Flashes

by Maverickgurl3414

Everyone has someone, Scott has Jean, Remy has Marie and Ororo has Forge. Logan's an outside and he doesn't mind it and he doesn't want to change it. Not until a change encounter with someone new. Will they make him reconsider or will he only see thing in flashes of what could be if only he lets myself.

11. Turmoil

Hi Everyone Thanks for reading. Hope you all like the new chapter, as always feedback is more than welcome. Just a warning, this is a LONG CHAPTER. Btw, I picture Hugh Jackman as wolverine so he is a bit taller than what is expected. Anyhow happy readying

Turmoil

Xavier Institute for Higher learning

6:51 Pm

"If I were Mac, I'd be going stir crazy."

She paused on the stairs at the sound of Rogue's voice. She wasn't surprised at the side bar conversations, if anything she expected it. All of the X- men had, had a front row seat at watching the details of her life unfold. Details she wished they didn't know and wouldn't ask questions about.

"Her resolve is quiet admirable." Storm's voice chimed in "although, I wonder if it's all simply a front for the brewing Storm within."

"Whether it is or it isn't. Her life isn't our business, the only reason she let us stay was to prove a point to Scott. Under normal circumstances I think she wouldn't want us knowing."

She leaned her head against the wall at the sound of Jean's voice. She didn't want them knowing, not about Riff, her team, her father none of it. On some level they didn't know, they didn't have a clue, but she'd learned that sometimes speculation was often worse than the truth. Sighing she pushed away from the wall continuing her journey down the steps and making her way towards the voices.

"Doesn't mean I ain't curio- Hey Mac." Rogue said shooting a look at Jean as if to say thanks for the warning.

" Hey." She said , ignoring the look and making her way to the refrigerator retrieving a bottle of water and taking a small sip. She didn't need to turn around to know their eyes were trained on her back she could feel them.

" You guys mind keeping an eye on Cyrus for a while?" She questioned slipping the bottle of water into her bag and heading towards the French doors.

"Sure thing. Where is he?" Storm questioned

"Rec Room with Kitty."

" You headed somewhere?" Rogue asked

She forced a smile fighting the twinge of annoyance that threatened to flare " Nowhere in particular." She left it at that slipping out the French doors into the warm summer air.

The grounds were full of life this evening , the sounds of laughter reaching her ears as she made her way across the open field , she didn't know where she was going and she didn't care. Her only wish was to escape , at least momentarily. The last few hours had gone by in a blur and she needed time to process everything.

She ducked beneath a branch pulling up short at the shores of the Breakstone Lake. It had been weeks since she first had been compelled to go swimming in the lake. Its beauty was something she had not seen since she was a child. The subtle ebb and flow of the waves reminding her of happier time in her life, a time when things seemed to make sense. She reached for the edge of her tank top, quickly yanking it over head and kicking off her shorts before making her way to the water's edge. She didn't hesitate at the coolness of the water, instead she waded further out before diving beneath the surf letting the iciness of the water stun her momentarily.

Two years. Riff's word's echoed across her mind. And no one has seen you since. If she hadn't been on Zincara then where the hell had she been? She surfaced , easing into a hard breast stroke

"We lost Hammer! And we lost you. I sat through your god damn funeral , because you couldn't wait two minutes. Do you have any idea what that was like."

Once more Riff's words ripped across her mind. No , she didn't have any idea what it had been like for him but she could only imagine. . The water churned beneath her as she swam, mirroring the turmoil within her. If she had lost Riff her entire world would be shattered and that's what had happened to him. His world had been shattered, he didn't have to tell her that she had seen it in his eyes. A pain so deep and so raw that it would take years to heal.

Damn it. Faster she needed to go faster, she swam hard, not caring about the subtle burning that began to set into her muscles at the grueling pace she wouldn't let up. Not yet. Gathering herself she poured it on streaming through the water with powerful stokes. She felt her adrenaline kick and dove down going as far down in the lake as she could before her lungs began to scream there protest. She didn't care, she flipped forcing herself back upward with hard defined kicks, taking her time getting to the surface. She surfaced quickly gasping in a mouthful of air before once more diving beneath the subtle waves, losing herself in them.

