You're spread out in Logan's bed with the covers of his bed wrapped around your naked body tightly, he's standing at the end of the bed with only his boxers on and a delicious smirk on those tasteful lips he possesses. Your eyes are analysing every inch of his body carefully, your mind is blank and you don't hear him talking to you.

"Hey!" He yells, throwing a pillow at you that had landed on the floor when you and he were having sex.

The pillow catches your attention and your eyes stop raking over his half naked form long enough for him to talk to you.

"You better go before Duncan gets home"

"I'd prefer to stay here fucking you" You purr to him.

You uncover your body from the blankets and get on your hands and knees and crawl towards him. This is what Logan Echolls has done to you, he's made you into a sex crazed, horny teenager.

"I'd love nothing more but to have you on your knees sucking me off Veronica, but if your boyfriend comes home to find you in my bed he'll kick me out and kill you"

You get off the bed and pick up your clothes that were thrown across the room. Logan watches you pull on your jeans and t-shirt from the other side of the room.

You don't know what you're doing here exactly. You came over to see if you left your jacket here the other night when you came to see Duncan and instead ended up in Logan's bed letting him do things to you that you've never heard of.

You venture out into the living room, Logan follows you, he's staring at your ass as you walk.

"Have you seen my shoes?" You inquire, searching the room.

Logan shrugs.

Your shoes are by the couch; you see them and quickly put them on. You were supposed to be home over and hour ago, you're surprised your dad hasn't called to see where you are yet.

Logan kisses you passionately, groping you at the same time and for a few seconds you're tempted to throw him down and ride him like you did a few days ago. Fucking Logan has become a normal routine for you now, it's like brushing your teeth.

"Logan" You manage in between a kiss. "I have…" His hands are under your shirt. "To go"

You push him away. This affair between you and Logan has been going on for a month now. You've had sex with him more times then you have with Duncan. You've done it with Logan in places you never thought you would, places like the girls' bathroom.

"I'll call you later maybe. Maybe you can swing by to see Duncan again" His mouth turns up into a coy smile.

"Logan Echolls, are you suggesting having sexual intercourse with me? Well I never!" You exclaim sarcastically before leaving Logan's (and Duncan's) apartment.

You get home to your dad eating spaghetti on the couch.

"Hey dad, sorry I'm late"

"You were supposed to be home an hour ago, Veronica. Where have you been?"

"At Duncan's, we were watching a movie and I lost track of time. I wasn't aware my curfew was 6.00pm" You reply sarcastically, sitting down with a bowl of spaghetti.

He gives you a disapproving look but says nothing. You know you've won because he forgets all about you being home late as soon as you start discussing a new client your dad acquired today.

It becomes late and you kiss your dad goodnight before heading to your own bed. You reach your bed and almost collapse there out of exhaustion from your day. As soon as your eyes close your cell phone rings.

"Hello?"

"Miss Mars, I believe you left your panties here" You hear Logan's voice on the other end.

"Logan Echolls, I do believe that you are interrupting what I like to call quiet time"

"Is this the time where you play with yourself?"

"Logan!" You shriek at his comment.

"What? I know you do Veronica. Don't worry I touch myself too. Usually late at night when I can't have my cock buried in your cunt" He says this so casually.

"Is there ever a moment when sex isn't on your mind?"

"Well…no not really"

"Typical" You retort, undressing to put on your Felix the cat pyjama pants.

"What are you doing?"

"Why? Miss me already? Never would have picked you for that type of person Echolls"

"I was just wondering what you are doing, Mars"

"I'm getting dressed" You tell him, even though you shouldn't because he'll make some sexual innuendo out of it.

"Oh did I miss out on Veronica time? Damn, I was hoping I could get you off over the phone" See.

"Why get me off over the phone when you can do it for yourself?"

"It's a bit hard to have you riding me, Mars when you're at your house and I'm at mine"

You giggle. Logan makes you giggle. "You could sneak over. My dad's asleep"

You hear Logan unzip his pants and throw them to the floor carelessly. "Thanks Veronica, but I'd rather keep my life. I don't really like the idea of your dad finding us in bed together…especially when he owns a gun"

"Are you scared of my dad Logan?"

The fact that Logan is scared of your dad amuses you. Logan is not scared of anything. He'd easily turn a gun on anyone and you're sure he wouldn't be scared if someone turned one on him.

"No" He lies, you can tell.

"You so are"

"I'm going to have a shower"

"Without me? Ouch"

"You're welcome to join me"

You actually think about it. You're dad is asleep, you could easily sneak out for a few hours. The only problem is getting in Logan and Duncan's apartment without Duncan seeing you and even if you get in you have the problem of how to get out afterwards.

