Ari awoke with a start. Her eyes flew open and she sat straight up on her couch, blinking. It seemed like it should be morning, but it was dark, and she was not in her bed. She looked around the room, dazed, slowly remembering everything that had happened the day before..... Or had it all been a dream?
She gasped when she saw him. It wasn't a dream.
Logan was lying, stretched out on the floor, leaning back against the couch with several pillows propped behind his back. His head was lying back against the pillows, and his eyes were closed. He was breathing deep and strong. He must have gotten hot, because he had taken off his shirt, and his chest swelled up and down evenly when he breathed. One arm was up, behind his head and the other was lying across his waist, holding the wolf up to the side of his stomach.
Ari got up very slowly, quietly, and walked toward him. She tried not to make a sound, not to even breathe. The soft orange glow of the firelight danced across his well-muscled body, creating shadows that teased her eyes as they sought to devour every swell, every line.... every inch of him. His face was completely relaxed, and almost hidden from the fire's light as his head rested back on his arm. His eyes appeared to be closed, and his breathing was deep and regular, so she continued to look, unable to stop herself. His neck was exposed to the light, and was thick and well muscled... strong. She envisioned herself kissing it... she swallowed and licked her lips... pleasure rippling through her body. Her gaze moved to his chest. Her eyes narrowed and she frowned, trying to read his dog tags in the light of the fire. She mouthed 'Wolverine' silently, a questioning look in her eyes. His chest appeared soft and hard at the same time, and hair grew in just the right places, not too much, not too little. His waist curved in at the sides, and his muscles ...and his skin... everything she saw was beautiful. He was perfect.... the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She wanted to touch him, and it took all of her strength to stay standing where she was.
Her eyes moved with affection to the pup he held in his arm. She smiled. Logan had wrapped him in a blanket, with his little face and the leg with the IV line sticking out. He was sleeping soundly, against the smooth skin of Logan's side. Logan was holding him there, keeping his arm in place by one finger he had caught in one of the belt loops of his jeans. She smiled again. Her eyes moved back to the pup and then her heart stopped, the smile left her face. For just a moment... she envisioned something else in that arm, lying next to his side... a baby... his baby snuggled against him softly in the night....wrapped in a blue blanket....safe in his Daddy's arms. She felt as if she would melt into a puddle right there on the floor. Chills ran up and down her body and she hugged herself tighter with her arms. She swallowed hard and licked her lips again. Her eyes moved back to his chest where a perfect little line of hair ran down the center of the soft skin of his stomach, to his naval and further down to...
Logan had been resting his eyes quietly when he heard Ari wake with a start. He was still feeling very tired, so he kept his eyes closed, giving her time to see that everything was okay. He thought maybe she'd go back to sleep. She didn't. He heard her inching toward him quietly, and he opened his eyes slightly, his dark lashes hiding them. She stopped a few feet in front of him, and looked at him for a long time. He didn't move a muscle. He followed her eyes down his neck, watched her lick her lips and move down to his chest. She leaned forward and squinted, reading his name-tag. Her beautiful mouth opened.. and his heart skipped a beat, as he watched her mouth his name silently..."Wolverine". Damn! She looked at the pup the longest, smiling... and then not smiling. Logan thought she almost stopped breathing for a moment. He wondered what she was thinking. Her hair was falling down around her neck even more than before, giving her a natural wild look. She was evidently cold, because she had her arms around her waist, hugged tightly against her. The tank top and sport bra did little to hide the fact that her nipples were hard....Mmmm.... his eyes slid down, lazily. She had her legs held tightly together and he could see them shaking. He followed them down, where one socked foot stood nervously on top of the other. His eyes moved back, slowly, up her long smooth legs... Logan couldn't help imagining those soft, shapely legs wrapped tightly around his body. Shit! His body reacted immediately to the thought. His eyes moved up a little further. Even with her legs held so tightly together, Logan could smell that her underwear were already damp with desire. - Grrrrr -
Ari's eyes followed the trail of hair down Logan's stomach, and further. She glanced up quickly, making sure his eyes were still closed. In the darkness, she could see his heavy lashes lowered softly over his cheeks. She licked her lips and let her eyes travel back down to the bulge between his legs. She swallowed nervously and shifted her weight, putting one foot on top of the other. Her body was raging with desire by now, so she clamped her shaking legs tightly together. Her eyes lingered, wonderingly, at his crotch for quite some time before she let them slide down his long, muscular legs, cursing the denim that hid him from her. He had on soft heavy socks and his feet were crossed. Her eyes slid back up his legs and then froze... she was SURE that the bulge in his pants was much bigger than it had been before. Her jaw dropped and her eyes grew wide in surprise. She couldn't force herself to look away... it was getting bigger by the minute.
