Title:
Love Loss 4
Name:
Joy
Email: SleepingBeauty2@ziplip.com
Rating: PG-13
A/N: Sorry for the lack of posting. I am working on a story
with my own characters and everything. Any one who would like the opportunity
to read what I've written so far drop me a line.
As they left the estate
Max drew Logan's attention to the gardener staring at them, "Logan…"
"Hmm…"
"Is there a reason the
gardener would find us so interesting?" Max nodded to the man to their left.
Logan
turned to see the dark penetrating eyes of the man staring. "Maybe it's our age
difference."
"I
don't think so… Its more perplexed then that."
"I
wouldn't worry… I'm anxious to get to the county records office," Logan said as
they started towards their car. Max looked back again to see the man still
staring.
"He
knows something Logan… He knows what we really are after."
"Well
sure… I'm sure he's seen a hundred people before us wanting the same thing.
He's probably just fiercely protective of the legend is all… Stop worrying."
Max
stared out the window of the car trying to focus once again on the mystery in
front of her rather then the mystery that sat beside her driving the car. In
solitary moments Max had to admit Logan was a mystery to her. He was the
challenge she could always count on to be enigmatic and soulful. In the end,
even if she never broke into another high security facility, Logan would be
enough of a puzzle for her to use all of her ingenuity on. He could satisfy her
cat like curiosity with his conversation, freedom fighting and general history.
For
Logan's part he sat running over their conversation at lunch, dissecting each
comment for subtext. Max had pretty much said he turned her on… or at least the
Eyes Only side of him was a turn on. She pretty much also owned up to the fact
that his poetry affected her… she liked it. He avoided thoughts of what subtext
he had spoken during the meal, knowing that it was far more then he intended.
The
long stretch of high way went through the center of town wound around where the
couple was staying, it also is in the near vicinity of the archives. "Were we
going back to the hotel before the archives?" Max asked sweetly with her big
brown eyes veiled through dark lashes.
"What?"
Logan asked wholly distracted by his 'wife's beauty.
"The
hotel… You drove past the record office five minutes ago."
"Oh…
Umm… Sorry. I don't think lunch agreed with me… We'll go to the office tomorrow
when we can spend the whole day."
"Alright…
Let's see if we can find a good place to swim around here. The Tyson's
mentioned a place named Kerr Lake. Maybe we can actually relax some on this
vacation," she said with a big smile.
"Why
not…"
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"You
did this on purpose!" Max fused as she pouted as Logan got them thoroughly lost
in a small area of Chapel Hill proper. "You really didn't want to go swimming and now it's late and dark and
you won't go!"
"I'm
sorry Max. I just don't think it's a good idea to go traipsing around after
dark. This is a state that was very proud of the fact you could declare someone
an outlaw and anyone could legally kill that person," Logan said as he
continued to follow Max on foot.
"Logan,
you're with me. I have put too much into you to let anyone hurt you," she said
continuing on her way.
Logan
however stopped dead in his tracks; "You've put too much into me… Gee thanks
Max… I sound like a pet you're training."
"I
didn't mean that and you know it… Come on… we're almost there. Promise that
you'll at least come in with me for a bit," she pled pouting slightly. Logan
rolled his eyes and nodded. They continued on until there was a gravel path
that led to a sign posted.
"What's
skinny dipping?" Max asked abruptly.
"Huh?"
Logan did a double take.
"On
the sign it says no skinny dipping. What is it?" she asked with a childlike innocence
that reinforced the tug on his heart.
"Umm…
Skinny-dipping is when you swim without clothes. Generally teenagers do it.
Right of passage sort of thing."
"Did
you?"
"Excuse
me?"
"Have
you ever been skinny dipping?" Max asked calmly with a slight smile as she
gazed at him.
Logan
began to sweat, "Sure when I was a teenager… Nothing big… I mean it wasn't a
big deal… I mean… It's something I have done… Yes."
"Well,
I haven't so I think we should… You can't deprive me of a right of passage, can
you Logan?"
Logan
stared dumbly at the goddess in front of him boldly shedding her clothing a
piece at a time as she walked toward the water and then dove in. He realized
his knees locked the minute her shoulder straps came down. Dear God he must be
dreaming because there is no way on earth Max would ever consciously strip down
in front of his eyes.
The
splash of water of Max's perfect dive sent ripples through the moonlit water.
"Come on in Logan. The water is nice and warm," Max stated causally waving him
in. Logan took two steps gingerly closer when Max said, "Let's see that fine
chest!"
"Excuse
me!" Logan balked.
