Dolphin Haven, Peep Hut everyone else, please ask.
Nope, don't own them. Sure wish I could borrow that Logan one for a little
Please? With a Scott-wink on top? Good, bad, and ugly welcome
You're listening to your favorite characters go at it like bunnies here at
KPWP, featuring all smut, all the time..
After the latest fandom brouhaha, Keli's mom's stroke, and taking care of
a surprise seven-year-old, I was in desperate need of smut. I wouldn't mind
more (hint, hint, you other authors out there). Muchas, muchas gracias to
Alyx and Jenn S. who have bravely accepted beta duty in Keli's absence, exposing
themselves to my fic in its raw state.
don't think I'll ever get tired of hearing 'darling' fall from that man's
lips. OK, we've been lovers for less than a week, technically, but still
I'm sure that particular endearment will never get old. "Painting, sugar.
What're you up to?"
you look at that smirk? I swear, he takes everything as some kind of dirty
double-entendre, even when I don't mean it that way.
"Up to enough,
for what?" Sure, it doesn't help that I encourage him, but it's so much fun..
satisfy you." Mmm.he's touching me. Always a good thing. But that's the third
public ass-grab in two days. I've really got to talk to him about that. "Why
dontcha take a break?" Well, I suppose I can talk to him about it later. Much
later. After all, there's no one in the studio and no one out in the hall
to see this particular ass-grab. "C'mon. Enough workin'. Time for a little
Whatever will we do to occupy ourselves?" He's told me that giggle of mine
gets to him. Let's see how much. "I'm only creative when it comes to putting
paint on canvas, sugar. I think you'll have to come up with a few ideas here."
fair. That's just no fair, pushing me up against the wall like that. Especially
since my back is to him. I'm missing out on all that quality chest-time. "Feeling
a little dominant today?"
Strong hands, moving up and down my thighs and then settling on my rear end
yep, he knows how to get to me. I'm all weak in the knees now. "Stay still."
That little bite to my neck gets to me pretty good too. Wait is he?
I don't believe it he really is going to do it right here. He's taking
off my pants.
No talkin'." He stopped for a second but he didn't move his hands. "Unless
it's to tell me what you want."
for Bobby never to see me having sex. I want for Scott never to see me having
sex. They're both right down the hall, in the garage, you know."
you're gonna be against the wall, baby. Nobody'll see you, just me. You're
tiny, and I got a broad back. No worries." Back to the de-pantsing. Oh, my.
I oh!" Now that's definitely no fair, going right for my right
your sweet spot, right, darlin'?"
spot? It's my 'express train to orgasm spot' and it's simply no fair that
he slid his hand in there and went right for it. He knows it just turns me
into a big puddle of goo in seconds. A big, happy, satisfied puddle of goo,
but still. "Slow slow down, sugar."
think so." Sounds focus, Rogue what are those sounds? You know
them. Don't let the oh, God! impending orgasm distract you. Sounds.
There are sounds. That one is a good LORD! a a belt undoing
and metal clanking and a zipper zipper sounds, I know those. He's taking
off those jeans and he undid that big belt buckle and I bet any minute he's
going to go ahead and take off my - "Hey - it's not Saturday."
why the hell did you stop what you were doing, dammit? You said no slowing
down, ergo, no stopping either. Don't you just hate people who don't follow
the rules of logic?
Saturday, but your little panties here say 'Saturday'."
the 'Thursday' ones, remember?"
you wearin' Thursday panties on a "
I take that back screw logic. No logical discussion. Need more touching.
Bye-bye, bad, orgasm-stopping logic.
somethin', darlin'?" Hello, all-sex, all-the-time smirk. May I introduce you
to this teeny, tiny (and shrinking as we speak) friend I have called Modesty?
want to go upstairs and "
Oh God, I'd like to argue with him but my panties are gone and his fingers
are back. No more rational thought is going to be possible until I
"I want it here. Now. You're mine."
want everyone to know that, don't you, sugar? Well, I understand, but I
nice and ready." Ooooh another neck-bite and now I can't help but move
my hips a little. Or a lot. "That's it, baby. You know you like it."
More. More. Moremoremoremore.
getcha nice and ready." Can feel him against my bare bottom already
hard, already hot "And then I'm gonna pound you against this wall until we
yes! Anything! Unnnnhhhhh! Aaaaahhhh!" OH GOD! I'd say yes to damn near anything
for an orgasm like that. And he knows it too. "Oh, Logan."
mansion probably heard that, darlin'."
Must catch breath. Need oxygen for sexy banter.
did." Ah! Hey he usually says something before he, ah, is inside me.
He didn't he didn't warn me he was going to do that! "Fuck, that was
a good one, huh? You're damn ready for me."
toes are actually leaving the floor with every thrust and "Oh!" - from
this angle, it seems like he's so deep inside that I "Uhhhh!"
I think he's thrusting against my g-spot or something because I sure
"Logan stop! Wait! It's too much, too good! St aaaaaahhhhh!"
