Part 5- 'Chipmunks And Chippendale's...'
She grabbed him quickly and pulled him in for a scorching kiss, her chest pressed against his shirt, she reached up her hands roving through his hair, as she smothered his mouth with hers. Her tongue pried open his lips and he growled as her tongue swept in, she was learning her way, with every touch, with every kiss, she was breaking new ground, and as Logan growled in hungry approval she knew she was learning fast.
He pressed her up against the door, her leg hitched up and he caught her knee, pressing her leg close to his hip, his hands running along the silk encased leg, up to the flesh of her thigh, along her waist and taking a firm hold of her pert breast.
She broke off the kiss at last, her damp flesh arching into his every touch, her forehead pressed against his, as he flicked his thumb and forefinger over her breast, teasing the nipple, she gasped as she kneaded the firm flesh, the heat pooling between her legs, a desperate moan escaping her.
Logan lifted her clean off her feet, both legs wrapped around his waist as he pushed her up further, her back pressed into the door, his face buried in the valley of her breasts, licking and taking in the musky sweet scent of her, he looked up briefly, 'What the hell happened to your skin…?' His voice came in heated broken gasps as she began to grind her pelvis against his torso.
'A-ah found….the…switch…' she wasn't making much sense either, her words barely forming into a single sentence, as she felt his stubble rub over her aching nipples. She prayed he wouldn't need any further explanation; cause God knew wasn't going to be able to speak again soon.
Turned out that was good enough for him, she saw him shrug his shoulders and smile up at her, 'Good enough…' Grasping her firmly, he pressed her flush against himself as he carried her quickly to the bed.
He pushed her back against the pillows; taking her leg he placed it on his shoulder, before running her hands along the inside of her thigh, he reached for the straps of her six inch heel stilettos, undoing the buckle quickly, he peeled away the straps, his lips brushing along her stockings as he got rid of her shoes.
Pulling her towards himself, dragging her down the bed, the coverlets following underneath her from his sharp movement, bracing his hands on either side of her head, he pressed in close, she reached up for him, her hands grasping for his shoulders, as she reached up to kiss him again, but he pushed her down, pinning her arms above her head.
He smiled wickedly, and whispered, 'Don't move…' she did as she was told, as he softly kissed her neck, moving downwards past her breasts, his tongue flicking on her skin, briefly dipping into her navel, she arched her body upwards as his rough tongue ran along the lace of her panties, a groan escaping her lips as he reached for the clasps of her stockings.
He unclipped them and slowly rolled them down her legs, once he was done, he sighed loudly at the sight of her naked flesh, his hungry hands and lips, aching to taste and to feel every inch of her, he crawled slowly back up her body, stopping at her torso, taking his time to blow a gentle teasing breath on her heated damp skin, she all but whined as he reached for the top of her panties, calloused strong fingers hooked inside the delicate lace waistband, and he urged her to lift her hips as he peeled the last of her clothing away.
Now completely naked and wanting beneath him, he raised himself to lie beside her; he kissed her deeply as she reached for the buttons of his shirt, pushing the material away from his shoulders, her small hands running over the hardened muscles of his bare chest.
He stilled her hands, breaking off the kiss and reaching up he pressed a gentle finger to her moistened thoroughly ravished lips. Tracing the contours of her plump lips, he slipped his finger inside her mouth, she suckled the digit, her tongue wrapping around his finger, dragging her teeth gently along it.
Removing his finger from her mouth with a firm smacking of her wet lips, she watched as he began to draw down the length of her body with his hands, stopping briefly over her sex, before gently parting her legs to slip in between.
Pushing the folds of her labia aside, he watched her intently as she gasped, a wave of pleasure washing over her as he slipped a second finger inside, the walls of her sex clamping tightly around his welcome invasion, he pushed only slightly deeper inside her, until he came against the wall of her resistance, her hymen.
His face fell, and he pushed himself upwards and away from her quickly, pulling his hand away from between her legs, she was only eighteen, she was still a virgin…what the hell had he been thinking?
In her induced haze it was a while before she realised what was happening, she reached for him, his back now facing her. 'Logan…what's wrong?' she asked, the quiver in her voice growing stronger, she had dreamt about this for so long, and now to think it was all going wrong.
He turned to face her, 'Marie…this isn't what you want, trust me, its just 'cause you realised you can touch, and you wanna try something new, wanna see how this fits, get some experience in, but kid, I can't be your test drive, the idea that'll you've move onto something new once we're done here just 'bout kills me.'