Hammer had a family, or did you forget that? Riff's question ate at her. She hadn't forgotten how could she? Riff was like a brother to her and Hammer. Hammer had been a dear friend, a confidant, somehow she had learned to count him when she hadn't been able to count on herself in the early years. He had the sweetest little girl and now she was without a father because she'd been a fool. She forced herself lower, swimming underwater until her lungs burned and ached. She surfaced gasping in mouthfuls of air her chest heaving. She pushed her hair out her face, turning onto her back and easing into a hard backstroke. What the hell had she done? She questioned and how the hell was she going to get the life back.

Xavier Institute for Higher Learning

10:48 Pm

The loud whirring of his motor cycle filled his ears as he followed the winding road up the property. Silently he raised the garage door killing the engine and walking his bike the last few feet to its usual resting place beside the large hummer.

The ride into town had done him good, it was a welcome escape from the tension filled mansion. He was tired of Jean's accusatory eyes every time they were in the same room together and he avoided Storm like the plague. He knew she meant well but he was growing tired of the lectures on his relationships. It had taken every bit of his restraint the last time to not blow a fuse when talking to her. She had crossed a line with him, one he wasn't sure she could cross back. He'd gone to his favorite bar in town the Floating Rib , downing a few beers and playing several games of pool.

He patted his pocket, a smirk tugging his lips at the money he won off of several UN suspecting patrons. In his mind it had been a good night. Beer, pool, wings, money and to top it off he'd managed to leave the bar without getting into a fight. The only thing that would of made the night better would have been one of the available women at the bar sharing his bed. It wasn't for lack of trying he mused thinking of one buxom blonde in particular. She had been a sure thing but somehow he hadn't felt anything when her hand stroked the inside of his leg. She had been a bit too desperate and bit to under dressed for his taste. He had standards, at times not very high but they weren't that low either.

Sighing , he closed the garage, pushing open the mansion door and stepping inside. The subtle smells of BBQ still lingering in the air as he made his way through the bottom floors. He walked to the front door, double checking the locks and making sure the security system was set before making his way toward the back of the house. This was his custom on nights he returned late from a ride he would do a final sweep of the mansion before heading up to bed.

He made his way to the kitchen snagging a beer from the refrigerator before making his way towards the stairs, he paused in the hallway frowning at the opened entrance to sub-basement. Sighing he took a swig of his beer, if he was going to do a sweep of the mansion he may as well do a full sweep. He stepped into the elevator taking it down to the lower levels, straining his ears as he listened for any sound of movement.

A high pitched whirring reached his ears, a frown finding its place on his lips at the sound of the simulator program running in the Danger room. It was no doubt one of the younger X- men trying to run a simulation program without supervision. Shaking his head he made his way into the control room fully intending to pull the plug on the demonstration . He paused surprised as the unfamiliar scent reached his nose. Mac. Frowning he made his way to the one way mirror, watching as she flipped over a large robot a large boost of energy in her hands the blast firing quickly and hitting its target. Was almost surreal standing there watching her. She was fast, her athletic form, twisting and ducking beneath the obstacles as they appeared in front of her. She threw herself into the air, a blast of energy propelling her forward before she was knocked down, landing hard. If she was stunned it didn't show, there was no hesitation as she pushed to her feet , moving out of harm's way. There was momentary delay as large group of the programmed sentinels made their way towards her firing at will. He watched as her eyes closed and slowly a mass of energy rose around her the force moving quickly generating up and through her limbs before the force was pushed out in a sonic blast leveling everything within 10 ft.

He made his way to the control panel a scowl crossing his face at the length of the programming. She had been in there entirely too long , annoyed for some reason he made his way down the narrow hall stopping outside the danger room.

"Program override. Authorization code Wolverine 478210."

He watched as the simulation ended, Mac turned her eyes angry as she gazed at him . "Care to explain why you ended that program?" She snapped, her breathing hitched .

"You've had enough." He replied stepping through the danger room doors and letting them close behind him. He'd checked the control settings before coming in, she'd been at it for the last three hours. Her appearance reflected it, her tank top was marred with dust, her jeans singed and torn from the simulation. It wasn't her appearance that gave him pause but the brewing storm he could see lingering in the depths of her eyes.

