Not Mine Alone

Chapter seven: Lost In Your Kisses


Marie was just starting to stir, leaving behind the world of dreams and reentering the world of reality -- in that place somewhere between the two planes of existence. She'd been having the most deliciously erotic dream starring Logan. She was beginning to be cognizant of her surroundings and that realization included where she'd spent the night and the fact that a warm body was next to her in the bed. That particular warm body appeared to be, at this very moment, taking a peek underneath the covers.

"See anything you like?" Marie inquired, now wide-awake.

Logan dropped the sheet like he'd just been zapped by a stun gun.

"Oh, you're awake .......I was .........eh........yeah." He was totally busted.

Marie had a difficult time trying to suppress the urge to laugh. Logan wryinrying to see her naked - that was just too damn funny. Maybe she'd give the poor guy a break, but not until after she'd tortured him just a little more. Marie sat up, drawing the sheet around her and pulling it tight under her arms. She noted with bemusement the look of disappointment that registered on Logan's face now that she'd effectively ruined his fun.

"Did you sleep well?" Logan asked, trying to change the subject.

"I had some very interesting dreams, but I won't bore you with the details," she said nonchalantly.

"Bore me." He gave her his best come-on-you-know-you-want-to look.

"Well, let's see, there was one that involved whipped cream.......Oh, and the one about being stranded on a deserted island. That was a good one. And then there was .........."

"You're enjoying every minute of this aren't you?"

"Why, yes I am. Thank you for asking." She was wicked - simply wicked.

"I was a good boy. I behaved myself all night, didn't I?"

{Not in my dreams you didn't, big boy.}

"Yes, you did - you showed remarkable restraint." {Damnit.}

"Don't I get a reward or something?" he asked with mock innocence.

"Why, Logan, whatever did you have in mind, sugar?"

He leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the lips and waited for a reaction.

"I deserved to be kissed way better than that ......... but you know, if you're not up to the challenge..........." she trailed off wistfully.

The Wolverine, never one to back down from any challenge, picked up the gauntlet she'd thrown down. He scooted over closer to her and gathered her in his muscular arms.

"So, a thorough kissing is what you want, is it?" he whispered against her ear.

" Yes..........please," she sighed with proper Southern politeness - mustn't forget our manners.

Logan leaned into her, his lips capturing hers, his tongue parting them slightly, giving him complete access to the inside of her mouth. Their tongues tangled in a dance of emotion that was raw, fierce and wanting all at the same time. They wrapped their arms around each other and lost themselves in mutual pleasure.

{Damn, the man could teach a course on kissing techniques. The Fine Art of Sucking Face 101 by Professor Hottie.}

{I'm so glad she's learned to control her powers. Not that I'd let that stop me at this point - just nice to know I AM gonna survive this.}

{How far do I let this go?}

{Wonder how far she'll let this go? Is that an erogenous spot for her?}

{God, I want him so badly. Oh, yes, that's right - kiss me there.}

{If she wants me half as much as I want her, this could turn out good.}

{I can't hold back much longer. What do I do? Oh, keep doing that.}

{I don't give a shit who caves first, as long as one of us does.}

{Do I give in or stop? Oh, that feels so damn good. Give in is winning.}

{If we stop now, I'm gonna go on a killing spree. Starting with Scooter.}

At that moment, Marie lost her precarious hold on the sheet between them, as it puddled around her waist she found her bare breasts directly against his powerful chest, the hair on it tickling her delicate skin. The sensation was almost overpowering in its sensuality. Logan's right hand, that had been rubbing her back, snaked its way around to the front and cupped her left breast, his thumb rubbed her nipple into a hard bud. Marie let out a soft moan into Logan's mouth. She let one of her own hands start a slow rub of his chest, feeling the pulsing of mus muscles bunched beneath sun-kissed bronzed skin.

Logan lowered Marie down onto the bed slowly. He released her mouth to kiss her neck - placing hot, moist kisses on the pulse points. Tipping her head back slightly, to give him even better access, she arched her back, making her body tighter against his, the sheet still separating their lower halves. Logan reached between them and pulled the offending sheet away completely, leaving no further barrier. Marie wrapped her legs around his as they indulged in the rapturous feeling of finally having their naked bodies entwined. They continued kissing and exploring each other for a few more minutes before Logan eased up, leaned over to the nightstand, opened the drawer and reached in to retrieve a condom. He held the small foil packet in front of Marie's face.

"Will I need this?" he asked hopefully.

To answer his question, Marie took it from him and ripped it open with her teeth. Removing the contents and tossing the empty wrapper aside, she reached down between them and rolled it onto his throbbing erection quickly and smoothly. Logan began to ease Marie's legs apart with one of his knees, when suddenly there was a loud knocking at the door.

"Logan, are you awake. I need to talk to you. It's very important." It was Jean.

Logan felt his erection wither immediately.