Logan gasped as he gripped Veronica's small hips and drove himself into her deeper and her tight pussy clenched around his shaft while she held her hands over her mouth to try and stifle the moans of pleasure threatening to erupt from her as they had sex with her pressed against the small mini bar in the guest bedroom. Watching her expertly play earlier at the casino tables while she had been wearing this silk figure hugging grey dress had been tormenting him all evening and he hadn't been able to contain himself. He had never wanted her so desperately before, finally he shuddered against her shoulder as he came and released his hold on her, panting.
"We have a bedroom on board you know" she giggled as Veronica pulled her dress down again. "We are here all night…"
"We aren't finished" he promised as she smoothed down her hair and adjusted her shoulder straps. He never did things like this, not when other people were so close by… they could have been discovered any moment.
"I found it" she smiled as she picked up the bottle of scotch from the display case. "We should get back…" she whispered in his ear, she looked so flawlessly put back together. His heart was racing, he was tired and his shirt was wrinkled mess and the sweat was beading along his forehead.
"You have to stop texting me things like that…" he pleaded as she pulled away from his kisses.
"What?" she asked innocently.
"That you aren't wearing any underwear…" he scolded her. "All the things you wanna do to me after this date…" he tried to pull her mouth back to his but she playfully dodged his lips.
God's she was killing him…
"I love it when you look at me like that" she told him tauntingly as she tucked his shirt in and pulled his belt closed.
"Like what?" he breathed as she gripped the zip but her warm fingers lingered a moment too long and he felt himself growing with interest again.
"Like you are going to screw the hell out of me again later" she winked as she pulled up his zipper and walked out of the room and back to the main games room on the cruise ship.
He excused himself to the small bathroom, the woman was going to be the death of him.
"You feeling okay man?" Wallace asked when he returned to the poker table.
"Yeah you look a little flushed" Parker commented in a concerned voice.
"Yeah.. just needed a minute…" Logan replied sheepishly.
"Tell me about it.. I don't have good sea legs either" Piz admitted as he looked at his cards.
"We going to keep talking about legs or are we going to play?" Zoe Galen smiled as passed around another few drinks.
"Play time!" Veronica declared as she picked up her own cards again.
Oh Bobcat… if you want to play games… we are going to play… Logan smiled as Veronica grinned at him.
Logan didn't really do quickies, he preferred to take his time. His code word was Endurance and most of the evening Veronica Mars had been alternately getting his pulse racing and teasing him. He was so distracted he kept losing his poker face.
"It is amazing you are still rich… I thought you were good at this?" Wallace laughed as Amira just beat him again.
"I usually am.. must be all the sea air" Logan replied. This had been a great idea, it had never been so easy to be around Veronica's friends, and he was doing something that he really enjoyed.
"I still can't get over how delicious those deserts were… I need my own army of minions to cook like that for me every day…" Amira pouted as she picked up her chips and snuggled against Wallace's shoulder.
"Doesn't Bombay Gardens have a desert counter?" Wallace asked, confused.
"It's not the same…" she giggled.
Logan snuck a glance over at Veronica again as he played with the small metal cufflink on his sleeve. He had never felt so whole, so loved before. The power of this feeling frightened him… to think that he'd almost had to spend the rest of his life missing her loving him like this. He didn't want to think about what would have happened if she hadn't forgiven him, where he would have ended up.
His gaze flickered onto Stosh "Piz" Piznarski… He didn't like him. He hadn't liked him ever since that night he had helped Dick in the canteen at Hearst and saw the way he had looked at Veronica, all his school boy charm. Something about him had reminded him of Duncan Kane… but he couldn't quite put his finger on why.
L.E.
Logan Echolls. He wondered if there was a version of something he could get eventually to match.
V.E.
Veronica Echolls…
They were finally getting that trip out to Catalina Island, in their time recently spent dating, he wondered why he had never tried to arrange that trip for them again. Perhaps it had been because the memory of the first time held too many painful memories?
But she had arranged it this time. She had gone out of her way arrange all of this… she didn't even like boats… she had track down the small cufflinks between his fingers… just for him?
Most of his life Logan had never really felt like was worth anything to anyone. Certainly not to his parents… not to Lilly Kane… and he had even doubted that Veronica ever cared him as much as she had loved his best friend Duncan Kane.
As if sensing his thoughts she turned from Parker and smiled at him, the unguarded love in her eyes coiled itself around him. It was unmistakable. This is the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.