" I'll tell you when I've had enough." She turned away from him " Computer begin program Sentinentel , Level 12. Commencing in 20 seconds." She ordered

He crossed his arms over his chest, it was almost amusing him being the voice of reason. "Program over ride. Wolverine 799187" he barked. "You've been at this for hours Mac, give it a rest."

"Can't ." She answered her voice full of unleashed frustration " unconventional therapy and beer isn't going to work. Not tonight Wolverine just – just leave me alone. Go back to whatever it is you were doing and get the hell out of here."

He was compelled to do as she asked but he couldn't find it in himself to do it. Her tone was pleading, as if asking for him to leave her in a pit of misery. " You okay ?" he asked ignoring her request

She raked a hand through her hair closing her eyes at his words, " Fine."

" I've seen your fine darling,' this ain't it."

Her eyes flashed angrily " And you know this because we're such good friends?" She questioned her tone growing angry. " You don't know me."

He was silent a moment his gaze on hers " I know you well enough to not believe that bullshit lie you just feed me."

" Really?" Her tone was dripping with Sarcasm " we've revealed so much about each other. Skeletons and Demons." She laughed the sound bitter " What a joke."

He crossed his arms over his chest pinning her with an annoyed look " whose fault is that darlin'?" He questioned " You wanna know something about me, all you gotta do is ask. You're the one hidin"

"I'm not hiding anything." She argued

"yeah, " He countered " Then tell me somethin' real. Somethin' that's not you dickin' me around."

She opened her mouth as if to say something then closed it, her gaze flickering away.

"Thought so." He said turning away.

" I don't need to ask you anything Wolverine " She called " Your life is on full display, you screwed Jean and it back fired in your face. Not a lot of questions to ask there ." She spat.

He paused ,mid- stride turning to look at her. The comment was meant to piss him off and it hit it's mark. He turned his eyes narrowing as he gazed at her.

"Your right," he said fighting to keep the anger from his voice " My life is on display but it's better than being in that personal hell that you're in . You think you're the only one that's been fucked with?" He questioned

"You have no idea what it's like to kno-"

" You're missing two years of your life? Big fuckni' deal " His tone was harsher than he intended "Trying missing an entire life time."

She flinched at his words. It was back again, that flash of who she was beneath the tough exterior. It was always there he supposed, she just didn't realize it. It was in her eyes, swimming there before it was always pushed away. He watched her head come up, her shoulders square and knew her guard was back up.

"You wouldn't understand. " She snapped " You don't understand."

Annoyed now he closed the distance between them, his gaze searching her face, she was hurting, drowning in a pain so deep it was spilling over , past the wall she threw up to keep others at bay.

" What wouldn't I understand?" He demanded " You think I don't get that you feel alone? That you wonder what the fuck happened to you each and every day? That you feel like you're , your own worst enemy?"

He didn't need her to answer the questions he knew the answers. He'd lived it for the last few years. Struggling to understand what happened to him, why it had happened to him. He still didn't have the answers and in the last few months he'd learned the answers didn't really matter anymore.

"You have no idea about me Wolverine. None." She snapped backing up and putting distance between them. She was on edge he could feel it the energy around them crackling and sizzling with the turmoil he could see running through her eyes. He should back off , a part of him knew that but he couldn't .

He followed her not letting her stuff everything back inside " Then tell me ." he demanded

She shook her head " I can't."

"Can't or won't Mac?" he countered "Those are two very different things." He reached out grabbing her by the forearms and hauling her toward him " You know what I think? I think yer running from yerself . What I can't figure out is what yer running from. "

His eyes studied hers, there was so much brewing beneath their violet depths. So much he had missed before, so much he hadn't seen.

"Why do you care?"

Her question pulled at him, he shouldn't care he knew that and most times he didn't but for some reason he did. "Just do." He answered

"Don't," She warned "Don't care about me."

