Veronica slept better than she had in an extremely long time. It had only taken minutes after her earth shattering release to drift off into blissful sleep.
She couldn't specifically remember any of her dreams, but she would bet her entire college savings that they had starred Logan.
It wasn't until she was standing under the warm spray of her morning shower that a family of butterflies decided to inhabit her stomach.
As nervous as she had felt just texting Logan or speaking to him on the phone last night, it would be nothing compared to seeing him face to face at school. She felt a mixture of anxiety and excitement at the thought of seeing him. She'd have to survive the day if she wanted to make it to 8 o'clock tonight.
As the water cascaded down her naked body she closed her eyes and pictured Logan. She imagined that the water was his mouth tickling at her neck, trailing kisses down it's smooth expanse on its way to her breasts. She envisioned that the heat of the stream was his lips wrapping around her nipple to suck; and that the water running down her legs was his hands and fingers exploring her body. She spread her legs slightly as though to give him more access.
Her core ached, which was now an all too familiar sensation associated with Logan, and she didn't even hesitate this time before reaching down.
It was intoxicating to feel the water on her body as her hands worked towards her release. She easily pictured that he was knelt down before her, brown eyes staring up at her, filled with hunger. Leaning forward to place small kisses against her neatly trimmed mound. Lifting her leg and placing it over his shoulder as she gripped the shower wall for stability.
Her hand worked furiously now racing towards her release, the thought of his sinful tongue finally making contact with her sensitive aching clit pushed her over the edge.
She was glad the water muffled her moan as she welcomed the pleasure that washed over her body. She suddenly felt far less nervous, and far more excited.
The drive to Neptune High felt like seconds as Veronica's every available thought was consumed with Logan, she was thankful that she had made it all the way without running any stop signs or crashing the car.
She parked her car and gathered up her bag, she could feel herself subconsciously scanning the parking lot for Logan and wasn't sure if she was relieved or not that he wasn't there.
It wasn't until lunch that the boy who plagued her thoughts made an appearance. She could see him seated with Duncan and Dick as they ate lunch, laughing together over something Dick had said. A real piece of high brow humour, one could only assume.
Veronica hadn't realized that she was staring at the boy until her best friend Wallace snapped his fingers in front of her face.
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" Not her finest moment, as Wallace just scoffed at her shaking his head. But could you really blame her? Logan had stretched and a small little strip of skin had been revealed. And she could see a sprinkling of hair that trailed down, vanishing into his jeans. She would give anything to follow that trail...
*Snap* Snap*
"Earth to Mars"
God did she need to get laid, this was getting seriously ridiculous.
When the bell rang sounding that lunch was over Veronica and Wallace made their way into the school towards their lockers. After the third instance of being caught starring she had made a point to focus as much as she could on her friend. He was kind enough to only mildly tease her and she was almost relieved that he thought she had been looking at Duncan. She felt slightly bad for not telling him what was going on, but honestly, it was only going to be a one time thing and she doubted he wanted a play by play of her sex life.
Wallace had grabbed his books faster than she had and had shot her a quick salute goodbye as he took off down the hall. Veronica had turned her attention back to her locker when a shiver shot down her back. Someone was brushing against her so closely that she could feel their breath against her skin.
Her guard immediately rose, hands forming fists ready to strike when the person spoke.
"Meet me in your 'office' in ten minutes"
And just like that he was gone, a flash of Logan disappearing down the hall.
The smell of him lingered as she closed her locker door and scanned the emptying hall. He smelled like clean laundry, slightly too much cologne and something uniquely him. She was already addicted.
After making a quick appearance in her History class, and an even quicker excuse, Veronica found herself hurrying down the hall towards the girls bathroom. It was all she could do not to run.
Everyone knew that this was her unofficial office, Logan having used it to acquire her services on a few occasions himself. It was now her turn to acquire his services.
She took a deep breath before safely securing the 'Out of Order' sign on the door and pushing it open.
She wasn't prepared for the way he immediately pounced on her, pressing her up against the newly closed door. Before she could comprehend what was going on warm lips connected with hers. It took her mear seconds to respond, giving back as good as she was getting.
The feel of his muscular body pressed against hers was overwhelming all of her senses. She was drowning in him, and honestly she'd gladly lose air for this.
She shuddered when his tongue ran against her bottom lip, begging for permission to enter. As she gladly obliged, she couldn't help remember her dream from this morning, the contact of his tongue on hers was almost too much to bear.
This with intoxicating but she needed more. Her arms wrapped around his neck, fingers tangling in his short hair. She gave an experimental tug and was rewarded but a moan against her lips.
