Previously on Things Remembered...
As Max drives, Logan places his hand on her thigh and gently caresses her, lightly rubbing her leg. "Stockings, huh?"
Max chuckles softly. "You're such a guy."
"Oh really?" he asks with a devious look on his face. He then slides her skirt up so he can touch her right at the edge where the nylon meets her skin. Max gasps sharply when he starts stroking her leg. Logan continues, noting her white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel as he does. "Wait till we get home and do this again with my mouth."
It takes every shred of self-control Max possesses to get them home safely and not pull the car to the side of the rode and attack him. "You are so going to pay for that when we get back.
Now on with the story:
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Things Remembered Part 3
Disclaimer: as before
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After arriving back at the penthouse, Max and Logan share some heated kisses in the elevator. Logan's hands are shaking as he unlocks the door. As much as Max appears to be accepting him completely, he still can't help but feel a bit nervous. This was a big step in any relationship, and even more significant to Logan since it is his first time since his injury. He had ignored Sam and Bling when they tried to bring up the subject of post-SCI intimacy; at the hospital and during rehab he just wasn't ready to hear it. His wife left when he was fully functional-who was going to get involved with him broken? After he was released to home his morbid curiosity led him to check out a few websites and message boards, but he couldn't wrap his head around it.
Max notices that Logan has gotten quiet. (Nothing good ever came from a man thinking.) She turns on the stereo and puts on some mellow, sexy jazz. "May I have another dance?" she asks softly, as she puts her hand on his shoulder.
"Of course."
Max cues the next song, then sits in Logan's lap with her arms around him and rests her head on his shoulder. Logan puts one arm around her back and one hand on her thigh. As they dance, he is absently rubbing Max's leg. She is becoming aroused by the light strokes and she sighs in Logan's ear, then starts kissing his neck and nuzzling his ear. Logan slides his hand up her body to cup her cheek and turn her head to kiss her on the mouth. The kiss is less subtle than before; Max opens her mouth to let him in and moans at the feel and taste of him. (Man, he really knows how to kiss.) She moves her head to get a better angle and then she starts kissing him all over his face. Logan starts kissing down her neck, her collar bone, to the edges of her neckline. Max brings one of his hands to her breast and Logan begins massaging and caressing her. She sighs, purrs, and then moves to remove her sweater so that she is left with her satin camisole, her pert nipples showing through the thin fabric.
Logan is mesmerized at the sight. (Gorgeous...) He runs his hands up her arms, caresses her chest and then gently squeezes her breasts. "So beautiful." He slides one strap down, exposing her breast, then covers it with kisses and finally, suckling her. Max gasps in delight as she arches her back to get closer to him. She feels heat pooling in her center and becomes restless.
"Can we take this somewhere more comfortable?"
Logan kisses her on the lips. "Come on. You haven't seen my bedroom, officially anyway."
Max gets up; she figures they can get there more quickly if she walks. When they get there, Logan lights a few candles, while Max turns back the bed. After mentally wrestling with himself about what to do next, he goes to the dresser and pulls out a new toothbrush and hands it to Max. "Do you want to freshen up first, or should I?"
Max hesitates a moment, then picks up that Logan needs to attend to some things. "You can go ahead. I can always use the other bathroom." She smiles at him and gives him a quick kiss. "Hurry," she implores softly.
After Logan leaves, Max dashes into the guest bathroom to brush her teeth and her hair. She notices her face as she is doing this and realizes that she is flushed with excitement. She hurries back to Logan's room and sits on the bed to wait for him.
Max is nervous too; she desperately wants to make sure that Logan can get some satisfaction from this experience, and while she did the homework, she's not entirely sure that 1-she can give him what he needs and 2-he can let go of his hangups long enough to let go and enjoy it. Max knew there are other 'options' they could use, but she didn't want to bring them up for their first time together. It seemed like it would just put a spotlight on Logan and his differences and make him even more self-conscious. She wanted him to realize that 'different' didn't equal 'bad'. Ever since Max talked to Bling and realized that Logan loved her too, she had been thinking about what the disability meant to her and was she ready to deal with the 'reality of the situation' as OC would say. After dissecting and analyzing everything repeatedly, she kept coming back to the opinion that she wanted Logan in any form she could have him and that sex was a relatively small part of intimacy and the rest of the relationship they would hopefully have together. Original Cindy made her look at the hard questions and she still came to the same conclusion. She loved Logan, the person, with her whole being and she needed him so much her heart ached.
Logan returns and notices the pensive look on her face and hopes she isn't having second thoughts. (I love her so much, I would hate for her to regret this or worse, suddenly remember some vital errand and leave. It would kill me.)
When Max hears Logan come in, she gets a genuine smile on her face that seems to be lit from within. (How I love this man.) She stands up so he can move to sit on the bed. After He gets settled, he holds out a hand to her. Max comes to him and takes his hand, but she stops an arm length away. "I seem to remember someone promising to check out my stockings," she says softly, and she steps out of her pumps and raises her leg and rests her foot in his lap.
