Chapter 10: At Last
The sun had barely begun to slip through the shades when Veronica eased into wakefulness. She felt warm and cozy snuggled under the covers. She slowly became aware of a firm body pressed against her back, a face buried against her neck and a leg tangled between hers. She could hear a snore coming from the floor which she easily identified as Backup.
Opening her eyes slightly, she glanced down to see Logan's arm wrapped around her waist, his hand under her shirt, resting on her lower belly. Closing her eyes again, she snuggled back against his warmth for a few minutes until nature insisted she get up. Easing out from under his arm, she went in the bathroom and emerged a few minutes later to find he had flopped over onto his stomach and was now half in her spot, face buried in her pillow.
Standing over the bed, she surveyed his back, staring at the small scars formed by belts and cigarettes. Her eyes were misting but she blinked it away as she knew he would never accept her pity. The scars were part of the past and while each one helped form a part of who he had become, he could not and would not be defined solely by the abuse. There were many facets that composed Logan, more than even more than she would have guessed until lately.
She wasn't sure how long she stood there before she felt Backup pushing against her leg, whining quietly. He obviously needed to go outside to answer nature's call himself. Looking around, she grabbed Logan's sweatpants from the floor, and slipped them on along with her shoes. Once downstairs, she found Backup's leash and clipped it on before they went outside. While the Echolls' property was completely gated, it was very large and she did not want to chase after Backup if he decided to go exploring.
Once back inside, she left Backup downstairs in the kitchen with his breakfast. Mrs. Navarro was off today so there was no worry about the dog scaring her and Veronica did not think Logan would care if the dog was free to roam the house. Back in the bedroom, Veronica found that Logan had now moved back over to his side of the bed and was lying on his back, arms slung up over his head, blankets pushed low on his waist. Veronica was free to admire his well-toned chest and six-pack. Biting her lip, she made her decision and discarded the sweats before crawling back under the covers.
She wondered briefly if this was fair. Could trying to seduce a man while he was asleep be construed as taking advantage of him? It wasn't like she was trying to force him into doing something in which he wasn't interested. She had felt his desire last night and had been surprised when he pulled back. When he had pulled her close last night, she had stiffened slightly in surprise. She thought the move had been imperceptible but now she worried that he may have noticed it and mistook her reaction as fear or worse, rejection.
She was a little scared, but imagined she felt the same fear as other virgins contemplating sex for the first time. She had not really thought of herself in that context since Shelley's party. Logan's recent declaration that she was in fact a virgin in all ways that matter made her realize that he was correct. The physical barrier had been broken, but the mental one was still very much intact. Up to this point she had willingly left the decision of how far things progressed to Logan, but she wanted more and she wasn't sure how long it would take before Logan would be comfortable making the final move. A part of her admitted that she wanted control of the situation the first time. She had lost her ability to make a choice last time and she needed to regain the control and confidence she had lost.
Tentatively she moved her fingers lightly across the plains of his chest and abdomen. Though he was still asleep, his body followed her touch, wanting more. Emboldened she slid her palm up and down his torso. It was nice and smooth, the only hair a v-shaped patch that disappeared beneath his boxers.
With her index finger, she drew circles around his nipples, watching as they puckered in response. She lightly drew across the tip of one with her nail and was rewarded with a small hitch in his breathing. Leaning forward she laved it with her tongue before drawing the nipple into her mouth as he had done to her. A moan escaped him and his body grew restless as she used her mouth to excite him.
Her hand roamed down to trace him through his boxers. She felt him twitch in response, arching into her hand. She moved her mouth down his torso with a trail of kisses dipping her tongue in his belly button. She lifted her head to watch his reaction as she moved her hand under his boxers and trailed her fingers along his length. His eyes shot open and a moan escaped him as she wrapped her hand around him and gently squeezed.
Grinning wickedly, she placed her mouth on his, darting her tongue out to gain access to his. He eagerly responded to her kiss, plowing a hand through her hair to pull her mouth closer. The other hand sought out her breast, teasing the nipple through the fabric. Before he could take the situation over, she pulled back and shook her head, "Uh-huh, this is my turn." He let out a hiss of frustration as she removed her hand from his boxers. That frustration gave way to eagerness though when her hands started tugging his boxers down his hips. He lifted his hips slightly to aid her in her quest. She could tell by the desire clouding his eyes that he was not going to call a halt to anything this morning. After shoving the blankets to the end of the bed and disposing of his shorts, she took the opportunity to take a nice long look at a naked Logan. It was the first time she had seen a live man naked and she had free reign to do as she pleased.
