"I don't think I can eat any more ice cream, Veronica. Stop trying to spoon feed me yours," I said laughing and swallowing hard at the last spoonful she had given me
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Every moan that echoed from her lips shot right through me. I slipped another spoonful into her mouth just so I could meet her lips breathlessly with mine again. My sticky fingers tangled into her hair. God, I couldn't stop kissing her, tasting her, being this close to her and not touch her and hold her as close to me as possible.
She'd given me every go ahead to remove her jeans, which I was sure that she was going to do anyway. Though I couldn't help but smile at the reassurance and the breathless tone to her voice. I was lightheaded as she held onto my hips and I undid the top button of her jeans. Tugging her pants down, I bent her knees gently to slips the jeans off of her calves and ankles. The jeans joined the pile with her shirt and bra.
"I think I'm running out of ice cream, Veronica." I teased lightly, but with heaved breaths as she unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and slid it away from my shoulders and down my arms.
My fingers dipped in between her legs and along her moist panties. I was going to have to ask her about the unicorn obsession that even adorned her underwear later, right now that was the last thing on my mind.
Looping my fingers around the elastic of her underwear, I pulled them, too, down and they quickly joined the party that our clothing was having on the floor. Finding the bowl, I poured the small remains of lukewarm contents out between her legs and wasted no time sliding down the couch further and licking ever bit off of her until she buckled up towards my mouth for more.
My tongue slid along his, but of us getting lost in how good that felt. Never mind the rest of it. At this rate we were gonna die of a total pleasure overload, and neither of us seemed to mind at all. Why would we? It had been pretty obvious from the moment our lips met tonight that we'd both been wanting to do this for months. We were just busy acting like it wasn't killing us to be apart, like I was actually happy with Duncan. Right. I was extremely deluded. I didn't even care that the fingers tangling in my hair were going to leave me with sticky, tangled knots to deal with in the morning. I just wanted him to keep touching me.
I watched him carefully as he stripped me of my jeans and added them and his shirt to the growing pile on the floor. "God, Logan, you're so gorgeous..." I smiled appreciatively, drinking in the sight of his well built arms and chest. And he loves me. In spite of everything I did, he loves me. I was more than lucky for that fact alone.
A small gasp escaped my lips as his fingers teased me before he removed my underwear and they too joined the mess on the floor. Another as the not quite room temperature left over ice cream hit my heated centre. Not that I minded much that it was on the cool side, because I knew Logan's hot, torturous mouth would soon solve that problem.
I hands moved to tangle in his hair, keep him there as he teased me, as I squirm and moan beneath him. He was doing a good job at driving me crazy while he got rid of the ice cream. I wasn't going to be able to eat it around him without thinking about tonight, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to care as I bucked towards him, moaning, begging him with every little movement and sound to push me over that edge. "Don't stop, please don't stop...God, that feels amazing." I breathed, knowing my eyes were glazing just slightly from everything he was doing.
Veronica's happy. Though it wasn't exactly as prominent at the thought that Veronica was really turned on and wound tightly, it was still a thought somewhere in the back of my brain. Veronica's happy and some of that is because of me.
"You know, I really have to agree with ice cream being a really good comfort food." I told her, a deep breath escaping from my lips as she tugged at my hair urging me back down towards the V of her legs. My pants were starting to become a painful problem - and one that I had to painfully ignore at that. I couldn't help but smirk at the brief thought of blaming her. I never thought I'd have Veronica on a couch completely naked and begging me not to stop.
Veronica's moaning and writhing without me even touching her. Mission accomplished, but I wasn't going to leave her teetering on that edge. I looked up to meet her tightly shut eyes and layered soft strokes over her thighs and calves before dipping my head back down. Her fingers threaded tightly into my hair as I exhaled and went back to licking every morsel of ice off of her. Swapping my tongue over her clit, I felt her whole body tighten. ... and Bingo was his name-oh. Repeating the actions, I thrust two fingers inside of her to fill her. My mouth still over her, I wasted no time curving my fingers upwards inside of her to stroke hard against that spot that I knew would completely be the end of her.
I felt dizzy at the collision of her moans and any other assorted sounds against my ears.