"I've been thinking about you all fucking day." Logan confessed between kisses as he pulled back for air. His lips made their way to her neck, sucking hard on the skin. Veronica had a flash of worry what people would think seeing her covered in marks, but it left just as quickly as his tongue lapped at her skin.
One of his hands traveled down to her waist to pull her body tighter against his, they both moaned at the contact.
"Me too..." She gasped as his teeth scraped across her sensitive skin giving her a gentle nip.
"I came this morning for you..." She admitted, he groaned against her skin as his grip tightened on her waist.
"You're seriously going to kill me woman." He teased as he kissed his way up to her ear. When he ran his tongue along the outer edge, nibbling at her lobe, she had to squeeze her legs together for relief.
"What were you thinking about?" He asked in a whisper into her ear, his breath tickling, sending a wave of pleasure through her entire body.
She closed her eyes tightly as he kissed his way to her other ear, nibbling and kissing her smooth skin.
"You...were on your knees in front of me.." She felt him pull away at her words and she was momentarily worried that she had said something wrong until she noticed that he had dropped to his knees.
"Then what?" He asked, smirk on his beautiful lips and a glimmer of mischief in his brown eyes. He leaned forward, raising her shirt just high enough to expose a strip of skin, his mouth eagerly explored the newly discovered area.
"You kissed me..." Her eyes were wide now as she anticipated his every move.
"Here?" He asked as he kissed her lower abdomen, maintaining eye contact. She shook her head no.
Her fingers found the button of her jeans and shook harder than should would like to admit as she undid it. She lowered the zipper and pushed the tight fabric off of her hips until they were pooled around her feet.
"Here" She said in the bravest tone she could muster, finger tracing over the lace of her panties.
His fingers gently grabbed the lacy fabric as his eyes silently asked for permission. When she responded with a small almost imperceptible nod he lowered the article of clothing down until they met her discarded jeans.
She anxiously looked down into his eyes, having never been this naked in front of anyone before. All she was met with was hunger and desire. She was surprised by how much it turned her on to be on display for him. Wetness pooled between her legs at the thought.
"Veronica..." Her name sounded like a prayer on his lips and she understood all the words that wern't said.
He leaned forward, lips pressed gently against her mound. It was an entirely different speed and mood than their kiss had been. But somehow it was just as intense, just as satisfying.
"What happened next?" He asked, just wanting her to say the words.
She was far passed being shy at this point, the need to feel his tongue against her core was overwhelming.
"You lifted my leg onto your shoulder..." He mimicked her words with actions as he gently lifted her left leg to rest as comfortable as possible against the fabric of his t-shirt. Her hands immediately gripped the wall for support.
"And you made me cum with just your mouth..." Logan didn't need to be told twice. It surprised her when he kissed and licked at her inner thigh, making his way towards her dripping heat, that hadn't been in her fantasy but it certainly would be next time.
Veronica had to bite her lip to stop the sounds her body so desperately wanted to make. Nothing could have prepared her for the moment that his tongue made contact with her hot centre, her dream was beyond pale in comparison to the real thing. She hated poetry, but she wanted to write some about his mouth.
Without realizing it she was moaning his name, it sounded like a mantra in his honour.
He deserved it.
Her hands found his hair once again as she pushed his face deeper against her core. When he licked against her opening, inserting his tongue inside of her it felt like fireworks had exploded behind her eyes.
Her climax was edging it's way closer and her desperation rose.
"Please Logan, Please." She begged him without shame. She could feel tears prickle her eyes as pleaded for release.
He took mercy on her as his tongue and lips found her clit once again, with his full attention to her most sensitive area it felt like seconds before the most powerful orgasm of her life ripped through her entire body.
When she came down from her high she felt his tongue lapping at her centre tasting the results of her pleasure.
He hardly had time to fully stand before she pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss. It was different for her to taste herself on his tongue, but she liked it.
Her hands made there way down towards his waistband where an evident bulge was starting to tent the fabric. She gently brushed against his straining erection, earning herself a moan before she felt his hands gently stop hers.
Before she had a chance to overanalyze and panic he cupped her chin, forcing her to make eye contact.
"We have to stop. The bell is about to ring and you need to get cleaned up." He gave her a little wink at his words, which was surprisingly comforting.
"But don't you worry, tonight we have the house to ourselves and there will be so much more of that."
He helped her redress, playfully cupping her ass as he secured her jeans.
"Plus now you owe me." He teased as he gave her one final deep, earth-shattering kiss before quietly exiting the bathroom.
How many minutes until 8?