Drunk Logan
Chapter 46

A/N: I really hope you enjoy it. Remember, even though this is ch. 46, there are still some things I'm very new at. Thanks!! Hope you're not tired of reviewing cause I'd love to hear your comments on this chapter.

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Veronica stood, still snug in Logan's embrace as she slowly surveyed the room in front of her.

"Where are we?" She asked again, awe lacing every word.

"Welcome to our very own mountain cabin." He whispered in her ear and then placed a kiss on her head.

"MOUNTAIN cabin?" Veronica looked at him skeptically.

"Well, our very own mountain cabin," Logan paused as he thought for a moment, "here in Neptune." Veronica just smiled and shook her head.

Then, it dawned on her. "Like Colorado?"

"Yeah," Logan said quietly as he ducked his head.

Veronica had told him once that she'd love to stay in a cabin in Colorado during the winter so she could experience a real winter. Not the California version of winter, with its warm weather and artificial Christmas trees. "You remembered."

Logan just shrugged.

"You're not going to tell me where we really are, are you?"

"Nope. Not just yet." Veronica knew that she wouldn't get him to budge so she decided to forget about it for the time being. It didn't really matter where they were, just that they were together and no one else was around.

"It's amazing. Really, Logan. It's perfect." Veronica said as she pulled away from him to walk around the room. Logan watched her, basking in her positive reaction to all of the work he'd put into the surprise.

She ran her hand along the wall, feeling the smooth knots, confirming that it truly was made out of genuine wood logs. Beautifully painted landscapes of wild flowers, brooks and streams and snow-capped mountains adorned the walls. The brown and rust red colors used in the room complimented the fine wood furniture spread throughout and there was a heavy chandelier hanging from the vaulted ceiling. It was made out of elk antlers and added to the ambiance of the room. Veronica's eyes were drawn to the massive fireplace in the center of one of the walls. It was surrounded by a large stone mantle and contained a roaring, crackling fire that filled the room with warmth. Veronica noticed that the air conditioner was running so that the further away from the fireplace, the cooler it got. She inhaled deeply, enjoying the Evergreen scented candles and knew that Logan had thought of every detail while setting the scene.

Veronica stopped walking when she came to the beautiful bear skin rug laid in front of the fireplace. There, Logan had set up a small picnic that included a couple of hors d'oeuvres and some chocolate covered strawberries. What Veronica noticed immediately, though, were the Ferrero Rocher candies stacked into a large pyramid in the middle of the rest of the food. Those had always been her favorites, but it'd been a while since she'd had them. They were a luxury for her and she couldn't believe that Logan had remembered how much she adored them.

As if he knew exactly what she was thinking, he spoke up. "Do you remember the first time you introduced me to those?"

Veronica smiled shyly. "Yeah."

It had been the first time that Logan had actually seen a passionate side to the pink and fluffy Veronica of the old days. She had impressed him that day with her forcefulness. She had instructed him on how to eat the small chocolate balls of goodness in the "correct" way, as she put it.

She had shown him how to use his teeth to remove the chocolatey outer layer without disturbing the inner chamber. Then, after carefully splitting the chamber open; she showed him how to empty the fudge contents with his tongue. You then were to chew up the hazelnut and finish off by popping in the crispy halves of the core.

She had been so meticulous and so adamant that he learn the proper way. She felt that otherwise, he was just disrespecting the greatness of the candy and should not be allowed any more. He'd followed her instructions to the letter that day. He was hypnotized by the take charge attitude she'd adopted. She was always in the shadow of Lilly Kane and never really fought for anything, especially when it came to someone like Logan, who had a huge personality. He was transfixed by the fact that she chose a piece of candy, of all things, to be forceful about.

"You know, I learned something very valuable that day." Logan was looking deeply into her eyes.

"What was that? The proper way to eat arguably the best candy EVER created?"

"Nope. Well yes, that, too. I learned who you really were that day. The girl who lived behind the soft pink exterior, behind the girl who always looked up to Lilly and yet was never truly seen because of her. I saw you and man, you were HOT!" They cracked up laughing.

"Really?" Veronica laughed at the lecherous look Logan was giving her.

"Hell, yeah. I'm still not sure if it was because it was the first time I saw that take control attitude of yours or just the way your tongue expertly worked the fudge out, but...Ow!" Logan feigned hurt as he rubbed his arm where Veronica had jokingly punched him.

"What? You asked! Plus, this isn't a game of truth or dare with Lilly and Duncan. You don't have to pretend to be shocked that I think you're hot."
Logan looked at the stack of candies and waggled his eyebrows. "You want to see if I still remember the proper way to eat them?

They both grabbed a candy and began to remove the golden wrappers. They each ate their candy according to the approved method until they reached the fudge. Logan watched as Veronica used her tongue to remove the fudge from hers.

"What?" She asked when she noticed him watching her.

"Here." Logan handed her his. "Finish mine."

He held it to her mouth with one hand and cradled her cheek in his other hand as she removed the fudge in the same fashion as before. She looked into his eyes as she licked. She watched the lust as it took over his gaze. His eyes darkened and held an intensity she couldn't deny.

