Logan lay exhausted on the bed and watched as Veronica slipped into his Neptune Grand Hotel Bathrobe and went into the living room to collect the room service they had ordered. His bed was a tangled mess of sheets and the floor was littered with his discarded clothes and towels, he could still smell the marshmallow body lotion on his skin mixed with her feminine scent. She had surprised him this afternoon, and she'd kill him if she knew he was putting off doing his Economics assignment due tomorrow and blowing off his Mass Com class tonight so he could keep enjoying their time together.
He couldn't suppress the grin from spreading all over his face as he caught her dipping the largest piece of the watermelon into some natural yoghurt and taking a bite before she could even get the trolley all the way to the bedroom. For such a petite slip of a woman, she was insatiable and he couldn't quite identify what it was about her unguarded moments like this made something deep inside him growl mine.
He shifted over to make more room on the bed and watched as she tried her best to avoid spilling the coffees and the food on the tray as she navigated her way around the shoes and items on the floor to reach him.
"Last year working at Java really paid off huh?" he teased as he lifted the coffees and set them on the night stand.
"If I'd known this is what I was training for I'd have started in sophomore year" she joked as she took another bite of her watermelon.
"Here…" he smiled as he wiped a bit of yoghurt off the side of her mouth with his thumb and licked it off. "Were you saving that for later?" he teased.
"You are just jealous of everything touching my lips that isn't you…" she jested playfully.
"Naturally" he agreed pulling her closer for a kiss but she stopped him by putting a strawberry in his mouth instead. "You are so sexy when you feed me"
"You think everything is sexy" she accused him.
"Only when it's done by you" he corrected as he reached to undress her from his bathrobe.
"Professor Haldon is at the Hearst Alumni banquet this evening by the way... so you don't have to go to class" she smiled as she shrugged her shoulders out of the robe as he kissed her neck.
Busted.
"Checking up on my schedule huh?" he joked.
"Just making sure I had you all to myself… my dad's at a book signing in Weller, the publishers from the Tribune are trying to get him a follow up novel on Woody Goodman" she explained. She could sleep over tonight… a rare treat. He loved waking up with her.
Logan sighed, he would have to confess…
"I have an assignment for Economics class…" he admitted, as he picked up a grape and ate it.
"So get your computer… I was in FBLA… we could do it together while we have food, and then… you are mine" she warned him.
"You are going to help me cheat?" he joked. "That's so… dishonest of you"
"I'm not… but Inmate 69 is a very naughty girl…" she said as she dropped the robe onto the floor and pushed him back onto the bed.
"Rule-breaker.." he gasped as she straddled his hips.
"Hot Fuzz…"she retorted as she grabbed the squirty cream from tray and put a line along his torso.
"Delinquent" he replied as he closed his eyes when he felt her tongue flick across his nipple, he could feel the heat of her pressed against his erection.
God he really was an addict… he wanted her again…
She sat up, her eyes widening in surprise at the feel of his interest pressing against her inner thigh.
"What can I say? I'm a man…" he laughed as he watched her blush again, his hands resting on her hips. Her hair was tousled and she bit her lip, she looked so tantalising, innocent and he was transfixed. Her heart thumped erratically under his scrutiny.
Veronica glanced down at the man beneath her and felt the desire unfurl in her belly, she really couldn't ever get enough of him, the intensity of this fire between them scared her sometimes. He had this power to make her lose herself completely when she was with him. They could spend so long getting wrapped up in one another she forgot sometimes where she ended and he began.
He was dangerous.
It reminded her of a line in a book she'd read once. Good boys go to Heaven but bad boys bring Heaven to you and Logan Echolls… was the definition of Bliss… a double edged sword… he was a Bad boy with a Good heart.
One day it could be Heaven… the next it could be Hell.
He sat up slowly and cupped her face, pressing his lips to hers and that's when she knew that she truly was in trouble. She loved this man… he consumed her… even the Devil was once an Angel.
His fingers caressed her cheek while he kissed her sinfully, it was seductive and wordlessly she raised her hips as he moved below her, positioning his shaft against her until she sank onto the length on him and he began to thrust inside her. The rapture building was heady and his strong hands gripped her hips as she felt him fill her, gasping.
She'd been fighting this connection between them for so long… but she'd always known that he was the only one who ever got her worked up. The attraction between them was combustible, she couldn't help the soft, breathy moans from escaping as he increased the pace, urging her to fall off that precipice. Some silent dialogue passed between them as she looked into his fathoms-deep brown eyes, their worlds colliding in a shattering explosion as she clasped him tightly. He shuddered beneath her, a rough cry ripping from his throat as he climaxed. Some indecipherable expression crossed his face and she felt unaccountably self-conscious and nervous.
She looked thoroughly bedded and sexily dishevelled, it made him feel insanely possessive.
She was His…. He was the only man who should ever get to see her look this way…
She made some caveman part of himself scream Mine…
He didn't just want tonight with her… he wanted every night with her… he wanted every morning with her too.
It was when she gave him a long lingering deep kiss that Logan knew for sure…
He was going to ask her to marry him.
