my dreams with that big ass red bow and I almost came. It was parked in the semicircle in front of his home with a tag that simply said Merry Christmas Baby. I decided right that second that I was his Baby from that moment on. Fuck her and fuck that rebound chick bullshit. From where I'm laying, staring at Logic's fine, nude, German chocolate frame, I'm his chick; not the rebound chick, nor the dumb ass trick that use to suck that delicious dick. This is my man and nobody is going to fuck that up, not even me.
    “You're doing it again Zatoya.” Logic's deep, sultry voice complained.
    “What?” I asked innocently, although I knew exactly what he was talking about.
    “You know what I'm talking about. Stop staring at me. You're going to make me self conscious if you keep that bullshit up.”
    “I wasn't staring at you.”
    “Yes you were. I can feel your eyes scanning me, like lasers. So stop.”
    “I'm sorry. I can't believe this is real.”
    Logic rolled on his back and pulled me on top of him. “Does this feel real?” He grinned.
    “Yeah it feels pretty real. It feels real hard.” I giggled.
    “It gets that way every single time I see you smile.” He replied as he leaned in for a kiss.
    I allowed him to sample my lips as my hands reached down to stroke the only snake that I could ever love or tame. Instantly, as if by magic, it responded to my slow precise stroke and grew and grew until it doubled in size, right in my hands.
    “Woman you are wearing me the fuck out, but I love