Logan slowly lowered the candy away from her mouth and watched as she licked the remnants off of her lips. She was watching him, breathing deeply, waiting for his next move. She was relying on him to lead her to where they both wanted to go.

He rubbed his thumb gently across her cheek and she leaned into his touch, not removing her gaze from his for a moment. Logan slowly pulled her toward him as he moved closer.

When they were just a couple of inches apart, Logan spoke to her in a husky voice. "You are so beautiful."

He leaned in and lightly swept his tongue over her lips. He closed his eyes and rested his forehead on hers as he whispered, "Mmmm, and you taste so good."

Before she could respond, he was kissing and licking his way down her jaw, to her ear and then onto her neck and chest.

Veronica's body was humming with anticipation as soon as his lips began traveling her skin. She placed one hand on his waist and the other in his hair.

Her body was screaming out commands to her brain. 'Closer, bring him closer. Don't hurt him. Don't pull his hair too much. Kiss him! No, don't make him stop what he's doing now.'

As he continued his assault on her neck and chest, his hands slid up her waist and over her ribs. When both of his thumbs simultaneously swept over her nipples, she moaned and arched her back begging him for more. He groaned in response and his kisses became more aggressive. He was sucking and nipping at her everywhere and she felt like she was going to explode from such simple acts.

The only coherent thought left in Veronica's head was that she wanted to touch him. She wanted to feel his skin against hers. She positioned herself so that she could kiss his face and he allowed her to take over as she kissed her way down his neck.

Logan had spent their entire relationship trying to reign in his desire for her. Although she never liked to admit it, he knew that every sexual experience she'd had was tainted. Even if she had been an active participant when she lost her virginity to Duncan, her power to consent had been taken away the moment she was drugged. The sexual moments she shared with Duncan during their relationship had also been overshadowed by the mistrust created by his actions when he broke up with her. Of course, every kiss and touch of Troy's was remembered with a shudder at what could have happened.

Logan loved her and he wanted to take care of her. He wanted to wait until the perfect time, when he knew that they had built enough trust in their relationship, that she would feel safe with him. She needed to know that she was protected, physically and emotionally; just as he knew that she would protect him.

Now, though, his fantasies of being with her were becoming a reality and he wanted to replace all of her previous experiences with what they should have been. Her taking control just showed him that she wanted this as much as he wanted her.

Logan was on sensory overload. He had never been so turned on by kisses and basic touches. She had barely gotten started and he was already light-headed. He had to close his eyes because watching her only made his feelings more intense and overwhelming.

Logan leaned back on his hands as Veronica kissed down his chest while unbuttoning his shirt. Every part of her body was like an instrument in an orchestra. Each adding its own excitement and emotion. The most obvious effect came from the work her lips, tongue and teeth were performing. They seared each spot that she kissed, sucked, licked and bit. Then her breath would send a chill rippling across his skin. Her hands and finger tips caressed his skin with expert precision as they traveled over his chest, shoulders and arms, removing his shirt as they advanced.

Logan ran his hand through her hair at the feeling of it brushing lightly over his abdomen. When he felt her breasts brushing his lap and her hands treading under his waistline, he knew that it was his turn again. He gently grabbed her cheek and lifted her chin so that she was looking up at him.

The mixture of love and desire he saw in her eyes only served to unravel him even more. He brought her face to his and kissed her with as much of himself as he could pour into it. It was the only way he could communicate everything he was feeling at that moment. He just hoped she understood what he was trying to say.

It sometimes scared Veronica that things with Logan seemed to be so easy. She sometimes wondered if she'd wake up one day and realize it was all a dream. Nothing could be as easy as being with Logan had been. Sure, they had minor disagreements, but they never wanted to be anywhere, but with each other.

In that moment, though, Veronica was so grateful for the comfort that had developed between them. They hadn't talked about this moment. They hadn't discussed whether they'd have sex or not. They hadn't verbally expressed their desire to complete their relationship and there hadn't been any awkward 'should we, shouldn't we' moments.

No words had to be spoken for them both to know where the night was going to end. Veronica loved, that although she was nervous about sex in general, she wasn't at all nervous about Logan. She trusted him completely and knew that she wouldn't be there with him if she didn't.

Logan took Veronica's lead and began to unbutton her shirt. He kissed his way down her shoulders as he slid it off of her. He could feel her bra sliding against his chest as he brought her closer and sucked on her neck. He pulled back just enough to release her from her bra, but immediately drew her in again. He wanted to give her a moment to adjust to being half naked with him, but he also loved the feel of her bare skin against his.

He could feel the hardened pebbles of her nipples rubbing against him. Being that they were in front of the fire and warm enough, it aroused him knowing that the state of her body was a sign of her own arousal.

When he finally did look down on her body, his mouth went dry. He had more experience with the nude female body than any boy his age probably should. None of that experience, though, had prepared him for the sight that was his Ronnie. Her hair was slightly mused and her lips swollen from the make out session. The look of love and desire still shone back in her eyes and her amazing ivory skin glowed in the light of the fire.

