You Know Me

Logan’s nostrils flared and his brows arched as he cast her one last glance in the mirror before dropping to his knees behind her, letting the paddle clatter to the floor in his haste to taste her. He landed an open handed slap on her ass to stop her hips rocking. “Stop that, you don’t get to ease yourself, that’s my job. Spread your legs.“

His hands spread the reddened cheeks of her ass as he buried his face in her pussy, licking and biting, his tongue surging into her over and over again, torturing her so delightfully.

Marie caught her own eye in the mirror and found herself fascinated with the look on her face when Logan at last bit down on her clit and drew forth a screaming orgasm from her body. Her brows knit together in a pseudo frown and her mouth opened as if in a silent scream, gasping for air that wouldn’t come as he wracked her body with pleasure.

Her arms collapsed underneath her and she rested her forehead against the icy tile as Logan stopped his assault on her momentarily. She felt him stand up behind her and heard the clinking of his belt and the sliding of his zipper as he opened his pants.

Once again, her mouth fell open and her lungs ceased to function as Logan slid his thick length slowly into her, pausing just inside for a split second before surging in to the hilt.

His hand slid up her spine into her hair, grasping it as he held her down on the counter top, his hips driving relentlessly against hers, his flesh pounding into her body without mercy.

“Touch yourself.” He ordered as he ground his body against hers, barely moving, just that short stroked in and out hip rolling rhythm that drove her mad as he pounded her g-spot over and over again.

Marie pressed her fingers to her clit as he bade her and pushed back against his cock as he drove into her. “Oh God, Logan!” She gasped as her very being seemed to splinter into a million pieces as tidal wave of orgasm washed over her.

A feral growl that Marie literally felt vibrate though her body erupted from Logan as he climaxed violently inside of her. She shivered with another climax as she felt Logan’s semen surge hotly inside of her and he collapsed against her back, his breath hot upon her neck.

Marie smiled lazily against the cold tile feeling utterly replete as she gasped to catch her breath. This wasn’t over, but she would have been perfectly happy if it had been. Logan left her feeling as if she were the most satisfied woman on earth each time they made love.

After a moment, once her heartbeat had slowed down and her breathing had returned to normal she lifted herself from the countertop and stepped away from Logan, leading the way into the bedroom.

She stood next to the bed and waiting for him. When he stopped in front of her she slid her hands up his chest and into his hair, grasping it to pull him down to her.

Logan’s teeth captured her lower lip, grazing it before he opened his lips to her, allowing his tongue to trace over the surface her of her teeth. Marie nipped playfully at his tongue before opening to him, tasting her own essence in his mouth. She sucked hard at his tongue before pulling away and retaining her grasp on his hair.

She sank onto the edge of the bed, pulling him with her, a determined look in her eye. “Eat me.”


He lifted a brow as she released his hair and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs and raising her knees, placing her feet on the edge of the mattress.

When he didn’t comply she raised herself on her elbows. “Now.”

She sat up, her knees still spread wide and grasped a handful of his hair, forcing his face down to her crotch. “Do as I said.”

Logan smiled and ran his tongue up her slit from her ass up to her clit and sucked hard on the little bud. Marie retained her grip on his hair as he nibbled and bit the knot of nerves making her wiggle against his face, beautiful moans coming from somewhere deep in her chest as she unconsciously dug her heels into his shoulder blades, her toes curling against his back.

That she was finally comfortable enough to take the initiative in the bedroom was enough for Logan to be giving himself a mental, “Hell yeah!” She’d always been an assertive young woman in so many ways, but when it came to enjoying being a woman, she’d stifled every instinct she had as a means of self protection. He could literally dance a jig knowing that she’d broken out of her shell and discovered that it was perfectly acceptable to take what she wanted, especially when it came to him.

Logan slid two fingers inside of her and stroked that spot that he knew would drive her wild. He knew he’d hit it perfectly when her hips shot up off the bed and a keening wail came from her lips. He slid his other hand around her hip and placed it flat on her stomach, holding her down on the bed when she began to float off of the mattress. This new power of hers certainly was going to prove to be an interesting obstacle to overcome.