She sighed, 'You're an idiot Logan, a stubborn, blind as they come idiot…'
He stared at her his brow furrowed and his tone sarcastic, 'geez Marie, why don't you jus' go ahead and tell me how you really feel…'
She moved to sit in front of him, taking his face firmly between her hands, 'Do ya really think all ah want is 'experience' or to see how sex fits? Hell if all ah wanted was a quick fuck I could have jumped Bobby or Peter, but d'ya have any idea what ah put myself through this past week, the dancing, the stripping. Gawd Logan, as soon as ah found out ah could touch, and even before that all ah thought about, all ah wanted was to be like this with ya, it was ya sugah…it was always gonna be ya…'
He shook his head; her words seem to mirror everything he had ever thought 'bout, everything he'd long thought about, since that time she'd climbed into his trailer, and ever since. 'Marie…'
She silenced him with fierce kiss, her inhibitions were quickly being shed, and all the nervousness had long gone; now all she needed was for this night to end perfectly. She pushed him down onto the bed, 'Ah didn't bring any protection, but ah heard ya always come packing…' she whispered slyly.
He nodded and reached for his back pocket, a small foil packet soon in his hand, he reached for the clasp of his jeans but she pushed his hands away, taking over the task herself, her breath catching in her throat much the same way as his had done as she contemplated the wonderful nakedness of him, so much glorious skin and all for hers to taste, to feel, and to love.
She moved over him, her breasts rubbing over every inch of him, he growled as he pulled her close, holding her tightly over his aching, throbbing cock, before he flipped her over and she giggled.
He grinned; before a lust filled haze clouded his expression, 'I'll go slow darlin' but this is gonna hurt…'
She kissed him reassuringly, 'Ah'll get over it, come on Logan, don't make me wait any longer, ah need to feel ya…need to have ya inside me…'
Cupping her face with one hand, he used the other to guide his engorged manhood inside, she tensed as he was only slipped inches inside, 'Marie…baby, ya gotta relax…' he pushed further, she hissed in a sharp breath, pain causing her eyes to shut tight.
He stilled and kissed her softly, 'We don't have to do this right now Marie…we can stop, we can wait…' he whispered, murmuring gently in her ear. Knowing full well that it would be one helluva struggle for him, but he would stop, he would wait, all she had to do was say the word.
But she shook her head slightly, 'No…' he brushed away at the slight tear that fell over her cheek, kissing her once more, he began to move again, breaking through her barrier, taking her virginity.
'Marie…'he saw her struggling, 'wrap your legs round my waist,' he instructed her, 'it's easier, and it'll get better, I promise.' She nodded and did as she was told, a slow smile breaking over her sweat soaked features as the pain at last subsided and she realised he was already buried deep inside her.
And slowly, ever so slowly he brought her to a tantalising edge, with each long languid stroke he rubbed over her clit; she could feel the pressure building, her heart beating so loud and so fast she thought it would beat right out of her chest. She looked up at him, knowing, sensing that every effect she was experiencing was true for him as well, she saw his feral gaze lock onto hers, so the beads of sweat break over his forehead, and along his shoulders where she gripped.
Knowing he was holding her back, afraid of hurting her any more than he already had, he was restraining himself, and that just wasn't enough. Her pain threshold was higher than he believed, she could take all of him, and she wanted all of him. And though her wantonness, the pure fire and lust raging through her body made her both smile and blush, she'd waited for as long as she could remember for this, that she hungered for it.
She hooked her legs tighter around him, pressed her feet firmly against his butt, pushing him deeper, 'don't ya dare stop now.' She commanded as his questioning look at her movements made him still a little. 'Please…Logan…' she was aware of the needy, pleading tone to her voice, but she didn't care, she wanted this.
He pressed his lips firmly against hers as he began to move faster, thrusting deeper inside her, every push of his hips expelling a forceful gasp of breath from her chest, her breasts rubbing against him, as he crushed her lips with his own, swallowing every delicious moan from her, revelling in the scraping of her fingernails along his back.
She didn't dare close her eyes, her legs holding on now as his movements pushed her ever closer to the edge, she could feel the tightness unwinding, could feel the spring uncoiling, an unbelievable sense of elevation, a burst of light behind her eyes and the singular point at which she seemed to melt away, through her legs, the point at which Logan was joined with her.
He buried his face in her hair as he felt her warm wetness flood out over him, the force of her orgasm sending ripples through her body and pulling him to the edge she had gladly fallen off, he came with a roar, buried to the hilt inside, rapidly drawing a breath and calling her name.
Hours later, as they had taken a second and then a third turn on this fantastically amazing merry go round, the both of them satiated and spent at last, they lay facing each other.