"Isn't Duncan home?"

"Yeah, but we can work around him. Don't you like the idea of your legs wrapped around me as I'm pumping into you?" He asks you seductively.

The groan in your throat escapes. "Fine, I'll be over in 15 minutes"

You hang up and quickly get changed into a pair of jeans and a shirt. You find your keys and tip toe out into your lounge room. Your dad is still asleep on the couch. You open the front door and carefully get out without waking your dad. You hurry to your car because if your dad is awake now he'll notice and come after you.

When you arrive out the front of Logan and Duncan's apartment you almost knock on the door.

Instead you ring Logan.

"I'm at your door" You hiss as he answers.

"Let me distract Duncan for a second…hold on"

You wait a minute or two for Logan to tell you to come in. You can hear Duncan's protests of being told to go to his bedroom because Logan has a girl coming over who doesn't know he has a roommate. Finally Duncan agrees and Logan comes back on the line.

"Okay, he's in his bedroom. You can come in"

It's not long before you've snuck inside their apartment and you're frantically stripping off your clothes whilst Logan watches you from the shower. He's smirking at you and it makes you want to fall to your knees.

"Are you going to get in or did I waste my time inviting you over?"

You can't hide the fact that his comment hurt you, it was rude and made you feel like you were his whore…which is basically what you are to him because lets face it, you know Logan doesn't have any feelings for you he's just using you. Aren't you using him?

"Waste your time? You mean you just don't want to spend some quality time with me?" You try to sound sarcastic.

"Veronica, honestly I think I'd end up killing you if I had to spend more than one hour with you wherein we weren't fucking" He starts. Your hearts sinks for some reason. It shouldn't, you don't love him, hell you can barely stand Logan Echolls. "I think you'd end up killing me" He finishes finally, gesturing for you to join him.

"Logan, can I ask you something" You say, joining him under the hot water.

"Shoot"

"What are we doing?"

"You're about you get on your knees and put that pretty little mouth to work"

You hit him on his chest. That was insensitive, he knows what you mean but he's avoiding it because he doesn't know what's happening, he knows less than you do.

"You know what I mean Logan"

"Can we scrap the sentimental shit and just fuck? My dick is so hard, if you don't get me off soon I'm going to have to kick you out of my shower and get myself off"

"You're such a pig"

"You're such a bitch" He retorts back.

"You know there was a second there where I thought maybe you actually felt something and maybe you don't see me as your personal prostitute, unfortunately for the both of us I was wrong. Have fun with your hand, Logan"

Confidently, you stride out of the shower and wrap a towel around your dripping body and venture into his dark bedroom. After drying yourself thoroughly you start to dress yourself. Logan, eventually comes out of his bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and a small smile on his handsome face.

"We never got to fuck" He complains, running his hand through his damp hair.

You can't help but react. "I know, Logan. That's why I'm leaving. I don't want to be your slave any longer"

"Fine, fuck off then. There's plenty of other girls who'd give anything to screw me"

This is why you hate Logan Echolls and that is only one of the reasons. You have many other reasons you could rattle off on why Logan is one of your least – no he is your least favourite person.

As you make a run for the door with tears threatening to streak your face he calls out to you.

"Wait!"

You turn around slowly.

"I'm sorry"

"That's not good enough Logan. I've been going behind my boyfriend's back to fuck you. I've been jeopardising my relationship for you. For what? So you can have me on all fours? It's really demeaning to have someone use you as their sex toy. I don't know what I want, but I certainly don't want to be treated like a whore"

"And that's my fault how? You come here dressed in your mini-skirts and tight jeans, what do you expect me to do Veronica?"

"Control your hormones"

"How can I do that when you come over here seducing me and undressing yourself in front of me?"

"I do not!"

"Sometimes I think in your past life you were a slut"

You gasp and walk over to him. Your hand meets his face with a loud Thwack.

"I hate you Logan Echolls"

His eyes stare down at you, penetrating deep beneath your skin, like he's reading you, analysing every part of you. You only stare back at him with fury in your eyes, how dare he call you a slut even if he did say in your past life.

"No you don't" He whispers.

Then he kisses you.

Then you kiss him back.

Then suddenly your tongue is in his mouth, tasting him, wanting him, needing him. This is when you and Logan are at your best.

"I hate you" You repeat.

His mouth moves to your neck and he starts to ravish you in ways only he can. You're thinking about Duncan, about how he's only across the apartment and you're cheating on him. Duncan, Logan, Duncan, Logan. Logan, definitely Logan.