"We're
skinny dipping!"
"No…
You're skinny-dipping. I only agreed to swim," he stated flatly.
"Logan…
You said this was a right of passage. I need you to do this with me."
"How
is my being naked going to help?" Logan asked with a hand on his hip.
"Then
it will be like the real thing."
An
evil glint came into Logan's eyes as he thought about the 'real thing' for him
when he went skinny dipping as a teenager. It was all an elaborate attempt to
get to see girls naked. For him personally, it was a way to possibly touch the
naked flesh of his girlfriend. By the end of the night it was the preamble to
losing his virginity. The images and sensations flowed through him like
lightening.
Boldness came over Logan
as he deftly stripped out of his clothes, making sure Max's eyes were on
him…and his body. His shirt was leisurely pulled over his head. He watched as
Max gulped when he reached for the tie of the front of his shorts. They locked
eyes as the garment fell. Max turned her head as Logan practically sauntered
into the water, unashamed of his body or its arousal. Max became all too aware
of the affect his demeanor had on her. She was no longer the one pushing the
buttons. Now her buttons were being pushed.
"If you really wanted this
to be like the real thing," Logan said in a seducing tone as he approached Max
cautiously, "there are other things involved." His penetrating stare totally
unnerved Max. She felt not only seduced but also stalked.
"Such as?" she replied
trying to remain calm.
"Such as," he repeated
getting close enough to her that she could feel his body heat, "this." He
raised his hands over her head and promptly dunked her in the lake water.
"You are so dead!" Max
scowled through her wet mane of hair.
And so began the water war
of splashing and frolicking, until that is, there became more body contact.
Logan grabbed Max's arms so she couldn't splash him. This led to Max shift their
combined body weight so that Logan and she would fall back together. She
quickly wrapped her arms around Logan's entire mid section as to pin his arms
to his body, bringing their skin right up against each other. "Got ya!" Max
shouted in triumph.
"Oh yeah…" was all Logan
could say as Max's breasts were pressed up against his bare chest. His arousal
was evident not only by his appendage but by the look in his eyes when he
looked on Max's face. Max loosened her grip caught up in the moment as Logan nudged
his arms up so he could pull her to himself.
Seconds passed as they
stared at each other in the moonlight. Logan lowered his mouth to Max's waiting
lips and they feasted upon each other. Naked flesh pushed up against each
other, chest to chest, heart to heart. Max's arms were about Logan's neck as he
stroked her back and hips as they continued to kiss.
Haggard breath and moans
wafted over the water as they continued to give in to what they desired.
Kissing along Max's neck he murmured, "I want you," in a breathy whisper.
The snap of a twig near by
and the high-pitched giggles of girls alerted Max they were not alone. "Logan,"
she whispered, "we have an audience."
"Then let's give them an
eye full…" he whispered huskily as massaged Max's hip and thigh while licked
her ear causing her to shiver and moan.
One of the teenagers
watching lost her balance and came crashing through the bushes. Max and Logan
instinctively snapped their heads to the youth lying in an undignified heap on
the ground. "Sorry…" the girl muttered. "You really shouldn't be here." She
stood and brushed herself off, "They have a habit of making examples of adult
skinny dippers for us kids."
By now Max had slipped
behind Logan for protection. "Thanks for the warning…" Logan said trying desperately
to calm his raging hormones. "Would you mind having your friends turn around as
well as yourself?"
"Not a problem," the girl
answered and turned to her friends with a flurry of whispers and giggles.
"Come on Logan," Max
whispered. "We better get going."
"We were going just fine
as far as I'm concerned," he said huskily, shooting Max a hot stare as they
vacated the water. They dried and dressed quickly.
"Hope we didn't shock
you," Logan said to the girl who had fallen.
"Tamer then the stuff we
can get on cable…but a live viewing is slightly more exciting," she responded.
The girl's candor
impressed him. "Hey Max you sure you don't have a missing younger sister?"
"Not every smart ass is
related to me Logan!" Max snapped back. "No offense," she said addressing the
teenager.
"Non taken," the teenager
responded. "If you want a cool place to get your groove on in town, I'd suggest
the old planetarium on campus. It's only used occasionally by the college."
Logan looked at her
keenly, "And the rest of the time?"
"Left to the devises of
the clever!" she smiled. He smiled as led him by the hand away while the
teenagers discussed the event with high-pitched voices only dogs and teenage
girls can understand.
"That was more fun then I
expected," Logan said as he got into the driver's seat. Max shot him a
disapproving glare from the passenger side. "So? Ya want to hit the
planetarium?"