"Uh-huh..." I breathe when he makes his comment about agreeing that ice cream is good comfort food. It was nice to know, but it meant he wasn't touching me anymore. Not that the breath caused by the words wasn't teasing in it's own way.
"Oh, God..." I gasped as his fingers slid up inside me. At the rate he'd been going I had no doubt he could have gotten me off quite nicely just using that mouth of his. It wasn't like he hadn't memorized how to make me crazy with it on nearly every other part of my body, but the addition of his fingers stroking me off and I completely came apart, moaning his name as my entire body vibrated as a result of his actions. The only coherent thoughts I was capable of at this point was how good it felt to be with Logan like this.
"Logan...Oh, Logan..." I breathed, riding out my orgasm as he continued his actions. I couldn't even begin to put what he was making me feel into words, and even if I could I didn't think I could breathe properly enough to do that right now. I was dizzy from the pleasure and slight lack of oxygen from far too rapid breathing, but I was loving every tiny second.
Now I just needed a few minutes to recover and I'd have to reward him for being so patient, putting me ahead of his own needs.
Sliding my fingers from inside of her, I licked them clean. I held onto her thighs, my thumbs making soothing circles over her skin as she quivered in the aftermath of her orgasm. I had been lightheaded from just the sound of her voice, but now it was a full body assault. Taste, touch, scent, sight and sound. It was Veronica Mars and she had consumed all of me.
My head spun dizzily as I leaned back over her body to kiss her. A million things said in just one soundless kiss: I love you, I need you, I want you, I have to have you, Mine and no one else's, Beautiful - Just beautiful. Her cheeks in my hands, I swore I could taste the remains of ice cream still on her lips as if I hadn't sucked it completely off of her. I wanted to feel like this always - just disappear inside of her and hold on tight. We only broke the kiss because neither of us had the breath to breathe.
Holding onto her, I slid my hands smoothly up along her bare hips and ribs. I traced her body with my hand - all the places that I had with my tongue - only now having a better view instead of being too close and just seeing a meld of flesh and curves to conquer.
"You okay?" I asked her softly, breathlessly as I put my lips against her jaw, near her ears.
His body drapes over mine carefully as he kisses me again again and all the flavours - the ice cream, me, him - melted into one completely intoxicating new one. It was so easy to get completely lost in him. That used to scare me, but right now how much he loved me was completely tangible, and I felt completely safe with me in is arms. Didn't want to leave them for anything right now.
He was retracing his earlier actions with his hands, like he was trying to memorize the slightest curves that were usually well hidden beneath my clothes. Or claiming me as his. Either way I wasn't about to complain. I was perfectly happy right now.
I smile as he asks if I'm okay, before his lips brush my jaw. "I am so much better than okay, Logan." I replied softly, running my fingers through his hair gently. "Who knew ice cream could be quite that much fun?"
Well, I knew ice cream could be that fun, but I wasn't about to tell her that. Rule number one: A good way not to impress a girl is to go back and talk about other sexual experiences that you can draw back from. I just smile back to her and slip into a place beside her so we're both on our sides looking to each other on the couch. "Good," I told her kissing her just lightly on the lips this time.
My hands settled against the soft skin of her back and onto her hips and waist. "You know, I've come to your way of thinking. Good things come in small packages. I might have run out of ice cream a lot sooner if not for your height," I grinned towards her. "And that would be really unfortunate."
I was still completely turned on by all of her, but I didn't know any hot blooded male who wouldn't be at this point, and she was pretty aware herself. One thing Veronica Mars would never be was obvious.
"That would have bordered on tragic." I smirked, kissing him quickly, "Not that there isn't more ice cream in the freezer, but it's all the way over there...kinda difficult to get to when we're that busy."
I trailed a few light kisses along his neck, "Anyway, glad you've let go of me being taller for the moment at least." I mumbled slightly against his skin as my hands drifted slowly down his chest again before I started undoing his belt. "So not fair that you're still half dressed, you know." I added, kissing him slowly. "You can't tell me you're anywhere close to comfortable." Well, maybe with the concept of me being this close to him right now, sure, but constricted in those jeans? That's gotta be painful.
It wasn't like I couldn't tell just how turned on he still was. Anybody with half a brain cell and working eyes could figure it out just by looking at him.