Can'tbreathecan'tthinkcan't "Unnnhhhh! Grrrrr!" WHOA. Whoa. Je. Sus.
*Christ*. That was amazing. I've never, not like that -
Marie!" If my muscles inside are contracting half as hard as I think they
are "With me! Move with me!"
sugar. "Like this?" I'll take that hand pinning the small of my back to the
wall, and the other one tangled in my hair, as a 'yes.' Don't think that'll
stop me from moving with you, just like you said, though. I follow instructions,
All of a sudden, he started going twice as fast and a lot more times as hard
exponentially harder, if I remember my math class correctly. God, he even
makes math sexy. "Yes!" I don't think I could possibly come again, but I
want him to, I want him to have one hell of an orgasm.
it's all animal, all physical his body takes over in the final minutes
and sometimes I think he really is in another place entirely. All carnal,
all primal, all "Marie!" But I like it that he still remembers my name,
remembers who he's with, even in that place.
There we go and, God, it's going to be a good one for him too. "Umph!" A few
more thrusts, I think and then "Still." Snarling now if it were
anyone but Logan, that would be a damn scary sound. "Stay. Still." More than
a few more thrusts, then. God, how long can he possibly "Aaaahh." Whew.
There. And now he's collapsing against me, pressing me to the wall. Not exactly
comfortable, but mind you, all things considered, I have no complaints. And
that hot tongue on my neck goes a long way toward customer satisfaction. "Fuckin'
good one." You can say that again, sugar.
are two words that make me shiver every time, and in an extremely good way.
I don't know if I really do have some latent 'father figure issues,' as Jean
calls them, or what, but when he purrs those two little words in my ear,
I get excited and settled all at once. It does it for me, no doubt. And he
sure has caught on to that. "Say it again." But sometimes I like to remind
him. You know, in case the post-orgasmic euphoria clouds his memory
You're a very good girl, Marie."
Yes, I did just wiggle my bottom against you. That's your reward for making
me feel so damn good, sugar.
do that unless you wanna go again. Now." No need to answer in words. Another
wiggle will do nicely. "Heh. You're in for it now, girl."
Because I hey!" He took both my hands and pinned them above my head,
and, oh God, I can feel him starting to get hard again already. Healing factor,
the damnable thing. "Oh, sugar." The damnable, wonderful thing. Already hard
enough to thrust, and thank *God* I can touch him now, thank *God* I learned
to control it, because I don't think I could live without knowing what this
felt like. "Logan."
with you yet." Clearly, sugar. "You're mine."
Those are the two words that get him off the best. Yep, just like clockwork,
he's going a lot harder now. "All yours, always, sugar. All of me, all yours."
sugar, come on."
need to, I already "
Whoa. There's no arguing with that growl. Well, if you insist, sugar. I'll
just angle my hips a little and yeah, there we go, nice and deep again.
"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, Marie!"
to move with him a little bit. Just going to oof. Full-body press against
me, smooshing me to the wall. Full-sweaty-body press, and he didn't miss
a stroke when he did that. Let go of my hands but now he's got one hand slithering
underneath my body to grab my breast and one hand on my "GOD!"
gonna fuckin' come with me!" No argument there, sugar. "You're mine! Mine!"
Good God, I feel like I might actually split in two but it feels so amazing
at the same time and I can't believe how much pleasure he's giving me and
I "First. You. Come. First."
Not going to be a problem, not at all, sugar. Just a little bit more, just
Unnnhhhh!!!!" Jesus, that ripped through me like like like I
don't know what.
That's grrrrr!" And there he goes, so deep, so very deep and so long
and hard and so much "UnnnhhhhGod, baby, so damn good. You're so damn
letting go of me and now those arms that were pinning me like iron and grabbing
at me like a vise are soft and gentle. Caressing me, holding me, but he's
not pulling out.
upstairs, let's "
- growly. "Turn around."
very sexy, Marie 'oof.' Yeah, I'm a sex goddess. Well, what else am
I supposed to say when he thumps me back against the wall again like that?
to do somethin' for me, darlin'." I'm very amenable to discussion on that
topic. Yep, sure am. But, um wait a second. Shouldn't that comment lead
to me getting down on my knees, not him getting down on his knees? "Grab on
to the window sill and brace yourself with your other hand there. Put your
legs over my shoulders." Oh. Oh. We haven't done this yet and I'm a little
I mean, his sense of smell is really good and down there is a little - well,
aromatic. "Marie, do as I say, darlin'."
The gleam in his eyes I don't think I've ever seen him look quite like
that. They say curiosity killed the cat, but maybe it does have some upside.
get a spankin'. And then I'll do it anyway. Put your legs on my shoulders.
ah, isn't it going to be a little, er.." I mean, I'm not a prude, but I'm
not very experienced at this either and my stuff is down there and his stuff
is down there and well, you know, it'll be, you know..
I'm gonna ask. Do it."
