Chapter 13: Stay (Part II)
“Get out of the tub, baby.”
It was not like Logan was opposed to the luscious sight of his lover in the bath, all wet and soapy as she was now…quite the opposite, he had rather been enjoying the little peep show she’d been giving him as he sat on the closed lid of the toilet, nursing a hardon to end all hardons as she rubbed the sponge over her naked breasts, massaging her pink nipples into hardened peaks before moving the sponge slowly down over her torso…smiling seductively as she let the sponge disappear under the water just long enough to give Logan a good idea of what other parts of her were slippery and wet…
No, it certainly wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate the sight. When he’d woken from his nap, however, he’d had a completely different idea in mind altogether…and following Marie’s scent to the bathroom to find her naked and wet had only served to add more fuel to the fire already raging in his sweatpants.
“Patience, sugar,” Marie teased, letting that sexy little southern drawl come out a bit as the sponge appeared again. She gave the sponge another squeeze over her breasts, sending trails of soapy suds down over her glistening mounds, and driving Logan out of his mind with thoughts of what else she could be wrapping those delicate fingers around right now.
He gave her a low warning growl as all sorts of lascivious thoughts flooded his brain. He saw her eyes widen a bit at the sound, and damn near lost it when his keen sense of smell caught the sharp spike in her arousal. One of Marie’s long, sudsy legs appeared from the water as she rubbed the sponge over it, and Logan couldn’t help but wonder how those soapy, slippery thighs would feel wrapped around him as he pressed her up against the cool tiles of the bathroom wall and slammed into her hot center like there was no tomorrow. Another lusty growl escaped his lips as he relished the image.
“That’s not very nice, sugar,” she taunted, and damn, there was that drawl again, threatening to push Logan over the edge with its low, throaty seductiveness. “Don’t you like it when I’m all nice and clean smellin’?”
“Like it better when you’re wearin’ my scent,” he replied, his cock twitching with every movement of her hands over her body. “Why don’t you come outta there so I can put it back on you?”
Hell, they could even skip the whole toweling off part; he’d be more than happy to lick her dry…and then lick her wet all over again.
There was that dizzying scent of her arousal again. She was enjoying this all to much, taking her sweet time in the tub as Logan sat riveted to the spot, drunk from the sight and smell of her…Christ, if she didn’t get out of there soon, he was going to have to drag her out of there, pull her over to the toilet and impale her on his painful erection. Of course, that would be after he put her over his knee and…
“Get out of the tub, Marie.”
Another growl from him. Another demure smile from her. Logan decided it was time to change tactics. Thankfully there was still enough blood in his lower limbs to get him over to the standalone tub where Marie was soaking. He knelt down behind the tub, pressing a kiss to Marie’s temple before dipping his hand into the sudsy water, the lukewarm temperature confirming Logan’s suspicion that she was just staying in there to torture him.
“Water feels kinda cool darlin’,” he whispered seductively into her ear, drawing a shiver from Marie as his hand finally located the sponge. “Let’s see if I can help warm it up a bit.”
Marie tilted her head back onto the edge of the tub, her eyelids fluttering a bit and then closing as Logan began to drag the sponge over her wet body, growling in her ear before abandoning the sponge in favor of his soapy hand. Marie moaned softly as he lovingly squeezed her breasts, and Logan’s cock nearly jumped out of his pants as he considered replacing his hand with his mouth. He settled for the soft skin of her neck instead, licking it and then sinking his teeth into it as his fingers pinched her erect nipple, forcing a yelp from her.
“Dammit, baby, get outta the tub,” he rasped, his voice growing gravelly with need. When she didn’t answer, Logan’s hand disappeared under the water again, finding her engorged bud and flicking a thumb over it. This drew another moan from Marie, spurning Logan on as he separated her thighs and pulled one leg, then the other, out of the water and over the sides of the bathtub, the suddenness of his movements sending loud splashes of water to the terra cotta tiles of the bathroom floor.
“Mmmm…soon, sugar,” Marie hummed as the fingers of Logan’s hand found her center and sank into her warm canal. Logan groaned in desperation at the contrasting feel of the cool water around his hand and the scorching slickness of Marie’s sex. Her muscles tightened around Logan’s fingers at the sound of his growl in her ear and Logan felt himself starting to slip when she began writhing her hips against his hand.
“Baby…” he pleaded, overcome with the desire to bury himself deep within her. Damn, but the woman had a way of awakening the animal in him…and God, how he loved that. Marie tilted her head toward him, opening her heavily lidded eyes a little to look at Logan, the passion in her stare shooting straight to his cock.
“How about a little something while you’re waiting, sugar?” Marie purred, and Logan just about exploded when she ran her tongue over those beautiful pink lips. Logan was on his feet in a flash and Marie placed her legs back in the tub, splashing the water about as she spun around and raised herself to her knees. Logan was standing before her now, his clothed erection pointing insistently at her reddened face.
With a lusty growl, Logan hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his sweatpants and shoved them downward, letting them fall to his knees as his large cock sprang free from its prison. Marie wrapped her wet fingers around his manhood, drawing a shudder from Logan’s hips as she squeezed it hard. Barely able to contain himself as Marie began to press soft warm kisses against his aching purple acorn, Logan wrapped his hands into her wet hair and pushed against her lips, coaxing them open and sinking his hardness into the warm, exquisite wetness of her mouth.
“Jesus, baby,” he panted, his hands tightening in her locks as he fought to control the excitement bubbling in his loins. Marie hummed around his cock as he began to slowly ream the dripping wet heat that was her mouth, teeth dragging softly behind tongue and lips dragging torturously behind teeth over Logan’s flesh in a way that was quickly driving him toward the edge.