Despite his better judgment he reached out lightly stroking the softness of her cheek, his gaze lowering to her lips before slowly making their way back to violet eyes that had suddenly grown a shade darker. He reached out pulling her against him, the soft curves of her body connecting solidly with the hard planes of his " Too late darlin'. Way too late." He said softly

Whatever she was going to say was muffled by his mouth against hers, a surge of energy shot through him at the feel of her lips beneath his. He could almost feel the inner turmoil raging within her. Her body was tense in his arms, her back stiff. Gently he kissed her, his mouth slowly sliding and melding over hers, his tongue lightly tracing her lips, before slipping inside to mingle with hers. Want and need slammed through him at the contact. She tasted like sweet honey, her mouth soft and warm beneath his. He'd meant for the kiss to be brief, to soothe her but he couldn't pull away. Slowly he felt the tension in her begin to ebb and fade until she was kissing him back. Her hands winding around his neck her, fingers tunneling through his hair.

He pulled away resting his forehead against hers " Ma-" he was cut off her mouth claiming his in a kiss that was both heaven and hell. Gently she bit his lower lip, drawing it into her mouth as if to kiss away the hurt. Her body pressing tightly against his. She wasn't thinking clearly, he knew that but at this point neither was he.

"Mac ." He whispered, taking a deep breath , setting her gently away from him.

She gazed at him a mixture of emotion flickering across her face, her breathing ragged. He raked a hand through his hair watching as she made her way to the Danger room doors. She paused turning to look at him. " You coming?"

Xavier Institute for higher learning

11:27 Pm

How they made it from the danger room to the adult wing of the mansion she didn't know. Nor did she care, this, whatever this was had been brewing between for weeks now. Perhaps it was the shock of the news this afternoon that had her sense reeling, whatever it was she didn't care. She just wanted this, whatever this was. They managed to keep their hands to themselves on the ride up in the elevator and as they made their way down darkened hall .

She hesitated as they paused outside his bedroom door, he rose a brow as if asking if she was sure. She ignored it stepping through the door and into his room. For a moment she was taken a back at what she saw. His room though similar to hers was vastly different; it was decked out in earth tones that reminded her of the woods not too far from the mansion. The tans, greens and browns emanating a peaceful feeling. His room was neater than she has expected, everything in place in a form of organized chaos from the boots on the floor to the organized closet she glimpsed as she made her way past his lazy boy recliner.

Slowly she made her way towards the terrace doors, opening them and stepping out into the cool night air. His view of the property was even different form hers. While her room over looked the lake and basketball courts his view was over the expansive fields and the woods of the property. She took a deep breath bracing her palms on the terrace her gaze falling on the full moon in the evening sky.

She didn't need to turn around to know Wolverine had followed her on the terrace she could feel him. She turned to find him leaning in the door way, one shoulder propped against the door frame as he studied her, his gaze full of a quiet intensity that sent a shiver racing through her.

"Nervous?" he questioned.

She shook her head "No."

He crossed his arms over his chest, his expression hard to read in the moonlight " We don't have to do this." He said slowly

" You change your mind?"

"No."

"Neither have I." she hesitated a moment "' 'Sides I'd hate for you to think I'm just a tease."

His bark of laughter was surprising " I wouldn't think that."

She angled her head to look at him " No?" She questioned "Then what would you think?"

He pushed away from the door frame, his steps slow and deliberate as he closed the distance between them. Leaning forward he placed his hands beneath hers, trapping her against the terrace "I'd think I didn't do a good enough job convincing you to stay."

His voice was warm and husky against her hair. The warmth of his breath sending shivers down her back, he was closer than she'd ever been to him. The subtle smell of minty after shave, mixed in with leather and exotic cigars reached her nose in a smell she could only call Logan.

Logan, his name streaked across her mind, She didn't think she'd ever said his name. Not since the first night he'd told it to her. Gently she reached out, her hands stroking over a whisker stubbed cheek.

"Then by all means Wolverine. Convince me to stay."

She didn't think it was possible but his gaze grew darker , a subtle smile touching his lips as leaned against her lightly brushing his lips against her , not full a kiss but just enough to send a tremor of pleasure racing through her. He did it again lightly brushing his lips over hers, using his body to gently pin her against the marble stone behind her. His chest lightly rubbing against hers, drawing her nipples into hardened peaks beneath her tank top.