Marie felt so decadent with Logan lapping so expertly between her thighs. Luscious sensations ebbed through her body, teasing her skin and leaving her feeling as if she were the center of the universe. She raised her hips, pressing her crotch against his tongue as he pressed it hard into her clit, his tongue moving rapidly from side to side.

“Ughhhhhnnnnn…” She moaned as he sucked hard on the tiny knot of nerves and pressed his fingers more deeply inside of her. “Ohhhhh…Logan, I want you in me.”

When Logan rose on his knees and made to plunge inside of her she stopped him and scooted up on the bed until she was in the center of it, lifting her arms to him, urging him to come between her thighs and cover her with his weight.

He raised a brow. “Isn’t this a little tame?”

“I just feel like I need to wrap my arms around you, Sugah. I love you and I want to see your face and kiss you.”

He sighed as he lowered himself to Marie and simply stared into her eyes for a long moment before reaching up and tucking a strand of white hair gently behind her ear. “I love you, Darlin’. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, sugah, I do. Being with you like this means everything to me, Logan. Sometimes I find myself looking back on the last ten years and I can’t believe that we’re finally together. I’ve wanted this for so long that I was beginning to think it just wasn’t possible.”

Logan eased himself slowly inside of her body, drawing in a sharp breath at the feel of her muscles clenching around him, drawing him into her warmth. “I don’t ever want to be anywhere else, but right here, in your arms, inside of you, drowning in the love that flows between us.”

Marie gasped as tears welled up in her eyes and slid her arms around him. “Sometimes I just can’t believe such a hard ass can be so wonderfully sweet. You’re just a big softie deep down inside, aren’t ya, sugah?”

“Only with you, Marie. Only with you.” He breathed against her as he captured his lips with his own, drawing the fullness of her bottom lip between his own. “I want you to marry me, darlin‘.”

Marie blinked up at him in shock, as she pulled back and stared in disbelief. “Did you just…?”

He chuckled above her, his stomach muscles clenching, causing the hair on his stomach to tickle hers. She giggled and shoved her hand between them. “Logan…?

“Yeah, Darlin’. I just asked… well, sort of… it was more of a statement than a question.” He grinned teasingly.

“I see. So am I supposed to reply with a statement of my own or pretend like you asked?” She teased with a brow raised sarcastically.

“Let’s pretend, for argument’s sake, just for a moment, that it came in the form of a question.”

She grinned. “Then I’d have to say yes, sugah, of course I will. I’ve loved you forevah, remember? You know me like no one else evah has or evah will.”

“And you know me, darlin, better than I know myself sometimes. You surprise me constantly. More by the things that you inspire in me than anything else. I never knew I had it in me to be a romantic, to spout off flowery words to anyone. I’m glad to know that, at least for your sake, that I do manage to have a softer side at the right moments.”

Marie caught his face in her hands and kissed him gently. “I know what a hurdle it was for you to even ask me to marry you, Logan. I’m so very touched that you even thought of it. I will marry you, but I want you to know that there’s no hurry. I don’t want you finding yourself standing in a church and going into a panic wondering what in the hell it is that you’re doing there. I want you to let me know when you’re ready, ok? Nothing happens until then.”

He grinned down at her. “You really do know me better than I know myself, darlin’. It amazes me. We may not rush to the alter, but after we get a little sleep, we’re going to go into town and find a ring to put on your finger.”

Marie grinned at the thought and looked at her hand, wiggling her fingers. “I haven’t worn a ring on my hand since my powers manifested. I can’t wait.”

She stilled at the look on Logan’s face, the love so plain in his eyes giving the hazel depths a twinkle. She tightened her muscles and clenched around him, reminding him that he was buried inside of her. “I love you, Logan.”

He groaned as his eyes drifted closed and pulled her impossibly closer. She could hear the hiss of his breath as his hips rocked slowly against hers, savoring the sensation of her heat sliding against the silken length of his cock. Marie shivered as he buried his face against the tender flesh of her throat and wrapped his arms impossibly tighter around her until there was no space between them, just flesh to flesh, skin to skin. His hips rocked slowly against her, grinding his pelvic bone into her clitoris, sending spasms of sensation from the tiny nub of nerve endings. He was in no hurry, simply taking it as slow as he could, enjoying every prolonged second of being buried inside of the wet heat of his Marie.


****This story is complete for now. I may revisit the storyline in a new piece, .****