Marie’s fingers encircled the base of Logan’s cock as his thrusts became more insistent, his growls and grunts becoming distant and almost unrecognizable to his own ears as he slid his hardness in and out of her hot, dripping mouth. He needed to get her out of the tub right now. She was driving him insane with her wet soapy breasts pressed up against his thighs as she took him even deeper, the tightness of her throat contracting around his cock. Marie started to sputter as Logan held her head steady and fucked her mouth furiously, the animal now in full control, and oh God baby, don’t choke, please don’t choke…
Logan felt himself nearing the point of no return and tried to withdraw from Marie’s mouth, but she stopped him, bringing her soapy hands up to give his ass a firm squeeze as the head of his cock hit the ridges at the back of her throat. Those chocolate brown eyes fluttered up to look at him as she took him deep, and Logan knew this woman would be the death of him. With a loud growl, Logan finally freed himself from Marie’s hot mouth and grabbed the base of his cock in an attempt to keep from exploding right then and there.
“Get outta the tub baby,” he panted. “Wanna be inside of you.”
“No,” she replied, a husky playfulness in her tone. “I want to see you, sugar.”
Good God.
Logan didn’t even care that this was retribution to what he’d done to her the previous morning. He could afford her no decency right now, not with her looking up at him like this, waiting for him to mark her, and oh god, she was licking her lips again, those beautiful pink lips…
“Rrrgghhh…baby…” It was all Logan could manage to choke out with the heat that was searing through his pelvis as he pumped his cock once, then twice, and then with a yell, he was tumbling into release, his hips shaking violently as he tossed, the thick white ropes of his seed spurting onto Marie’s face and into her hair, and then falling into the bathwater with soft plunks.
Logan shuddered and grunted as he came down from his peak, the animal still raging within him as Marie looked up at him in adoration. Logan felt himself hardening again at the delicious sight of Marie bringing a wet hand up to wipe his essence from her face, and had never before felt so grateful to have that healing factor.
Marie squealed in delight as Logan yanked her out of the tub and carried her soapy body to the toilet. Logan sat down on the closed lid, grabbed her hips in his strong hands and promptly sank her wet heat down onto his rock hard flesh. Crushing his mouth to hers, Logan swallowed her surprised yelp and nearly came again at the exquisite feel of her slippery tunnel quivering around his manhood. His tongue ravished her mouth, caressing her tongue in long, languid strokes as he took hold of her ass and began guiding her up and down on his burning erection.
“You gonna stay with me, baby?” he rasped, rocking his hips upward and reveling in the way her eyes were clouding over with passion. Logan knew she was beyond saying anything coherent right now, which was fine by him, because that meant she couldn’t say no. Marie threw her head back and Logan took the opportunity to catch one of those luscious breasts in his mouth. His cock was on fire now, throbbing inside of her rippling heat as he slammed her hips forcefully down onto his.
Logan growled around her breast, taking a nipple into his teeth and nibbling it to hardness, delighting in the way she shivered and panted his name when he did so. Every rumbling growl against her flesh brought a delicious tightening of her inner muscles around him, and the warm flood that accompanied it only spurned him on further. He growled again and again, matching her moans and screams, licking and biting every inch of her that he could reach with his mouth until he felt that familiar clamping down on his cock and knew she was nearing release.
Logan was beginning to lose it, her wild moans and the roll of her hips filling him with pride. He loved the way she screamed his name, and Jesus, she felt so nice and tight around him…
Logan wrapped Marie’s wet legs around him and stood from the toilet. He needed more leverage…needed to pound into her. Looking around the bathroom for a moment, Logan finally decided on his earlier idea and pinned Marie’s slippery body to the cold tiles of the wall. She gasped at the sudden coolness on her back and then moaned loudly into Logan’s open mouth as he covered her lips with his and plundered into her.
“Oh yes, sugar,” Marie breathed, tightening her legs around Logan and forcing him deeper into her. Logan showed no mercy, slamming her into the wall as her words drove him further into madness.
“Love it when you call me that, baby,” he growled in her ear. His cock was immediately flooded with more wet warmth and he rewarded her response with a few more scream inducing thrusts.
“Want you to stay with me Marie,” Logan grunted as he pounded into her, driven wild by the feeling of Marie’s soapy legs around his hips and the simultaneous rippling of her hot center around his rigid length. Logan held Marie’s hips steady and adjusted the angle of his thrusts so that they were hitting all the right places. Every grinding roll of his hips brought a louder moan from those gorgeous lips as Logan breathed words of love and affection against her ear and neck.
“Oh shit…Logan…”
Marie’s words were low, guttural, lost in passion and lust as Logan drove his lover home. Logan brought his gaze to fix on Marie’s as she lost her foothold on her reality and began to shudder violently against him and around him. Her hot breath in his ear as she panted in release was what finally did Logan in, and with a final growl, he sank into her fully, his hips bucking wildly against hers as he flooded her welcoming depths with everything he had.
Marie babbled her appreciation as Logan smoothed the wet hair from her face, her inner muscles still quivering around him as she came down from her peak, and Logan could not feel anything but utter pride and self satisfaction as he looked into her eyes and watched her scramble for sanity again.
“You gonna stay baby?” he asked, but Marie was beyond being able to string her words together in any way that made sense. Logan sank his mouth down on hers, wrapping her limp legs around him again as he walked her over to the tub. Once there, he turned on the hot water faucet and stepped in, lowering them both down into the water. Logan smiled smugly to himself as Marie purred against his chest.
He supposed there was no harm in giving her another day to decide.
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