He's suddenly taking of your pants and then your t-shirt, peeling them away from your skin and throwing them over his shoulder because he doesn't care if they get screwed up. You're now in your underwear and surprisingly after all the times you've been naked in front of Logan you still fill bashful.

Both your movements slow down as he pulls you by your waist to the bed, you fall gracefully onto the comfortable mattress of Logan's bed. He stands at the foot of the bed admiring your body, tracing it in the air with his fingers.

"Your feet…your legs…your stomach…your breasts…your neck…your hair…your face…all beautiful" He whispers so softly that you feel the need for him to repeat himself just in case you missed something.

"Logan" You're breathless already and you haven't even started.

By now he's sick of playing nice, he's sick of being careful with you. You can see the mischief in his eyes, the raw need to be rough. You get to your knees and place your hands at the top of the towel on his waist and whip it off. He gasps from the cold air that strikes him.

"Mmm, I do like when you're naked" You tell him, kissing his chest.

He pushes you down roughly onto the bed and nibbles on your neck, your moan and groan until he stops when he comes to your bra. He fiddles with the clasp growling when it won't undo, you giggle and run your hands through his hair.

"Damn your under garments Miss Mars"

Finally he releases your breasts and takes one in each hand, taking care of both equally. He ravishes one with his mouth first and then pays the same attention to the other, nibbling on your nipples as you gasp and giggle.

"Panties, Logan" You groan, raking your nails over his back.

His mouth reaches the inner sides of your thigh and your mind stops working, like it does every time Logan's doing that to you. He stops at your panties and smirks.

"Rip them" You laugh.

"You won't have anything to wear when you go home"

"I don't care. Rip them"

He does as you tell him to and then throws the ripped material to the floor, they land on a chair near his bed.

"Logan" You moan as Logan's tongue becomes engrossed in your dripping pussy.

His hands connect to your hips, he's trying to get you to stay still but it's almost impossible with his tongue inside of you. Eventually he stops and stands up at the foot of the bed again, you can see how hard he is.

"My turn" He says, running his hand up the shaft of his cock.

You crawl towards him and get on your knees. Your back is to Logan and he leans down to kiss your neck, his hands circle around your abdomen. You lean your head back and moan as his hands move down further.

"Grab me" He orders you.

Your hands snake behind you and you grasp his erection in your small hands. Your still wet hair clings to Logan's body and his hands move all over your body. You moan together, each crying out a form of pleasure filled cries.

"Hands and knees now" He tells you, letting go of you. "It just occurred to me I never had you on your hands and knees with my cock inside you like I said I would"

Your lips are pursed together as you obediently fall forward on to your hands. He spreads your legs apart wider, his fingers run along your wet hole and he thrusts a few fingers into you, making sure you're ready for him.

Without hesitation he pushes inside of you from behind, you feel the tightness from him being inside of you and you hold in the need for you to tell him to stop.

Logan leans over you, his chest is pressing against your back as he kisses your neck. His hands are at your waist, holding you in place as his thrusts get faster and deeper. He lifts his head and grabs your hair in his right hand, pulling your head back.

"Veronica" He moans.

"Harder, Logan" You demand.

Your hand reaches underneath you and you start rubbing yourself, giving more pleasure to your body. You cry out loudly, loud enough for Duncan to hear.

"Logan, keep your bitch down!" He yells over the top of both of you.

Logan's hand goes to your mouth, he knows you were going to say something back to Duncan but that could have fucked this all up so he stopped you. When he lets go you gasp for breath and scowl at Logan. He's still fucking you.

"Oh fuck" He groans.

He pulls completely out of you and then pushes in you harder and faster than he had before, you almost scream in pain and pleasure. He doesn't even ask you if your okay, you're most certain that he has noticed the pain in your voice.

"I'm…oh….Veronica" He growls, releasing inside of you.

You feel the familiar liquid fill you again and that reminds you he wasn't wearing a condom. You cum just after he does, moaning his name quietly and clutching onto the covers of his bed like it was going to save your life or something.

He finishes and collapses on the bed silently, sweat slowly sliding down the side of his face, you wipe it off as you lay down beside him. He closes his eyes, he looks like he's concentrating on something and for the first time in your life you don't want to say anything to him to disturb him.

"Veronica?" His voice is almost a whisper.

"Mhmm?"

"You're one amazing…fuck"

You know that he's not telling you something, he wants to but he can't get it out and you want him to tell you.

"Do you have something to tell me Logan?"

"No" He looks at you.

"Tell me" You demand, growing angry that he won't confide in you after all you guys have been through.