Logan looked up to see Ari standing there open-mouthed and wide-eyed staring at his ever-growing manhood. He almost laughed, but he knew she would run. Instead, he looked down at the pup and softly said...
"He was whinin' and I didn't want him to wake you up, so I picked him up."
Ari gasped, her eyes flying to his, then to the pup, then back to his. - Shit!!! - Her face redenned so brightly that Logan could even see it in the light of the fire. How long had he been awake? She swallowed hard, and licked her lips.
He looked at her for a few seconds, choosing his next words carefully, dragging them out as he spoke about the wolf and about the two of them. "I think he was just lonely."
Their eyes met and held for what seemed like an eternity. He begged her to come to him with his eyes, keeping his promise not to make a move without her permission.
Then, as if drawn by some force beyond her control, she ever so slowly started moving toward him. Logan didn't move an inch... he could sense that everything in her was screaming for her to run. She didn't want this to happen... but she couldn't stop herself. She walked to his side, opposite the pup, on shaking legs, and bent down, slowly, kneeling next to his side. Logan looked down at the pup, quickly, and then back up to her. He mouthed -Shhh- quietly. She nodded slowly, biting her bottom lip.
She eased her body down close to his, without touching him, then slowly raised her hands over him. One hand moved over his chest, the other over his up-stretched arm. He tried not to breathe. Her eyes stared at his body in wonder, and she slowly lowered her hands until her shaking fingers touched his skin. The second they made contact she drew in a sharp breath and pulled them away, as if his skin was burning hot. Her eyes flew up to his, and she licked her lips, drawing in a sharp, shuddering breath. As if convinced that the world wasn't going to come to an end, she reached out slowly to touch him again. This time she left them there, softly lying on his skin. Emotions played, continuously, across her face... fear, desire, curiosity, wonder, fear again... She moved in a little closer, her breathing fast and inconsistent. She leaned her head slowly in near his neck and breathed in his scent deeply. She closed her eyes and moaned quietly, loving his deep masculine scent. Logan's body was raging for hers, but he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw forcing himself to be patient. She moved again, close to his ear, and he opened his eyes. "Logan?"...she whispered.
"Mm?"
"Is it okay if I kiss you?"
He clenched his jaw tightly for a moment, swallowed, then shook his head, yes. She sat up higher, leaning over him, still not touching him with anything but her hands... and slowly brought her mouth closer to his. When she was almost there, she licked her lips nervously and then carefully brought them down onto Logans'. He sat there in blissful agony while her beautiful trembling lips touched his...softly, for just a moment. She pulled away, trembling like a leaf, looking longingly at the lips she had kissed. He smiled slightly, eyes full of desire, encouraging her and she leaned over him again. Her hands moved a little closer and touched his skin with a little more pressure, as she brought her soft lips to his again, holding them there for a minute. Very gently, he moved his mouth under hers, just enough to let her feel him respond to her, but not enough to frighten her. She pulled away again, and moved in a little closer, letting her body touch his slightly. She drew in a ragged breath, and took her hands away from him. He started to bring his stiff his arm down from behind his head, and then noticed the look of fear come back into her eyes, her nostrils flared. He opened his palm, and moved his hand back, showing her that he wasn't going to touch her... he was just moving his arm. He let his hand drop softly to the floor. She blew a curl away from her eyes and looked nervously back up at him. His eyes were compelling, and he was smiling reassuringly, so she moved toward him again. She brought one hand up and laid it carefully on the far side of his neck, and moved the other to the side nearest her, slowly moving her fingers up to touch his hair. She moved in closer, excited by the feel of his soft skin and coarse black hair. Her face moved very close to his neck, and she breathed in deeply, again, as her hand moved up higher into his hair. She gasped in surprise, feeling the way his hair grew naturally up on the sides. She followed it up to the tips, staring at it, fascinated.
