He couldn't believe what he'd done...what THEY'D done. It was more than sex. It had to be. He could see it in her eyes. He laid on his side, watching her sleep for the better part of the night, just trying to figure out what came next.
Logan knew that if his brother ever found out about what happened between the two of them, he'd kill him...maybe Marie too. Obviously, he couldn't allow that. He wanted to protect her now more than ever.
He leaned down and kissed her shoulder, making her moan in delight as she rolled over to meet his eyes, "Hey..."
Logan stroked her face, "Hey yourself...you sleep well?"
Marie answered by burying her face in his neck and pressing her naked body against his beneath the sheet. His eyes rolled closed as he breathed her name and ran a hand down her back, gathering her body closer into his.
It only took a few kisses and soft caresses for both of them to get ready and raring to go. She climbed on top and pushed his erection inside of her before she began rolling her hips in sensual circles.
He placed each hand on one of her perfect ass cheeks and helped guide her movements as her head fell back, "Oh god...Logan...Logan...Logan..."
Logan sat up and began kissing her neck as her movements continued to build in speed and intensity. The pleasure welling inside of her was just too much to contain.
She suddenly moved off of him and licked her lips before getting on her knees on the bed in front of him. He quickly kneeled behind her and plunged his cock right back into its home inside of her.
He fucked her hard and fast, pouring every last bit of strength he could muster into riding her.
Marie lost count of how many orgasms she experienced, but she was sure the number exceeded three.
He flipped her back onto her back and literally fucked her right off the bed, causing them to fall to the floor in a tangled mass of limbs. She was lost in a world of orgasmic bliss. When he finally came and her body felt like a quivering pile of gelatin, they laid on the floor of the hotel room with their feet propped up on the bed, staring at the ceiling.
She panted, "You know...we should leave this hotel room sometime...we are in the city of lights."
Logan chuckled breathlessly, "I doubt anything outside of this room is more amazing than what I got layin' next to me."
Marie laughed softly and nudged him, "Come on, Logan. We got some sight seein' to do."
After getting dressed, they went to the Arc de Triumphe, then the Eiffel Tower. They were in a cab on their way to the Louvre when Logan reached over and stuck his hand beneath her skirt.
She gasped and immediately asked the cab driver to take them back to their hotel. They stumbled into their room kissing and yanking off their coats. Logan hiked up her skirt and ripped her panties off as she opened his pants and wrapped a leg around his waist.
He let out a deep moan as he thrust forward and immediately found his way inside of her wet snatch. He fucked her against their hotel room door with his pants around his ankles and her shredding panties hanging off her thigh.
They collapsed on the floor by the door, sated and exhausted from sex and a day full of sightseeing. Marie laid on top of him on the floor, laying idle kisses across his chest as he played with her hair.
Logan and Marie were happily lost in their own little world until her cell phone rang. She knew who it was before she even looked at the phone.
Marie wished she could just let the phone ring and forget about it, but Victor would freak out if she didn't answer. She got up and crawled across the floor to grab her purse and fish out her phone. Logan sighed and stood, stowing himself away in his pants before going to the mini bar and helping himself to a drink.
"Hello?"
Victor's voice came through, "Hey doll, how are ya?"
She shrugged, "Fine...got to do some sight seeing."
"Oh good. How's Logan treating you?"
"Uhm...fine. He's fine. Did you want to talk to him?"
"Yeah. Put him on the phone."
Marie handed Logan the phone and disappeared into the bathroom, "Hey."
"She drivin' you crazy, man?"
Logan stared after her and sighed, "Somethin' like that. Any leads?"
"Actually, yeah. Don't tell Marie, but it seems my old pal Tony decided to go AWOL. He's the one who figured out where you guys were...he decided to join up with Ronny's old crew. I got foot soldiers handling him and his new buddies now. It should be safe for you to come back in a few days."
He felt disappointed that his alone time with Marie was drawing to a close. Logan let out a breath and ran a hand through his hair, "Alright...sounds good."
He hung up the phone just as Marie emerged from the bathroom. Logan looked up at her as she leaned against the door frame, "What's up? He find out who's tryin' to kill me?"
Logan sighed and looked down, remembering that his brother told him not to tell Marie what was going on. She took a step closer and tilted his chin up, "What's going on?"
"Victor didn't want me to tell you, but I think you deserve to know. Tony...he's the one who was helping Ronny's old crew track you down."
Marie blinked and slowly lowered herself to the bed, "He...he called me the day of the accident...asking where I was...oh god. It's my fault. It's my fault...it's all my fault..."