She bit her lip fighting the waves of pleasure that coursed through her. His head dipped again, capturing her lips in a searing kiss, She angled her head up meeting his lips as they came crashing down on hers, his tongue sweeping inside mingling with hers. He pulled away again, lightly nibbling at the corners of lips, his tongue teasing the seam, before once more darting inside.

She smiled against his lips, enjoying his game, but she had a game of her own to play. She reached up wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth to hers. He laughed against her lips "Impatient." He murmured.

"Something like that." She said softly. A whimper coming from her as he changed the tempo of the kiss, his mouth cascading over hers full of hunger and want. Strong hands wound into her hair holding her in place as his mouth stroked and melded over hers. This was kiss was nothing like the kiss in the danger room. That kiss had been gentle coaxing, this kiss demanded she wipe everything from her mind but the here and now. That she feel everything and thought of nothing.

She returned the kiss, struggling to gain control as his tongue swept through her mouth, teasing and taking as he pulled her closer. His hands leaving a trail of heat coursing through as they slid over her back, coming around to stoke over her rib cage before settling at the swell of her breast. His thumb grazing the underside of her breast before letting the fullness of it fill his palm. His thumb teasing the already taunt peak. A low moan pried from her lips filling the silent night air, as pleasure pooled deep inside of her, awakening something she thought she had buried a long time ago. She reached out her fingers raking over the hard muscles of his forearms, up the taunt muscles of shoulders before lightly skimming down the worn material of his shirt. He flinched as her hands meet the heated flesh of his chest , her fingers tracing the rough and rugged planes. Her hands continued their journey splaying across the taunt muscles of his back. Her fingers running the length of his spine.

They tumbled backwards towards his room the terrace door clattering shut at they passed through it. She connected with the door with a thud , a whimper of protest escaping her as his mouth left hers, moving to the delicate skin of her neck. She closed her eyes at the sensation her head falling back against the terrace door giving him better access. He pulled her to him molding her body against his as if afraid to break contact, His hands skimmed down her back over her hips before dropping lower to squeeze her perfectly rounded bottom, pulling her more flush against. She gasped at the first feel of the hard rigid length of him against her. The sensation causing desire to slam through her. She Needed more Wanted more of this, more of him. As if sensing it he reached down, lifting her the last few inches she needed to have the hard length of him pressed exactly where she wanted. Her legs lifted , wrapping around him her hips rotating against him in a slow subtle rhythm that had them both moaning.

"Keep that up, and this will be over 'for its get started." He growled his tone strained

"Keep what up?" She rolled her hips again, watching as his eyes closed at the sensation . Instead of answering her lifted her higher, his lips finding hers in the darkness as he walked with her covering the last few feet to the bed . She framed his head with her hands , her fingers stroking over his cheek to the muscles of his neck and back again. Gently he released her letting her slide down the length of him and onto the bed before reaching for the buttons of his shirt. She pushed to her knees before him, stilling his hands and replacing them with hers, her fingers slowly pushing the buttons through their holes. She took her time, leaning forward to place a kiss to the smooth olive skin below her fingers.

SNIKT.

She paused at the sound of his claws extracting, watching with practiced ease as he reached between them, cutting away the last few buttons of his shirt before shrugging it to the floor. He was well defined his chest broad , a light sprinkling of dark hair across dusting across the breath of his chest.. She pressed her hands to his flesh, letting her fingers splay across the warm surface, down over the rough planes of his rib cage before moving lower to caress the hard lines of his six pack. He was holding himself in check, she could feel it. His muscles where quivering beneath her fingers as he fought to hold himself still letting her explore him . She leaned forward pressing a kiss to the base of his throat, trailing soft kisses up the side of his neck, gently nibbling before flicking her tongue against his ear. Smiling at his sharp intake of breath.

"Having fun?" His voice was gruff, against the side of her ear. Her eyes flickered to his for a moment before, she pressed a hard kiss against his lips.

" Aren't you?" Her voice sounded foreign to her ears, the sound breathy and desire filled. He reached for her tank top, gently tugging it over her head. Lightly he traced a finger over her shoulder, over the smooth skin of her collarbone, between the deep V of her breast. His head dipped following the route his finger had taken, his hands caressing the sides of breast before gently flattening across her nipples. She bit back the moan that threatened to escape her.