He sits up and rest on one elbow facing you. He smiles like he's thinking of something and then touches your face gently with a light caress that you've never had him do to you – or never seen him do to anyone else. Not even Lilly.

Ah yes, Lilly. What would Lilly tell you now? Would she tell you congrats on bagging her boyfriend? You know she never really loved him, not like he loved her. She would tell you that she would cheat on him, hook up with guys much older than herself and she'd never regret cheating on Logan, not once. You'd secretly hate her then because at the time, you thought Logan deserved so much better than to be treated like that. Now you know he doesn't. He's changed.

"I'm sorry" He finally says, his hand has stopped caressing your face.

"For what?" You ask inquisitively.

"For treating you like my whore. You're not my whore, Veronica, or anyone's for that matter"

"Don't worry about. I was just being stupid. I know what this is, it's nothing more than a casual fuck"

He watches you carefully, your eyes stare down at your hands which are playing with the covers of his bed nervously. He takes your hand and takes it to his mouth, kissing your fingertips lightly.

"You know I'm not one for sentimentality, Veronica but I don't think of you as a casual fuck. I don't know what you are to me, but you're more than a fuck"

Your lips turn up into a smile and you touch his jaw line, tracing it with your fingertips then kissing where you had touched.

"Are you telling me you like me, Mr. Echolls?"

"I suppose I am, Miss. Mars"

Your phone rings loudly from your bag on the floor, your ring tone that you set for Duncan plays. Fuck, you think. You quickly scramble out of Logan's bed not bothering to cover yourself with the sheets because you're more worried about Duncan hearing your phone ring in Logan's room then Logan staring at your naked body.

"Hey baby" You say quietly, hoping he won't notice you're in the next room.

"Hey, where are you? I thought I heard your phone ring"

"Um, I'm at home. That's strange baby, maybe you're hearing things"

"Hmm, maybe. I was hoping I could come over, Logan has this girl here and they're making an awful lot of noise" You blush slightly.

Logan comes from behind you and places a strategically placed kiss on your neck, your groan loudly and Duncan hears it both through the phone and outside the room.

"Veronica? Are you in Logan's room?"

"No…I'm at home, I told you that" Logan paws at your body.

"I could have sworn…" Logan's door opens and Duncan's standing there in the doorway staring at both you and Logan.

At first, Logan doesn't notice, he goes along kissing down your chest and it's not until you hiss at him to stop before he looks up and notices your boyfriend…soon to not be boyfriend standing there.

"Oh hey man. Veronica and I were just…"

"Screwing behind my back?"

You blush and grab the first thing you can to cover your body, it ends up being a shirt Logan had left on the floor. It swims on you and reaches your thighs.

"Duncan let me explain"

"Veronica, I really don't know what to say. This is my best friend, he's…your…I was in the next room. How could you? I love you"

"I'm sorry. Duncan, I really am. This is the first time I swear, it was a stupid mistake"

Your hands reach out to touch his face but he pushes you away disgustingly and almost spits on you. Logan scoffs because he knows this isn't the first time.

"Tell the truth Veronica. Is this the first time you've slept with Logan"

"Yes" You reply.

"You're such a liar Veronica! We've been doing this for weeks!" He yells.

Duncan fights the urge to hit you and instead hits the wall, making a dent in the plaster.

"Logan I want you out by tomorrow and Veronica consider us over"

"Duncan please, Logan means nothing"

"What? I just confessed I like you and you go and profess your love for the guy you've been cheating on?"

Duncan leaves and you spin around sharply to meet Logan's eyes.

"Shut up" Slap. "I hate you. Look what you've done" You start to cry. "I hate you Logan Echolls. I hate you. I fucking hate you"

You leave his house, your clothes are gathered in your hands and you're sobbing. Logan's t-shirt is still on you and once you get in the elevator you furiously whip his t-shirt off and quickly put on your jeans and shirt before you get to the ground floor.

When you get home your dad has moved to his bedroom, he mustn't have noticed you were gone because he didn't leave a note or bother calling you. You quietly creep back into bed, wiping your eyes from the hot tears that scold your face.

If only you hadn't have hooked up with Logan in the first place.

If only you hadn't cheated on Duncan.

If only you hadn't have gone over there.

If only you hadn't have told the truth.

Sometimes, the truth is overrated and in your case it is…in your case the truth got you in trouble.

Next time you will think twice before telling the hurtful truth.

Veronica Mars, what have you done?

Sequel to Lying To Yourself, a lot of people reviewed that story and told me to write a sequel. It took me four days to write this, I changed the story several times, deleting the whole thing twice before I actually got the write story line. Anyway I don't think it's as good as the first but review anyway.