Logan grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet, "It is not your fault, you hear me? You had no idea. If Victor had been more careful about who he had around you, we wouldn't be in this mess..."
She looked up into his eyes, "I wish I didn't have to go back to him."
He gently brushed a tear off of her cheek with his thumb and looked into her eyes, "Why do you have to?"
"Logan...we can't even talk like this. You know he wouldn't let me go...especially if you were the one I was leaving him for. He'd probably kill us both."
Logan nodded and pressed his forehead against hers and sighed as he closed his eyes. She was right. Victor would turn into a raging, homicidal maniac if he found out his brother...the one person he thought he could trust, was boning his wife.
A few days later, they received a call from Victor, telling them the coast was clear. They made love one last time, then cleaned up and checked out of their hotel to board a plane back to real life.
On the plane, Logan reached over and took her hand to lay a gentle kiss across her knuckles, "I'll always be there when you need me, OK?"
She nodded and pursed her lips together, "Thank you."
When the car pulled up to the house, Victor was waiting out front. He rushed over to Marie and gave her a hungry kiss, which he didn't notice that she didn't quite respond to. Logan almost felt the need to vomit when he saw Victor touch her.
When he was finished slobbering over Marie, he shook Logan's hand and gave him a bear hug, "I owe you big bro...you protected the thing I treasure most..."
Logan shook his head and shrugged, "Don't mention it. You're my brother, after all."
"Ah...but good deeds don't go unrewarded in our family..."
Victor pulled a set of keys and an envelope out of his pocket and handed them to a perplexed Logan, "What's this?"
"One key goes to that Lexus...the other goes to an apartment in the city. It's furnished, the building's fuckin' amazing. Twenty-four hour concierge, indoor pool, rooftop deck...celebrity neighbors...everything a bachelor needs."
Marie bit her bottom lip as Logan glanced at her over Victor's shoulder. Logan nodded, "Thanks man...I appreciate it."
Victor smirked and turned back to his wife as he continued to speak to Logan, "You go take your car for a spin and check out your new digs...I'm gonna get reacquainted with my wife..."
Logan's stomach dropped as he watched Victor walk over to Marie and kiss her neck before he grabbed her ass and guided her back into the house. As she disappeared through the doorway, Marie and Logan's eyes connected.
Marie walked into her bedroom and tossed her bag onto the floor. It definitely did NOT feel good to be home.
Victor came up behind her and kissed her neck, "I missed you."
She crossed her arms, "You did? Did you tell your girlfriends that?"
"Aww baby...don't be like that. It's been so long since I've seen you. Don't ruin it by bein' a jealous bitch."
Marie narrowed her eyes at him, then stomped into the bathroom and slammed the door. She was surprised he let her get through the whole shower before he stormed in, picked her up and carried her to the bed.
She shut her eyes tight as he laid kisses over her body, then unceremoniously thrust himself inside of her. Marie laid still beneath him and imagined she was somewhere far away with Logan...
Meanwhile, Logan was arriving at his brand new bachelor pad. He almost didn't feel comfortable walking into such a fancy building.
He found a bottle of whiskey on the counter with a note attached, "Enjoy, bro. You deserve a big drink after having to put up with my wife for so long."
Logan tossed the note and poured a tall glass before sitting down on the leather couch and looking out the window over Central Park as he tried to numb the aching in his chest that was caused by the realization that the woman he wanted more than anything was now in another man's arms.
He took a deep sip of the whiskey and sighed, "What the fuck have I gotten myself into?"
The only good part about returning home was the fact that she got the chance to return to her volunteer work at the hospital. She had missed all of the kids and was excited to tell them all about France.
Although he'd almost lost Marie to multiple near death experiences, Victor didn't seem to appreciate her any more than he had before and very quickly settled back into his routine of work, clubbing and cheating.
Logan was helping out with day to day operations at "The Den" and trying to keep himself busy. Despite the fact that he had the hottest club going women in New York throwing their asses in his face on a nightly basis, he went home alone every night and reminisced about the perfect few days he spent with Marie in Aspen and France.
After nearly three weeks of not seeing her, he was home during the day, just getting ready to head to his building's gym when he heard a small knock at his door. When he answered, Marie stood there wearing a scarf on her head and large sunglasses.
"May I come in?"
Did she even need to ask?
He nodded and opened his door wide before checking the hallway for prying eyes and closing his door behind her.
She took the scarf and sunglasses off before looking around his apartment, "This is nice..."
