20. A Time to Remember
"Uhn…Logan" moaned Ororo, grasping and pulling Logan's hair. She was going crazy by what Logan was doing to her.
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/Flashback/
After returning from the restaurant, the couple walked hand in hand to the lake near the cabin.
The evening which had been carefree, suddenly became sexually charged. Logan himself was nervous, but looking at Ororo, he realized his nervousness was nothing compared to hers. It was going to be her first time and she was tightly wound like a bow. He needed to get her to relax, before 'even thinking' of doing anything. He had promised it to be 'special' for both of them, especially her and that was what he intended it to be.
Sitting on the lake shore, they were watching the stars trying to recognize various constellations. It was a competition and the first one to reach five would win. So far Ororo was leading with four sightings to his three.
"There's Orion" Ororo exclaimed pointing out the hunter's constellations. "I win, I win," she exclaimed with joy, raising her hands as a sign of victory.
"Ya already won darlin'" spoke Logan softly, kissing lightly on her bare shoulder.
Ororo felt as if lightening had run through her body. "Logan" came the barely audible and nervous whisper, her momentary confidence and bravado gone. She lowered her head, her platinum locks covering and hiding half of her face.
Logan gently pushed Ororo back, so that she was lying on her back. Plucking one wild flower, he started to trace a path from her feet to her smooth supple thighs to her rounded hips, lingering at her core before resuming its travel. Ororo was going wild with the exquisite sensations Logan was giving her, and that too with just a flower. It was as if he was laying a trail of fire, which was spreading through out her body. She let out a gasp as he traced the valley between her breasts, her breath coming in pants. Logan smiled at the whimpers, moans and groans emanating from her.
Reaching her lips, Logan nudged them open before replacing the flower with his own lips. After the initial surprise, Ororo brought her hands up and entwined them into his blue-black hair, pulling his closer as their kiss deepened.
Logan was moving his hands all over her body, taking care not to touch either her breasts or the soft skin of her inner thighs, leading to her wet aching core. Ororo subconsciously arched her body, thrusting herself into his hands trying to get him to touch her, where she wanted him the most.
"Logan" she pleaded, breaking the kiss. "Please" Her deep blue eyes, filled with desire and want.
"What darlin', tell me what ya want" he asked, goading her with his words and his hands.
"Please" she pleaded again. "Touch me"
"Ya sure?" he asked, his hand stopping in mid-air, a grin on his face.
Instead of answering Ororo tried to grasp his hand and place it where she wanted it to be.
Logan drew his hand away from her grip, causing her to let out a whimpering growl.
"Logan….touch…don't….stop…..pleeeeease" she managed between breaths.
"Are ya sure" he asked again, his own voice betraying his own desire.
"Uuhnn" came the sound from Ororo, tears of desire welling up in her eyes.
Logan sprang into action, kissing her wet eyelids, he swept her up into his arms and started walking towards the cabin.
Entering the cabin, he proceeded to his bedroom and laid Ororo on the bed….and proceeded to show her his hunger…his craving for her.
/End Flashback/
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"Is it always like this?" she asked in awe, coming out of her orgasmic haze.
"No" he whispered, kissing her damp forehead. "It's the first time for me too."
"Remember of the rest of our lives," said Ororo sleepily, suddenly tired.
"Yes darlin'…..rest of our lives"
They lay like that, entwined in each other. Each satiated by the experience and full of love for the other.
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