Logan's body was going nuts, and with every new touch he was more and more surprised at his ability to control it. She had no idea what she was doing to him; he was amazed at how erotic the whole situation was. She was barely touching him, and everything in his body was screaming for more. He couldn't remember when he'd been this turned on before, and he wasn't sure how long he could take it... but he had promised her........ - Damn -
She had both of her hands in his hair when he came back to his senses. She was looking at his face, licking her lips slowly. "Logan?" she whispered, seductively, so innocently. "Mmm?" He groaned. "Would you...." she swallowed......" would you ... like to kiss me?"
He closed his eyes for a second, then opened them slowly... he felt drugged." Hell, yes, I'd like to kiss you." He whispered hoarsely.
He brought his free hand up slowly to touch her face, and she moved to slide her cheek against his hand, closing her eyes in pleasure. Her skin was like satin. She was the softest thing he had ever touched. This was not going to be easy. He carefully drew her face to his, slowly, so he wouldn't frighten her. Dammit! Keep your mouth closed, Logan! - he reminded himself. He pressed his lips to hers softly, and then kissed her slowly when she didn't move away. He worked her into it, carefully, calmly, eliciting a little moan of pleasure from her. When he thought she was ready, he parted his lips just slightly and touched her closed lips softly with his tongue.
She pulled away immediately, unsure. She looked up at his eyes, questioning, her tongue coming out slowly, tasting her lips, where his tongue had touched them. A little frown played across her brow. He smiled." What?....Didn't you like it?" he asked quietly.
"I ...I ...don't know."
"That's the way people do it, Darlin'.... Let me teach ya'." he whispered hoarsely.
Her hands tightened on the back of his neck, and she licked her lips, nervously, but she came closer. She was almost there, when she stopped and looked up at him warily. " Go slow with me, okay Logan?"
she whispered. He nodded, and she moved in, trusting him.
Their mouths met and Logan took his time, kissing her softly, comfortingly. After a few minutes, when her kiss felt more confident, he slowly opened her mouth with his, making sure she felt like she was still in control of it. He moved his tongue into her mouth slowly, caressing her lips with it, making her want more. He touched her tongue softly with his, and she pulled hers back, unsure, because of the strangeness of it. He gave her a moment, and that was all she needed. She reached her tongue out, tentatively, and touched his, and he smiled against her mouth. Logan moved his tongue against hers slowly at first, circling it and exploring her mouth. Her hands were moving in his hair and her body was slowly, but surely beginning to mold itself into his.
To Ari, it felt like fire was raging through her whole body; she was feeling things in places she had never felt anything before. She was a little frightened, but the fear was nothing compared to the things Logans' kisses were doing to her body. She twined her fingers deeper into his hair, and Logan moved his hand up into her hair, pulling her mouth in even closer. She pressed her body into his, tightly, and moaned, taking over by pushing his tongue back and moving hers deeply into his mouth. To say that she had surprised him was would be an understatement. - I guess the lady likes it. - he smiled. Her tongue explored his mouth, now, with a fervor that took his breath away. He groaned and responded strongly to her, showing her what his body wanted by sliding his tongue back and forth under hers seductively. She caught on immediately; she was a natural.
Ari drank in his kisses as if she had been in a desert for days, and his mouth was the first water she'd come to. She slid her hands down out of his hair to the sides of his face, her fingers resting at the edges of his mouth and turned her head to the side enough to be able to lay her tongue directly on top of Logan's. She began sliding it in and out over his, slowly, at first, and then faster, stronger .... harder... moaning and holding his face tightly. Logan felt himself starting to lose control. They completely forgot about being quiet, and both of them began groaning loudly, deep into each other's mouths.
The wolf raised his head and whined softly.
Ari let out a small, disappointed groan, and reluctantly tried to tear her mouth away from Logan's. When they finally separated, she looked down at the pup. He appeared to be going back to sleep. She looked up at Logan, his eyes were alive with desire, his gaze fixed on her mouth. Her lips were red and swollen, sore from kissing him so hard, for so long. He wanted more, and so did she. She took a long, shuddering breath in, and moved back in to his body. She leaned in and kissed him softly, slowly and seductively.... then she pulled back, smiling wickedly at the hungry response she was getting from him.
"You learn fast." He said, hoarsely.
"I have a good teacher," she said quietly, moving in to him again.
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