Logan nodded and followed her eyes around the room before shoving his hands in his pockets, "Yeah. It's OK. Everything alright? Want some water or something?"
"A water would be nice."
He grabbed a bottle of water out of the refrigerator and handed it to her, "What are you doing here, Marie?"
She fiddled with the bottle of water and looked down. She spoke without looking at him, "I miss you."
Logan's mouth dropped open a little, "You missed me?"
Marie sighed and set the bottle of water down before turning to head back toward the door, "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have come-"
He cut her off by grabbing her wrist and snatching her back to him and planting a hungry kiss on her lips. Her body immediately weakened against his as he yanked her jacket off and hiked up her skirt.
Time was of the essence, but he was going to make the most of each and every short second they had together.
Logan murmured her name against her lips as she opened his pants and pushed her hand inside to wrap her fingers around his cock.
They never made it to the bedroom. As they stumbled through his apartment, stripping off clothes and tripping over furniture, they landed on his couch with her on top of him. She quickly pushed his cock inside of her and gasped as she began riding him for all she was worth.
Marie held onto the back of his neck for leverage as her hips took on a mind of their own, rolling and bucking as he whispered her name reverently.
Logan pushed her shirt up and yanked down one of the cups of her bra before leaning forward and wrapping his lips around one of her nipples. As his teeth grazed her sensitive flesh, she cried out and threw her head back.
They shivered and tensed in unison as a simultaneous orgasm took hold of their bodies, wrapping them in a cocoon of unbridled pleasure.
Marie panted and pressed her forehead against his as she continued caressing the back of his neck, "I missed you...so damn much..."
He let out a breath and kissed her lips before stroking her cheek with his thumb, "I missed you too baby...more than you know."
They couldn't bask in he after glow of their orgasm like they had in France. Marie reluctantly climbed off of him, went to the bathroom to clean up and straighten up her clothes, then kissed him goodbye.
He pulled her body back to his for a longer, lingering kiss before finally releasing her from his grip and watch her leave his apartment.
When she got back home, it was raining, so she allowed the rain to soak her as she walked to the door. Victor was standing in the kitchen, looking down at a piece of paper with a look of sheer disgust on his face.
She walked over to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water and murmured a greeting that he didn't respond to.
"Something wrong?"
Victor tossed the paper down and glared at her, "Don't play dumb, Marie. You know exactly what the fuck is wrong."
She swallowed hard as her breathing quickened and her mind started moving a mile a minute. How had he found out?
Don't look guilty...just play innocent...
"Wh-what are you talking about?" she asked shakily.
"N-Y-U is what I'm talking about!" he yelled as he threw a balled up envelope in her direction.
Marie actually had to stop herself from laughing in relief as he held up a piece of paper, "Your grades...how long has this been going on?"
She rolled her eyes and took a sip from her water bottle, "Not long. Don't worry about it. It keeps me busy while you're out tending to your own extra curricular affairs."
He angrily followed her as she began walking out of the kitchen, "I won't tolerate being lied to in my own house, Marie."
Marie stopped and spun around, "You, of all people should talk! You lie to my face daily! Being lied to by you is just like a hot cup of coffee in the morning. I can't start my day without you telling me a big fat whopper!"
Victor suddenly grabbed her face and yanked her close, "Have you forgotten who you're talkin' to? This is MY house! I make the rules! I own it and I own you, you hear me? You're mine and you do what I say! If I say jump you better not fucking ask how high, you just fucking jump!"
She violently pushed away from him and spit in his face, "Fuck you!"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she took off running. He was hot on her heels and managed to trip her up on the stairs and grab her ankle, but she kicked away and jumped back to her feet before running into their bedroom and locking herself inside.
He banged against the door and attempted to break inside, but the large, ornate doors had finally proven useful with their heaviness and deadbolt locks.
"Marie! You better fucking open this door before I shoot it open!"
She backed into the room as her eyes darted about for a weapon or escape route, "Vic! I'll call the police!"
Victor's beating of the large doors calmed. She heard him groan and sigh, "Look baby...we need to talk. Come on. Just open the door."
She cried and collapsed on the floor, "Go away!"
He tried to get her to open the door for several more minutes, but finally gave up and stormed out of the house in a fit of rage.
When Marie opened the door again, Janice was standing there in her robe, "Are you alright?"
Marie shook her head and collapsed into her friends arms as tears streamed down her face.
Sooooo...what do you think? I love this Marie/Logan dynamic. Star crossed lovers always get my gears turning! Review please! Tell me what you think!