His legs drooped lazily over her legs keeping him close to his body, she nestled her head in his shoulder, murmuring sleepily, tired and happy, and just plain dizzy from the shattering orgasms he'd drawn out of her, she ran her fingers along the stubble of his chin, kissing the corner of his mouth gently.
Amazed at the sensations this relative new thing was offering her, for so long she'd been deprived of being able to touch, of being able to feel, but right now, here in his arms, she realised she would gladly go through it all again, because through all that heartache, all that doubt and pain, all those eventualities had brought her to this, satisfied, loved and lusted over.
She was just drifting off to sleep, when she felt his body shake and heard his tell tale chuckle, 'What…' she asked, 'come on Logan, what the hell are ya laughin' at.'
He shook his head, and kissed her. 'Couple hours ago, I think Cyke told me he likes to wear his wife's underwear…'
She sat upright, propping herself on her elbows, 'What…?' He told her the full story, she blushed when he described what he'd felt when he'd seen her and laughed when he'd described Scott walking in on him barely seconds later and the strange conversation they'd had.
'Ya know…' she giggled, 'is it wrong that ah don't find that as surprising as ah should?' He smiled and wrapping a strong arm about her waist pulled her to lie on top of him. Pushing her hair back from her face, he ran his fingers along her side, teasingly small circles on her hips.
'That was one helluva dance baby; can I look forward to that as my present on your next birthday?'
She smiled kissing his chest softly, 'That depends on ya stickin' around, but how 'bout this, ah'll make ya a deal, on our first anniversary, ya'll be dancin' for me…'
He nodded, 'One thing darlin' jus' make sure you don't use the words quick fuck, Peter and Bobby in the same sentence again, 'cause that'll jus' send me all kinds of crazy…'
She laughed, before he suddenly rolled over and pinned her beneath him, and smothering her with kisses. And then she was rolling her hips, and he found himself agreeing to all sorts of things.
Exactly one year later…
Logan stared at the two women flanking either side of him, Cherry and Jubilation Lee, holding him by the elbows and pushing him into the club.
He resisted as best he could without hurting them, 'Forget it bub…ain't no way it's gonna happen, Wolverine don't do no pansy ass dancing, sure as hell none dressed as a chipmunk…'
'That's Chippendale Logie…'Jubes corrected him, 'sides our gal Marie told us 'bout your little deal, and I reckon you gotta hold up your end of the bargain if you wanna see any action tonight. But then again I guess we could always bring Marie here...'
Logan snarled at her, and she grinned, 'don't worry 'bout it, you're in good hands, me and Cherry will look after ya…'
Cherry chimed in, 'The best way to learn the moves is by watching a show…' He suddenly found himself in a room filled with women screaming their heads off.
He stared up at the stage, a group of oiled up, buffed tanned men thrusting their hips in his direction… he grimaced at the assorted pairs of underwear, he could have sworn there was a sequined pink thong among them, and that threw up all sorts of nightmares 'bout Scooter and his thong confession as fresh in his mind even it had been a year already.
He growled loudly as Jubes squealed loudly, jumping up and down, and watched horrified at the climax of the show, the dancers reaching for their pants, a quick flick of the wrists and the thongs came flying off…!
He shook his head cursing loudly, 'Goddamn it's gonna be one tough week…'
Hot Blooded- Foreigner
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
You don't have to read my mind, to know what I have in mind
Honey you oughta know
Now you move so fine, let me lay it on the line
I wanna know what you're doin' after the show
Now it's up to you, we can make a secret rendezvous
Just me and you, I'll show you lovin' like you never knew
That's why, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, hot blooded
If it feels alright, maybe you can stay all night
Shall I leave you my key?
But you've got to give me a sign, come on girl, some kind of sign
Tell me, are you hot mama? You sure look that way to me
Are you old enough? Will you be ready when I call your bluff?
Is my timing right? Did you save your love for me tonight?
Yeah I'm hot blooded, check it and see
Feel the fever burning inside of me
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded, I'm hot
Now it's up to you, can we make a secret rendezvous?
Oh, before we do, you'll have to get away from you know who
Well, I'm hot blooded, check it and see
I got a fever of a hundred and three
Come on baby, do you do more than dance?
I'm hot blooded, I'm hot blooded
Hot blooded, every night
Hot blooded, you're looking so tight
Hot blooded, now you're driving me wild
Hot blooded, I'm so hot for you, child
Hot blooded, I'm a little bit high
Hot blooded, you're a little bit shy
Hot blooded, you're making me sing
Hot blooded, for your sweet, sweet thing