He was touching her.
Her bare skin, without any barrier between them.
And it wasn't hurting either of them.
In fact…it was pleasing them both immensely.
He had entered her room quietly, the sound of the door opening and closing for him hadn't penetrated her thoughts as she stared absently out her bedroom window. She'd nearly screamed when he had suddenly appeared behind her and slid an arm around her waist, but before the sound was uttered her body recognized him and stifled it.
Logan, her body sang.
It was Logan's big, strong right arm locked around her waist pulling her body back into his.
It was Logan's hard chest her shoulders came to rest against.
It was Logan's distinct scent of sweat, some unscented soap, and other things she could never describe and had come to think of as just Logan.
He pressed the palm of his right hand against her stomach and spread the fingers down over her abdomen. His left hand he tangled in her short reddish hair and used it to tilt her head to the side, exposing the vulnerable length of her bare neck.
Her eyes fell shut as her hands slid back to grip his thighs and hold them against her. She felt him growing aroused under the tight denim jeans he wore. Feeling that flesh swell against her bottom made her gasp and grind slowly against it.
At that movement of her hips, his mouth locked onto the sensitive flesh of her neck, right where it met with her shoulders. While his lips nibbled that area, his right hand slid lower down the front of her body.
His touch seemed to burn right through the thin cotton of the big t-shirt she wore - the only thing covering her body as she had been preparing to go to sleep.
Without knowing it, she had begun to moan at his attentions to her neck. Lost in sensations, she also failed to notice his hands moving down to grip the bottom of her sleepwear and begin dragging it up her body.
She only realized what was happening when he took his mouth from her neck to pull the garment over her head and off. She'd whimpered at the loss of contact and the sound had startled her into opening her eyes.
For a moment, she was stunned to realize she was now completely nude.
Only for a moment, though, because within a heartbeat Logan had tossed the t-shirt aside and placed his hands back on her now naked flesh.
Both his arms came around her from behind – the right hand slid upward to caress and fondle her breasts while the left slid down to play with the hair between her legs.
She gasped at the left hand's bold caress and grabbed the arm with both of her own hands to stop it.
Logan growled at the attempted restraint and nudged her head to the side with his own so his lips could again claim her neck.
Her resistance at his scandalous touch melted away as his teeth and tongue found a spot on her throat that made her whole body weak. On her neck, right below the jaw he found a place that he only had to brush with his lips to make her completely in his control.
He suckled firmly at the spot while allowing his left hand to continue its playful caresses and grow even bolder.
She gave a gasping moan when the big, talented fingers of that hand slid down and found out how effected her body was by all his attention. She was wet. Hot and wet for him, because of him.
The fingers of his right hand had made a similar discovery in the hardness of her nipples.
Both of his hands thoroughly explored these discoveries, making her cry out with pleasure as her body writhed against his. Soon it all became too much and her knees just gave out.
She would have fallen, had he not been expecting such a reaction and braced himself to take her weight.
Logan's hands released their holds on her most private places to turn her slightly before sliding one arm behind her shoulders and the other under her legs, picking her up against his chest. He turned to carry her to her bed, but before moving in that direction he fulfilled their mutual need to kiss.
Her arms wrapped around his neck and her hands slid into his hair as his mouth came down over hers. Without hesitation, she parted her lips and a second later his strong, rough tongue was pressing inside.
The kiss was hot and hard and hungry and she returned it with every ounce of passion she had.
They slowly made their way to the bed, where he let her go long enough to tear the clothing from his body.
Her eyes devoured every hard, flawless inch of his muscled body in the seconds he stood in front of her naked before moving to lay that body down over hers.
His hot flesh pressed against her hot flesh and they sank back onto the bed.
Their lips joined again in another passionate kiss as her arms locked around his shoulders and her legs parted to make room for his hips.
Taking the silent invitation she offered, he growled and moved between those eagerly parted legs and ….
~*~*~
Damn damn double damn.
Rogue threw her hand out to grab her ringing alarm clock and hurl it against her bedroom wall.
Of all the moments to be woken up!
Wanting to return to sleep and finish having her favorite dream, but knowing she couldn't, a very grumpy Rogue rolled out of bed to get ready for the training the whole team was required to report to the Danger Room for in forty-five minutes.