Veronica knew that she wasn't the most developed girl that Logan had been with, but she trusted him and she knew how much he loved her. If she hadn't, the look of reverence he was giving her nude form was enough to convince her.

She was surprised at how hot she got, just seeing his response to her. Knowing the impact she had on him, was an aphrodisiac. She needed to feel him again, to be touched by him.

She wove her fingers into Logan's hair as she leaned back to lay down. In return, Logan's eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a deep moan. He wrapped his arms around her body and slid his cheek beside hers. As they were descending, he whispered with a throaty voice, "How can anything be so gorgeous?"

He moved his mouth to hers once they had reached the floor. "You're perfect," he spoke against her lips before kissing her.

Once again, Logan kissed down her neck and onto her chest, but her body ached with anticipation of what was to come. Then, just when she thought she couldn't take any more, she felt his nose gently touch her right nipple before his tongue lightly circled it and then swept across it. She whimpered as her nipple tightened, almost painfully.

She wrapped one of her legs around his and the other she brought up to cradle his hip. Her fingers were digging into his shoulders at the sensations he was sending through her body. She knew she was probably being too rough, but she was having trouble controlling any part of her body. The simplest tasks seemed like a massive undertaking. All she could do was feel.

As Logan continued his ministrations on her other breast, she couldn't imagine what else he could have planned for her. That was until she realized that he had lifted her leg higher against him and pushed himself closer to her. She could feel his erection through his pants and her panties. Her skirt had long ago been bunched around her waist.

He ran his hand down her butt until his fingers came into contact with her moist center. He began rubbing his finger over her very gently, almost like he was tickling her, but it wasn't like any tickle she'd felt before.

With his mouth still working her breasts and the feel of his skin against hers and the newest sensation between her legs, she found herself gently thrusting her hips at him. She was rubbing against his erection while his finger and mouth were doing their magic and her head was spinning.

She reached between them and he lifted himself just enough for her to unbutton and unzip his pants. His movement stilled the moment she wrapped her hand around his erection and he groaned against her breast. She squeezed slightly and then began to move her hand over him. She wasn't giving him a traditional hand job, she was exploring him.

She would run her finger tips down each side of him until she reached the base, then she would rub him for a moment before returning her fingers to the tip of him. She circled the sensitive ridge of his tip lightly with one finger.

"Oh, Ronnie." Logan groaned. He knew that he wasn't going to last very long if she continued to touch him like that. The fact that his girl was exploring him and trying to learn his body as well as she had explored and knew his mind was overwhelming. It meant so much that she wanted to know every facet of him.

He sat up, but Veronica wasn't worried. She knew exactly what he was doing and she was thankful that they were finally going to be together. Once he unzipped her skirt, she lifted her hips for him to take it off, along with her panties. Then, he kicked off his pants and boxers and laid back against her.

He kissed her and felt her shudder as he rubbed himself along her opening. She was gripping his arms and pulling him toward her.

"Logan, please." She wasn't sure what she was asking of him. Was she asking that he give her what her body was screaming for? Was she asking him to be gentle with her? Was she asking him to hurry? To go slow? Was she asking for his expression of love and for him to never leave her? Probably all of it. All rolled into one word, 'please'.

Logan used his hand to guide himself to her. He pushed into her slightly, watching her for any discomfort. He was staring into her beautiful green eyes.

"I love you," he said as he pushed a little further. He could feel her tense and he paused to give her a moment to adjust to him. He wished he could take away her discomfort. He wanted to make it go away and give her only pleasure. Unfortunately, all he could do was go as slow as possible.

He entered her cautiously, watching for her approval each moment. When he was finally completely encased in her, he waited again.
"I love you so much, Ronnie." He said softly as he wiped away the few her tears from the pain she'd felt.

"Oh, Logan. I love you, too." She paused and closed her eyes. " I love you and I want you."

Veronica kissed him and he could feel her body relaxing. He moved in and out of her slowly, paying close attention to her body language and the sounds she was making.

It was heaven. When he moved just right, the most heavenly sounds and movements came from her. Her moans and gasps, her labored breathing mixed with the way she would tug and pull at him, trying to bring him even closer.

After a short time of learning each other's movements, their hips began to work together. They had been a team, one unit since getting together and at that moment they were moving as one unit.

The pain had subsided completely for Veronica and the pleasure was taking over. Logan was nibbling on her ear and breathing on her neck and licking her jaw. His hand had moved back to her breast and their thrusts became faster and harder until the moment that Veronica's entire body went rigid. She held onto Logan so tightly, he could barely move and he watched as the pleasure took over the expression on her flushed face.

He thrust just two more times before he was exploding into her. She was amazed at how good it felt to have him empty himself inside of her. Inside her...that's definitely where he belonged, she decided.

He rolled onto his back, bringing her with him as he went. She was exhausted from their previous activity and just slumped against him.

"Ronnie? Are you okay?" Logan was happy that she'd climaxed, but there was so much more to this experience for her. He just wanted to make sure that she was okay physically and emotionally.

"I'm wonderful." She said sleepily.

"That you are. That. You. Are."

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