"What do you think we should do about that?" I questioned innocently. I was fairly sure one thing that would make him a lot more comfortable, but I couldn't help want want to make him say it.
"I'm pretty sure I was far too content on this couch to move just to get more ice cream," I agreed with her, kissing her back, when she pointed out how far away the freezer was away when all we wanted to do is eliminate the space between us.
My eyes shut as her breath hit my neck followed by her soft lips following a line down. I swallowed hard, my hands tightening on her. There were her words that I was trying to follow, but she was just teasing me even half as much as I had teased her. No, wait, teases don't really deliver do they? She had my belt undone and her lips were on mine not allowing any access to a faster or stronger kiss, no matter how much I tried. I moaned into her mouth, pulling her up so she was straddling me.
"I really have absolutely no ideas," I joked with her at her innocent sounding questions. "Though I am starting to think that I'd be more comfortable without my pants on ... and maybe you a bit closer." I tugged her closer to kiss her the way that I wanted to, not the teasing and holding back she'd been giving to me.
"I doubt I'd have let go of you long enough for you to go get it even if you'd suggested it, Logan." I laughed softly. Yeah, I wanted him just exactly where he was.
I couldn't help but grin slightly as his hands tightened his hold on me. Like I was going somewhere? A little surprised squeak made it's way out as he shifted us around so that I was straddling him. I didn't exactly have a problem with the new location, I just wasn't expecting the quick change.
I returned his kisses completely, letting how much I wanted him, loved him, pour out of me as I worked on getting his jeans undone. "I think I like this plan." I mumbled against his lips, gasping for air just slightly. Getting the pants off from my new position was a little on the tricky side though, what with Logan now the one laying beneath me. I shifted my weight onto my knees as I kissed him again hungrily, and hooked my fingers into he waist band of his jeans, catching his boxers with them, and managed to push them down to his knees before I couldn't reach any further from the position I was in. "Okay, I think we've found a downside to my small stature...help?" I asked, an amused smile on my lips.
"Which I sincerely hope you never do," I added quickly, echoing her laugh with a soft chuckle myself.
The surprised sound that escaped from her lips made me grin immediately. I couldn't hold onto her too long when she actually started to follow through with the Remove Logan's Jeans plan. She tugged them down with my boxers to my knees. I couldn't help but groan slightly as she shifted her weight over me.
"You can solve any crime. Track bail jumpers and evil adulterers, but my pants and their removal stumps you?" I asked, breathlessly. I knew it didn't. I know that she just wanted to stay here in this position over me.
My hand flat against the small of her back to balance her, I sat up and pulled her more into my lap in the process of ridding myself of the jeans and boxers. I have to admit that I actually squirmed a little against her for good measure.
"Wasn't planning on it, promise." I smiled. "I'm not letting go of you again."
"No." I rolled my eyes playfully, "Not stumped, just not...I'd have to move..." And neither of us wanted that. It was a simple fact, which is why he wasn't passing up the opportunity to make me say it.
"Oh..." I moaned softly as he shifted me more onto his lap, creating just a little bit of torturous friction in the process. I wondered at times how I managed to fall in love with someone who drives me as crazy as Logan did, and not always in a good, fun way. But I did, and I am. I'm not going to lie to myself about that anymore, so I'm just gonna have to get used to the idea that he's going to constantly say and do things just because he likes to see me squirm.
I leaned across him carefully, and kissed him deeply for a moment, before I sucked on his bottom lip. "You're such a pain, sometimes." I whispered, "Fortunately for both of us, I love you anyway." I smirked.
I wanted to echo a 'good' towards her promises of not ever letting me go again, but it seemed like it would only be redundant at this point. I didn't need to. She knew exactly what I meant. " I know."
Digging my wallet out of my jeans, I was distracted by Veronica moving to kiss me again. It wasn't exactly as if I was ever really able to ignore her kisses and I didn't want to at this point obviously, but somehow getting a condom out of my wallet seems like the smartest thing to do right about now. I knew that we were going to quickly get involved in everything that we were doing and neither of us wanted to forget that.
I held her closer as she sucked at my lower lip. I was already moaning at her heat too close and not close enough. A bit of change and a few bills spilled out as I finally fished a condom out of the wallet.
