Forever

By AnitaB

Chapter three: An unplanned proposal

Max found herself standing outside Logan's door at the end of the workday. Her body ached for contact with his. She picked the lock and quietly entered the apartment.

Candle light spilled out of the living room onto the hall floor. Music floated in the air.

"Logan?"

"In here, love." Logan called from the living room.

Max stepped around the corner and Logan's eyes locked on her. She was wearing tight black pants and a tank top. She was gorgeous and the buzz of her presence filled the apartment. Logan's nerves unwound just at the sight of her.

Max smiled, watching Logan's eyes trace the curves of her body. The interest in his face loosened the tense knot in her stomach.

"I'm glad you're here. I missed you all day, Max."

"I missed you, too" Max looked down, still a little nervous. "Got anything to eat?" Food was always a safe subject for Max.

Smiling, Logan said "Yeah, dinner's in the oven. But first, come here. I need to touch you." Max rushed forward into his open arms, curling herself up into his lap.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, rubbing her cheek against his stubbled one. Logan tucked her body closer to his chest, one hand on the bare skin of her lower back, the other buried in her hair.

"I hated letting you go this morning, Max."

She pulled back enough to see his eyes. "Then don't let go." Pulling him into a kiss, she stroked his lips with her tongue, delving inside to taste him at his gasp.

He deepened the kiss, swirling his tongue past her own to trace the smooth edge of her teeth. His hands dropped to her hips, turning her to sit astride his lap. She groaned at the strength in his arms and the feel of his shaft pressing up against her.

"Logan, how can the need be this strong so soon?" She rested her forehead against his. His fingers rubbed her lips.

"Because we're in love, Max, we're in love."

"How long can it last?"

"Our love? Forever, Max. I loved you when Zack took you and headed for Canada. You kissed me and I almost couldn't let you go. I could never let you leave without me now. I'd die without you." Max pressed closer against him.

"I know, I just couldn't leave without touching you even though I knew it would make it harder to go. Sitting in that cabin, knowing I was leaving you maybe forever...it felt like I was empty. A piece of me was missing; my heart was still here with you."

Logan raised his head, his lips a breath from hers and whispered her name. He brushed his lips against hers, relishing the heat of her body against his.

Abruptly, Max pulled back, jerking out of his lap to stand in front of him. "Max."

"Logan, this ,us, we're forever, right?"

"Yes, I love you, Max. I want to spend my life with you."

"I feel the same way." Max knelt down at his feet, her hands resting against his legs. "So let's make it forever, Marry me, Logan."

His eyes filled with emotion. One hand reached out to cup her cheek. "Are you sure, Max? Because once I have a mark on you, once you're mine, I'll never let you go. If you have to run, I'm going with you. Be sure before you ask me."

"I know what I want, Logan. I love you. Marry me."

Logan pulled Max up into his arms. "God, yes, Max. I can't wait to be your husband. I love you." He pressed a kiss on her open lips. Pulling herself astride his hips, Max responded to his kiss. Running her hands through his hair she pressed his hips between her thighs. Logan arched up against her.

"Max, dinner can wait. I have something to give you." Max snuggled against his chest as Logan wheeled them both into the bedroom. After installing them into his bed, Logan took a small box out of the night stand.

"I don't have a ring ready. I wasn't expecting the woman of my dreams to propose to me tonight." Logan brushed a soft kiss against her lips. "But I still want my mark on you, Max. I want the world to know you're mine." He opened the box, pulling out his mother's locket. Logan pulled Max back against his chest, brushing her hair aside and planting a kiss on her barcode before clasping the gold chain around her throat. "Yes, Max. I will marry you."

Max turned to face him with tears in her eyes. Her fingers lightly touched the locket at her throat. "Logan, your mother's locket? But this is all you have of her. She left it to you."

"I want you to have it, to keep a part of me close to your heart. My mother would have loved you."

"You're already in my heart, Logan, but I'd love to wear it." She leaned in closer to kiss him, her hands unbuttoning his shirt.

His hands snuck under the bottom edge of her tank top and peeled it over her head. Groaning at her beauty, Logan pulled her against him ,skin to skin. Max balled her hands into the fabric on his shirt and stripped it down his arms.

His lips trailed down her neck to taste the hollow of her throat, pressing a kiss on the locket in passing. Max knelt across his hips, guiding his mouth to the tips of her breasts. Logan licked and teased her hardening nipples while his fingers attacked the fasteners of her pants.

Max pulled out of his arms to stand at the side of the bed. Smiling at the love and lust in Logan's eyes, she pushed her pants and underwear to the floor and stepped out of them. Logan's eyes glowed. He'd never seen anything as beautiful as Max dressed only in a smile and his necklace, his mark. Logan's hand fell to his own belt, and his pants fell to the floor. Reaching a hand out to her, his raspy voice filled the air between them, "Come here, Max."

She stalked to the bed and crawled up the mattress towards Logan. "I need you, Logan." He pulled her against him and swiftly rolled her under him.

"You've got me, Angel." Pulling her body against the length of his, Logan settled his lower body between her legs. Pressing his hardness against her heat, Logan kissed her, savoring her taste.

Her fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him with the rhythm of his moans. He responded in kind, dipping one long finger into the hot sheath of her flesh. Her hips rocked against his stroking hand.

"Now, Logan. I need you inside me."

With a low, heartfelt groan, Logan slowly pushed himself inside her. She arched against him, her nails digging into the muscles of his back. Each deep, synchronized thrust pushed them closer to release. Max leaned up and nibbled at the edge of his jaw, feeling his skin rub and press against hers. Her legs tightened around his waist, and taking her invitation, his thrusts accelerated, delving deeper. His head dropped, his eyes gazing into hers as she tightened around him, climaxing. A few hard thrusts later he joined her. His low moan of satisfaction harmonizing with her last cries of joy.

Collapsing atop her slim form, Logan kissed the locket where it rested in the hollow of her throat. Entangled from head to toe, Logan rolled to his back and tucked Max against his chest. "Mrs. Cale, my Max, My Angel."

She smiled into his eyes "My Logan, my husband, my heart." Logan pulled a light blanket over her slick back and cuddled her closer. "Stay close, Logan. I need you close."

"Forever, my angel."

They drifted off to sleep, wrapped safely in each other's arms and each other's love.

The End.