You Know Me

He pulled out and turned her over onto her back and threw her legs over his shoulders before ramming into her again on his knees. God, she still had the blindfold on!

“Rub your clit, Marie.” He ordered as he spread her thighs a bit more so that her knees were draped over his elbows and he had an uninterrupted view of where their bodies were joined.

She reached for the blindfold and he stopped her. “Do it. Leave the blindfold on and do as I say or I’ll spank your ass.”

When she hesitated he delivered a stinging slap to her ass and she tentatively touched herself, rubbing her clit in a circular motion. He watched her face as her bottom lip disappeared between her teeth. She was enjoying this a great deal, he knew. Being dominated allowed her to get past her shyness by being “made” to do what she really wanted. It completely swept aside her inhibitions and let her be free to enjoy doing what she truly wanted.

He watched for a few moments, enjoying the sight as she rubbed her fingers over her clit in continuous circles, stopping occasionally to scissor it between her fingers, pinching it gently and bucking her hips. The sound coming from her was one of the sweetest things he’d ever heard. A low “mmmmm” that she didn’t even seem to realized that she was making thrummed through her body. She would turn her head every so often to one side and tighten her thighs against his arms as if she were urging herself closer to orgasm.

Logan reached into the open bedside drawer and collected the bright pink jelly dildo and ran the head over her clit and down to thrust it inside of her pussy, filling both holes simultaneously as he rammed his cock once again into her ass.

Marie’s back arched from the bed as her fingers gripped the sheets. “Who told you could you stop fingering yourself, little girl? You want to be spanked again?” Logan growled as he stroked his free hand over the pinkened cheek of her ass.

“Yes, Master, spank me!” She cried out as she rammed her feet toward the mattress driving her hips against his, nearing an orgasm of monumental proportions.

Logan used his bare hand to land several sharp swats on her ass and released the dildo to stroke her clit, pinching it hard until her body stiffened beneath him.

“Oh! Oh! Oh! Loooooooooggggaaaaaannnnnnnn!!” She gasped, straining against him. “Oh, God!!!!”

Logan removed her dildo from her pussy and eased out of her ass, whipping off the condom that he’s used to protect himself and then rammed his cock home into her dripping wet sheath, bringing himself quickly to completion in just a few sharp strokes, emptying himself inside of her with a feral growl that shook the bed.

Catching his breath, Logan lowered himself on the bed next to her and pulled her into his arms.

Marie breathed slowly, shoving the blindfold from her face and trying desperately to calm her still trembling body. She felt as if she were shaking at her very core, her stomach set on “vibrate”. She had known that sex with Logan would be wonderful, simply from the few protected touches they had shared combined with his memories and the love she felt for him, but nothing had prepared her for the mind blowing intensity of actually doing it. She had a feeling that no other man would EVER be able to compete with him in bed any more than they ever could for her heart.

“I don’t think you’ll evah have to worry about anyone else touchin’ me, Sugah. I think you’ve just spoiled me for other men forevah.” She grinned sleepily.

“I meant what I said, Marie. You’d better never let another man touch you. I’d kill him if you did.” He growled possessively, pulling her closer. “You’re mine.”

“And you’re mine, Sugah, don’t ever forget that.” She sighed contentedly. “I need to get one of those jumpers from the closet to sleep in, but I don’t want to move.”

“Neither do I. I think we’re both about done in.” He yawned before making himself get up. “Where are they?”

“In the back, on the other side of my uniforms.” She yawned in return and sat up on the edge of the bed.

~Rogue, we need you. Amy is having trouble and is asking for you. Could you please come to my office?~

Marie sighed deeply as she rose from the bed and walked into the closet behind Logan. “The Professor just asked me to come to his office, Amy is having trouble and asked for me.”
“What?! At this hour?” He frowned. Then it occurred to him that he hadn’t a clue what time it was. “What time is it anyway?”

Marie cast a bleary eyed glance over her shoulder to the clock radio next to the bed which read 0742. “It’s almost eight, Sugah. Breakfast time around here and I’m normally up with the chickens, which you know perfectly well. The Professor isn’t out of line calling me, especially if a student is having trouble. I have to go.”

“I know.” He sighed and hung the silk cat suit back on the closet rod. “truth be known, I’m starving anyway. I’ll grab us some breakfast and meet you back here. We can have a bite and then get some sleep.”

“That sounds wonderful, darlin’. I hope that this won’t take too long.” She selected a t-shirt and jeans from the closet and stepped out into the bedroom before crossing the room to grab underwear from the dresser. She nearly tripped over the bag that Logan had left in the middle of the floor and bent to pick it up, noticing the contents. “Good, God, Logan!”

He chuckled when he saw the look on her face. “I have my toys too, Marie.”

“And what exactly were you planning to do with this?” She asked as she pulled something out of the bag that she couldn’t even identify. “It looks like a butt plug, but what’s all this hair on it?”

“Well, darlin’, that’s meant to emulate a tail. It’s also handy to use to adjust it and to give a tug on, creating pressure.” He explained as he took the item from her and stuffed it back into the bag, which he tossed into the closet. “Later, baby. For now, Chuck is waiting.”

She tied her hair up and jumped into the shower very quickly to wash the smell of sex from her skin. She just couldn’t face the Professor after the way they had spent the night without the benefit of a shower. She picked up the phone and dialed the intercom to the Professor’s office.

“Yes, Rogue?” The Professor’s silky voice replied when he picked up.

“I’ll be down in just a few minutes, Professor. I just need to get myself together.” She explained as she grimaced at Logan. “I won’t be long.”

“Thank you, Rogue, and please pass on my apologies to Logan. I know that I promised not to disturb either of you today, but I felt that you would understand given the help you’d given Amy yesterday.”

“It’s fine, Professor. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

She placed the phone back on the cradle and headed into the shower. She was quicker than she could ever recall being in there and was dressed just a quickly. She was genuinely concerned about Amy.

Logan led her down the stairs and dropped a quick kiss on her lips outside of Xavier’s office before heading for the kitchen. “See you soon, Darlin’.”

Marie tapped lightly on the paneled door leading to the Professor’s office before opening it and letting herself in. It appeared that the Professor was alone in the room, but she sensed the presence of another in the room.

“Hello, Amy.” Marie smiled as she sat down on the sofa in the corner of the office and leaned back to get comfortable having the feeling that she was going to be there for a while. “I’m sorry it took me so long to get down here this morning, but I’ve been up all night, just like I bet you were.”

The shelves of books on the opposite side of the room shimmered and shifted in the shape of a 4’10” , green eyed girl of twelve with lovely red ringlets that fell just past her shoulders. “I’m sorry, Rogue, but I hate it here.” She whimpered as tears spilled down her cheeks. “I want to go home.”

Marie smiled sympathetically and pat the leather cushion next to her. “Why don’t you come on over here and tell me about home?”