His touch was rough yet gentle at the same time as his fingers splayed over her body, gently he eased her backward the sheets cool against her inflamed flesh. His tongue traced from her neck to navel circling before returning to the deep V between her breasts. His large hand slipped beneath her expertly unhooking her bra and removing it, baring her to him. Slowly his head lowered taking a chocolate nub into his mouth, his tongue swirling over it . Her back arched as pleasure coursed through her. he took his time his pace unhurried as he suckled ,he reached up filling his hand with the weight of her other breast. His thumb and forefinger lightly teasing and stroking over it until the nipple hardened for the wetness of his mouth. He turned his attention to her other breast, lightly flicking his tongue against the hard peak, watching at it puckered beneath his administrations.

Warm heat spread through her , floating down into her center. Spreading through her limbs as he molded and suckled against her. Her hands fisted through his hair, as she tried to bite back the cry of please that threatened to pry itself from her lips

" Wolverine." She gasped, her toes curling as he continued, his pace slow and deliberate as he stroked and teased her, His tongue swirling and flattening against her flesh.

"Logan." He whispered against her skin " Out there I'm Wolverine, but right here, right now. It's just Logan. "

She nodded watching beneath hooded eyes as he kissed down her stomach, stopping above the waist of her jeans before gently tugging them down her hips.

SNIKT

Once more the sound of his claws extracting pierced the night air. The cool blades hooking under the edges of her underwear , one moment they were there and with a flick of his wrist they were gone. His claws retracting. His hand trailed down the center of her body, stopping just above the dark mound of pubic hair.

She gasped at the first feel of him against her " Oh god." His fingers slid over her folds, gently caressing the peaked nub hidden from her view, before moving lower.

" You like that?" He whispered his tone gruff, he flicked his wrist " or that."

She closed her eyes at the immense pleasure that rippled through her. She couldn't think, it felt too good, his fingers moving within her. His pace unrelenting , each flick of his wrist bringing a different wave of pleasure pulsing within her

"Look at me." He commanded

She struggled to open her eyes as he brought her closer to that distant peak.

" Come apart for me darlin'" he whispered, his yes never leaving hers , even as his fingers picked up speed.

She took a deep breath trying to slow her breathing as he moved against her sending endless waves of pleasure radiating through her. She couldn't tear her gaze away from his, even as the ripples of her release began moving through her , she kept her eyes on his moving against his hand as he brought her tumbling over the edge.

He pulled away, his gaze never leaving hers as he unbuckled his belt, pushing away the remainder of his clothing before one more joining her on the bed. He leaned over her, his mouth skating across hers, as he fumbled in the night stand beside the bed.

She let her hands stroke down the hard planes of his body until her fingers closed over his hard rigid flesh. He jerked at the contact. " Mac." His said thickly , his tone holding a warning. She ignored him running her fingers along his length, before shimming down a bit to flick her tongue against the smooth velvety flesh.

"Shit." His voice sounded pained the last remnant of his control begin to show as slowly she took him into the heat of her mouth, her tongue swirling over the head of him before continuing down, her fingers lightly stroking over the length of him.

His deep growl of pleasure filled the night air, his eyes squeezing shut as he fought to gain control "Later.'" he rasped slowly easing away from her. His eyes rolling as he forced himself to leave the confines of her mouth and pulling her up to cover her mouth with his in a quick kiss.

She said nothing watching with desire filled eyes he opened the condom in his hand, covering himself expertly before gently nudging apart her gasped at the first feel of him against her hot and searching, he pushed himself onto his forearms, twisting and then surging forward filling her with a hard push.

Her breath caught , her body tightening around him, her body arching."Mmmhpmh " It was a mixture of pain and pleasure at the first feel of him against her. Her body stretching to accommodate him He held himself still, giving her time to get used to his length.

"You okay?" He voice was a muffled against her neck, She couldn't speak, couldn't find her voice over the waves of pleasure rippling through her ." Mac?" He said his rawly " You okay?"

Instead of answering, she lifted her legs, wrapping them around his hips and subtly rolling them against him.