Logan's mouth goes dry. His lovely Max is only average height, but she is perfectly proportioned: lush breasts, slender waist, curvy hips and sexy long legs. Logan gently places his hands on her ankle and slowly slides them up her calf, past her knee to her thigh, past the nylon to her warm skin. Max gets goosebumps as he lightly strokes her skin with his fingertips. Logan leans over and kisses her thigh, working his way down until he gets to the lace edge of her stocking. Max shivers and sighs. He runs his tongue on her along the edge before grabbing it with his teeth and slowly sliding the material down her leg and caressing her with his hands as he uncovers he, then he trails light kisses down her leg and removes the stocking. Logan notes her satisfaction with a smile. He gently taps her other leg to get her to switch. Max complies, moving slowly to make sure her leg will support her. Logan repeats his actions on the other leg, a bit faster this time though, because he wants to explore other parts of her. When he finishes, he moves her leg down, slides his hands up to her waist, and brings her closer to him and kisses her abdomen. Max sighs and takes Logan's face and raises it so she can kiss his lips. She kisses him hungrily, running her fingers though his hair and devouring his mouth. This time Logan moans and holds her tighter. Max is struggling to keep control of herself. "I want to lie down with you," she whispers.
Logan moves back on the bed while she gets in next to him. He leans back against the headboard and looks at her. "There's really no good time to discuss this, but I don't know-"
Max silences him with a gentle finger on his lips. "While you didn't read any of those pamphlets and brochures, I did, as well as a bit more research. We'll figure it out Logan."
"It's just so awkward-"
"All first times are awkward. We're just going to have to take our time and do something that is difficult for both of us."
"What's that?"
"Tell each other the truth about how we're feeling every step of the way...I'll start, but you have to tell me what you like or don't like."
Logan sighs, but nods his head. "Okay."
"I really love it when you touch and kiss my breasts." Max takes his hand and places it over her heart. Logan slides it down to cup her breast gently before removing her camisole. He takes a moment to just take in her beauty before lightly grazing his fingertips over her.
"I'm sure you probably hear this all the time, but you're breathtaking."
Max's breath catches. "I've never heard it like that," she responds softly, "from someone that loves me." Her voice breaks at the end and tears come to her eyes.
Logan caresses her cheek. "I do love you Max. So very much." He kisses her lips gently, then kisses away her tears. Max turns her face and seeks his mouth again, kissing him more urgently. Logan eventually breaks the kiss only to trail more kisses down her neck to her breasts. He strokes and massages them along with kissing first one then the other, not missing one inch of her heated flesh. Max is moaning at the delicious sensations Logan is producing in her.
"More," she whispers. She feels Logan smile against her skin. He traces her nipples with his tongue, then when Max is writhing in frustration, he takes one toffee brown peak into his mouth and sucks. She arches toward him as he sets off an inferno inside her body. She moves a hand to hold him to her and the other hand is twisting the sheets. Her body is aching for more as he continues giving attention to her breasts. She feels surprisingly close to a climax and he hadn't even touched her below her waist. "Oh Logan," she sighs.
"Yes my Love."
"Hold me." Her voice sounds urgent. Logan pulls her close and holds her, stroking down her hair and back, and he feels her body trembling. He is starts to worry until he hears her moaning and feels her clinging to him. "Oh god! Oh Logan!'
When he feels her relax and her heartbeat has returned to normal, Logan pulls back to look at her. "Are you alright Angel?"
Max nods her head and kisses him. "That was amazing. That never happened to me before...I mean... I usually need more-"
"You mean you really just came?" he asks in a very surprised voice. She nods her head. "Just from me doing that?" She nods again, and starts to look embarrassed and turns her head away. Logan turns her back to face him. "Don't be embarrassed. It was beautiful to see. You can't imagine what that does for me." He lowers his voice. "I was worried about satisfying you."
(You were worried about satisfying Me?) "Well...you can put that worry to bed." She grins at the double entendre she inadvertently made. "Pun intended." They kiss again and another tremor runs through her.
"I'm glad. I was worried you were having a seizure until I heard my name." They both smile.
"How about we see if I can do anything for you?"
Logan takes Max's hand. "I don't know what's going to happen, but be assured Max, you have already given me lots of pleasure."
"I love you Logan." She begins kissing Logan, thoroughly ravaging every part of his mouth. She then scattered kisses all over his face and then comes back to his mouth for another scorching kiss. Max gets on her knees and straddles his lap so she can reach him better. She then kisses her way down his neck, nipping and nibbling along the way, periodically stopping and lingering in a spot when she hears Logan moan or gasp. She removes his sweater and gently runs her hands down his arms and smiles when he gets goosebumps. Max starts at one of his hands and starts kissing her way up his arms. When she reaches the inner part of his elbow, Logan moans and shudders.
"Is that a good shudder?"
"Oh Max," he gasps. "You can't imagine how good."
Max continues kissing and nibbling his body, noting when Logan reacts strongly to an area and spending more time there. When she gets up to his neck, he takes her face in his hand and raises it so he can kiss her on the mouth, tasting every crevice.
Logan's chest begins to feel too tight, like his body can't hold all of the feelings and emotions this incredible woman is arousing in him. He is so amazed by her willingness to go into new territory for both of them, and show her love and compassion without any pity. When she leaves his mouth to kiss down his neck to his chest, he notices a strong but different feeling when she is nipping at him over his ribs. "Stay there Max. Please." She happily complies, and as she continues licking and sucking there Logan feels a tightening and trembling from his waist up through his chest. "Max!" He grabs her arms as the feelings go on and she doesn't stop until she hears him moaning her name again and again. She moves up his body and holds him tight, occasionally kissing his face or chest. "Congratulations." she whispers.
He turns to face her and gives her a tender kiss. There are tears in his eyes. "I...I don't...I mean..." Logan gives up at his loss for words.
Max gets a big grin on her face. "If good sex makes you stutter than we did alright." Logan laughs and hugs her to him. "Thank you Max."
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TBC