Straddling his hips, she rubbed herself against him as she leaned forward to kiss him again. He grabbed her hips and arched up against her. His hands slipped down her panties to grab her ass and squeeze. Pulling her lips away, she grabbed his hands and placed them by his head. Trailing her lips down his torso, she stopped briefly to torment his nipples before moving lower. By the time she took him in her mouth, Logan was moaning uncontrollably, begging her to end his torment. She was grateful to Lilly for insisting Veronica learn to perform a blow job the proper way.
One day as they had been sitting in Lilly's room, gossiping and laughing as always, the topic had turned to sex. With Lilly that in and of itself was not a rare occurrence but this time she was fixated on why guys loved oral sex and what techniques worked best. Veronica had blushed through the whole conversation so of course she had teased Veronica mercilessly about never doing it with Duncan.
Finally she said, "Veronica Mars, I'm going to teach you how to give a great blow job!" She had leaped off the bed and ran from the room only to return a few minutes later with a Popsicle split in two. Lilly took one half and proceeded to demonstrate techniques using the dessert as a faux penis. After a minute, she handed Veronica the other half and insisted she try it. Though embarrassed, she had done as Lilly requested. No one ever said no to Lilly Kane, most especially her best friend. They had gone through four Popsicles before Lilly was satisfied that Veronica at least had the basics down. Grinning wickedly she crowed, "Donut is going to owe me so big for this…he better erect a monument to my awesomeness!" The two girls had collapsed in hysterical laughter that only got worse when Duncan and Logan walked into the room and asked what had happened to all the Popsicles.
Apparently the techniques Lilly had shown her had stuck. Listening to Logan's gasps and moans, she figured she must not have been a bad student. A few minutes later Logan pulled her up his body and kissed her deeply, delving his tongue deep in her mouth. He drew back from her only long enough to yank her t-shirt off. They were sitting upright by this time with her in his lap, legs wrapped around his waist, her panties the only barrier between their bodies. Deciding he'd had enough teasing, he ripped the offending scrap of material away.
Pushing him back down on the bed, Veronica leaned over and rifled through his nightstand for the foil packets she found while snooping yesterday morning. When she was back leaning over him, he stroked her breasts before drawing a nipple into his mouth, sucking gently. One hand came down to touch her…circling, pinching her clit. Inserting first one and then two fingers, she tightened around him as her own desire grew to new levels. She drew his mouth back to hers, his tongue mimicking the movements of his fingers.
Their breathing was becoming labored, and their eyes clouded with desire as he finally withdrew his fingers. Her hands shook involuntarily as she reached down to sheath him with the condom. Straddling his hips, she guided his erection to her opening, taking him in slowly at first with shallow little strokes that grew deeper with each movement, until she could stand it no more and finally with one swift movement took in all of him. He continued to let her set the direction and pace of their little dance until unable to push herself over the edge, she begged for help that he gladly gave. Reaching a hand between them, he stroked her and pressed against her clit until she began contracting around him, her voice cracking on his name. The feel of her tremors set off his own orgasm and he cried out her name.
As they drifted back to reality, Veronica lay sprawled atop him, her ear pressed against his pounding heartbeat. The sweat on their skins had cooled and was causing them to stick together by the time Logan gently rolled her off of him. Kissing her a few times, he got out of bed and went into the bathroom. She laid there, eyes closed, listening to the toilet flush and water running. She heard him come back in the room but was too tired to even open her eyes until she felt the shock of a warm clothe pressed against her tender skin, easing the mild soreness that had begun to form. She stared into his eyes, overwhelmed by the love she saw there as he tended to her body. After he threw the washcloth in the hamper, he crawled back in the bed, drawing the covers back over their bodies.
They lay on their sides, arms wrapped around each other, kissing softly for what felt like hours. At last she drew away and looking him in the eyes said simply, "I love you Logan."
She watched as his eyes fill with what looked like a combination of relief, passion, love, and joy. He grinned wickedly and told her that he loved her too before pulling her back against him. As they settled on the pillows and drifted back to sleep, Veronica could see more streaks of light entering the room, promising a beautiful new day.