"Damn." He gasped hoarsely, he began moving slowly his thrust long and forceful. Almost completely withdrawing before filling her completely. She moved with him, following his lead at the unhurried pace that he set. Her hands skimming the tight muscles of his back, As they slipped into an ancient dance between a man and woman.

The room filled with sounds of the headboard lightly lapping against the wall at the forcefulness of his thrusts, the springs of the bed creaking in protest as they pushed and pulled against each other. The once quiet night air filled with their moans of pleasure as they moved slowly towards an unseen crest.. The deep seeded scent of sex, need and want filling the air

" So … fuckin..tight ." The words were ripped from his lips as he moved above her. The muscles in his arms tight with tension as he fought to regain in his control. "Wet " He groaned. " So damn wet." She could feel it building within her as she matched him stroke for stroke,heat radiating deep inside of her, filling her bringing her closer and closer to a release that was within her grasp.

"Don't move." He commanded holding her hips still as he changed their rhythm, teasing her, filling her with only the tip of him in short quick strokes. She whimpered, trying to take more of him, but she couldn't, he held her steady, his large hands holding her hips as he moved against her. Slowly he plunged himself deep within her filling her to the hilt in two long forceful thrust, before once more he pulled nearly all the way out continuing his onslaught the pattern repeating.

Her head whipped back and forth against the pillow her eyes closing as he changed tactics, lifting her legs to his shoulders pushing himself to the hilt on each thrust. She lifted her hips meeting each of his thrust with one of her own, clinging to him, pulling him even deeper.

She heard herself cry out, felt the wave of pleasure roll through her as every cell and fiber in her body focused on the deep shaft, pounding deep within her. He dipped his head swallowing her cries of pleasure as sensation exploded inside of her, she bucked against him, her orgasm ripping through her. She reached behind her grasping the head board as he continued his unrelenting pace, already she could feel the new tremors within her building, growing as he moved changing the movement of his hips into yet a different rhythm. She let her legs drop back down, wrapping them tightly around his waist, drawing him in deeper before twisting and shifting against him so that she was now on top.

Slowly she moved over him, riding the full length of him. Her inner muscles clenching and milking him with each stroke. His body tensed beneath her his eyes closing . She reached out her finger tracing the tight cords of his neck over the taunt muscles of his shoulders. She pushed down, burying his length within her , moving her hips in a figure eight pattern over the head of him.

"Fuck ." The words were torn from his lips, his eyes flying open. She continued her onslaught moving her hips gently lifting herself as she rolled her hips forward and back changing the angle. His fingers dug into her hips, his body rising to meet her thrust as she pushed down against him. His hands roamed her body, tracing over the smoothness of her hips, before traveling higher to cup her breasts, his fingers brushing over the nipple until it grew taunt beneath his fingers. Slowly his hand made its way down her body coming to rest above where they were joined, his gaze flickering to hers, before gently he circled the blood filled nub with his thumb sending tremors down her back .

She threw her head back, her body once more climbing the crest as pleasure surged through her. She couldn't take it, it was almost too good. His gaze never left her face, the intensity within them daring her to look away from what was happening between them. She watched something in his eyes flicker, whatever control he had left slipping away, the look in his eyes growing predatory, animalistic. He flipped them pinning her beneath him, taking her arms and holding them above her. " Logan." His name left her lips on a deep hiss her body arching as another wave of pleasure slammed through her.

He kept moving , his pace increasing, his hips jerking as he quickened his pace within her. She lifted her legs, holding on to him, her teeth chattering at the increased force of each thrust as he searched for his release His muscles growing tight and strained beneath her fingers, his head snapped back a guttural shout of pleasure tearing from his throat as he exploded deep within her. Even then he kept moving the final pumps of his hips sustaining the ripples of pleasure that coursed through them.

He pressed his forehead to hers, trying to regain his breath before rolling away and dropping onto his back. "I'd say you did a good job of convincing me." She gasped falling against the pillows, her arms covering her eyes. The roaring sound of her heart hammering in ears she felt the bed give beneath his weight, she lowered her arm, turning her head to look at him. His dark eyes held a sated amusement, "Who said I was done convincing you?"