I really hey!" He spanked me! He really did it!
Darlin', you're deprivin' me here. Put your legs up on me. Now, Marie." Well,
OK. Don't say you didn't ask for it. "Mmmmm"
he's enjoying it! Oh my God, he really is enjoying it! I feel like such a
a wanton woman! I've got my legs wrapped around his head I feel so
lusty or something! "God, Logan" Not to mention what his tongue is doing
to me! He's kissing me just like he would my, uh, other lips, and using his
tongue to delve inside. No wonder this man has a reputation as a sex god!
It's so damn good, I think I'm going to have to go tell everyone I know
no, wait - everyone I ever knew, ever, that this man is seriously *good*!
"More!" I am blushing all over, but I do not care. I. Need. More.
- I wonder what he's doing now, he kind of stopped or shifted or something.
I wonder if he'll go for my oh, yeah. OH, YEAH! Sweet spot, he's got
his tongue on my sweet spot! "Rrrrr"
I am screaming like a banshee because nothing in my whole life has ever felt
as good as that vibration against me just did, and I'm sure that everyone
in the *state* can hear me now, but I don't give a good damn I'm going
to literally die of pleasure, right here, right now. "AAAAAHHHH! AHHHH! LOGAN!!!"
down now totally exhausted, totally. Spent. Body like limp noodle.
he he's chuckling. Shit, I did something funny. He's laughing at me.
"Heh." Better get my legs off his head because I bet that's it I must
look at least a little silly and he has a good view of my, uh, parts, at
this angle. "Whoa. Where're you goin'?"
very embarrassed, and the way he's just staring at me isn't helping. Geez,
doesn't he realize I'm still new to this kind of thing. I can't help it if
I do weird things. I don't have it all down, it's only the tenth time we've
been together, for goodness sakes, and I know he's used to women much, much
more experienced than that, but he *knows* I was a virgin before him, and
It's just my extreme sexual incompetence, don't mind that.
"Did I do
somethin' you didn't like there?"
I mean, no, I liked that very much. I'm, ah, sorry for my part of it there."
part made you laugh." Yes, I am so lame that I don't even know what I did
wrong. "Whatever was funny or or weird."
you um, oh." Yes, and here's the capper to my sexual embarrassment
escapades Scott has indeed seen me naked. Sure, I jumped behind naked
Logan lickety-split (God must get my mind out of the gutter out,
out!) but he still saw all my important parts. Yay. Now I can never look
him in the visor again. "Sorry. We heard screaming. We thought it was, ah,
in-trouble screaming, not, er, the other kind of screaming." 'We?' Oh no,
he does mean 'we' there's Bobby, hiding behind him and looking at the
floor. Good Lord. Double yay.
fine. Doin' real good as a matter of fact."
I know he enjoys baiting Scott, but really!
have interrupted. Would you two mind, ah, taking it upstairs? I don't want
any children wandering around down here and and getting a little more
of an education than we were planning for them, OK?" Aw, he's actually being
decent even though Logan is involved in a Mansion Rules Transgression. He
must realize exactly how mortified I am. There was that story about him and
Jean being caught a few years ago the one that has him with his pants
down around his ankles and moaning like crazy with Jean in front of him on
her knees maybe he empathizes..
upstairs right now." No more being Mr. Dominant for you. "Sorry, Scott."
Did he wink at me? I think he did yes, I'm sure he winked at me.
Oh, don't worry, sugar, he's not after your girl, he's just yanking you. Heh.
Yanking. Dammit what did I say about getting out of the gutter, brain?
sugar, let's throw something on and head up."
I know you have an exhibitionist streak, but I really think we should
do anythin' funny or weird. You know, before."
were you laughing?" And could we have this conversation clothed instead of
screamed so loud and looked so damn happy. I wasn't laughin' at ya
just laughin' 'cause I did it so good and you liked it so much and you sure
as hell didn't mind lettin' everyone hear that ya did. I was pretty damn
pleased with myself."
scream like that anymore. That was "
hell. Sexy. It was.flatterin'."
on, you don't need me to build up your sex ego. You know you're good." There,
pants on. I am once again pantsed. Good, that's progress now
wait where's my shirt? And my bra? I didn't even notice where they
went sheesh, I barely noticed Logan took them off.
Marie I don't know if I'm good for you, good with you. I haven't been
with you any more times than you've been with me, you know?"
just awww. That gets him a smooch. A topless smooch. "You're good with
me. Very good. Superlative."
I get another go-round?"
Whew, he's putting pants on too. I think he is finally going to agree to take
this upstairs. Privacy, at last. No more exhibitionism, no more danger of
someone walking in, no more interruptions, no more former teachers seeing
all my private parts in glorious living color, no more experiences fit for
the world's most embarrassing moments. Whew. Upstairs. Yeah, that's good.
Safe. Tame. Did I say 'tame' well, OK, not tame, but at least private..
ever been up on the rooftop?"