Nodding to her at her words, I let out a dizzy breath. "I'm not sure you'll actually see me being in any way ungrateful," I told her, my lips catching hers again as I started to open the condom wrapper.
She'd given me every go ahead to remove her jeans, which I was sure that she was going to do anyway. Though I couldn't help but smile at the reassurance and the breathless tone to her voice. I was lightheaded as she held onto my hips and I undid the top button of her jeans. Tugging her pants down, I bent her knees gently to slips the jeans off of her calves and ankles. The jeans joined the pile with her shirt and bra.
"I think I'm running out of ice cream, Veronica." I teased lightly, but with heaved breaths as she unbuttoned the rest of my shirt and slid it away from my shoulders and down my arms.
My fingers dipped in between her legs and along her moist panties. I was going to have to ask her about the unicorn obsession that even adorned her underwear later, right now that was the last thing on my mind.
Looping my fingers around the elastic of her underwear, I pulled them, too, down and they quickly joined the party that our clothing was having on the floor. Finding the bowl, I poured the small remains of lukewarm contents out between her legs and wasted no time sliding down the couch further and licking ever bit off of her until she buckled up towards my mouth for more.
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I watched him carefully as he stripped me of my jeans and added them and his shirt to the growing pile on the floor. "God, Logan, you're so gorgeous..." I smiled appreciatively, drinking in the sight of his well built arms and chest. And he loves me. In spite of everything I did, he loves me. I was more than lucky for that fact alone.
A small gasp escaped my lips as his fingers teased me before he removed my underwear and they too joined the mess on the floor. Another as the not quite room temperature left over ice cream hit my heated centre. Not that I minded much that it was on the cool side, because I knew Logan's hot, torturous mouth would soon solve that problem.
I hands moved to tangle in his hair, keep him there as he teased me, as I squirm and moan beneath him. He was doing a good job at driving me crazy while he got rid of the ice cream. I wasn't going to be able to eat it around him without thinking about tonight, but I couldn't seem to bring myself to care as I bucked towards him, moaning, begging him with every little movement and sound to push me over that edge. "Don't stop, please don't stop...God, that feels amazing." I breathed, knowing my eyes were glazing just slightly from everything he was doing.
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"You know, I really have to agree with ice cream being a really good comfort food." I told her, a deep breath escaping from my lips as she tugged at my hair urging me back down towards the V of her legs. My pants were starting to become a painful problem - and one that I had to painfully ignore at that. I couldn't help but smirk at the brief thought of blaming her. I never thought I'd have Veronica on a couch completely naked and begging me not to stop.
Veronica's moaning and writhing without me even touching her. Mission accomplished, but I wasn't going to leave her teetering on that edge. I looked up to meet her tightly shut eyes and layered soft strokes over her thighs and calves before dipping my head back down. Her fingers threaded tightly into my hair as I exhaled and went back to licking every morsel of ice off of her. Swapping my tongue over her clit, I felt her whole body tighten. ... and Bingo was his name-oh. Repeating the actions, I thrust two fingers inside of her to fill her. My mouth still over her, I wasted no time curving my fingers upwards inside of her to stroke hard against that spot that I knew would completely be the end of her.
I felt dizzy at the collision of her moans and any other assorted sounds against my ears.
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"Oh, God..." I gasped as his fingers slid up inside me. At the rate he'd been going I had no doubt he could have gotten me off quite nicely just using that mouth of his. It wasn't like he hadn't memorized how to make me crazy with it on nearly every other part of my body, but the addition of his fingers stroking me off and I completely came apart, moaning his name as my entire body vibrated as a result of his actions. The only coherent thoughts I was capable of at this point was how good it felt to be with Logan like this.
"Logan...Oh, Logan..." I breathed, riding out my orgasm as he continued his actions. I couldn't even begin to put what he was making me feel into words, and even if I could I didn't think I could breathe properly enough to do that right now. I was dizzy from the pleasure and slight lack of oxygen from far too rapid breathing, but I was loving every tiny second.
Now I just needed a few minutes to recover and I'd have to reward him for being so patient, putting me ahead of his own needs.
"I love you so much." I whispered breathlessly.
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My head spun dizzily as I leaned back over her body to kiss her. A million things said in just one soundless kiss: I love you, I need you, I want you, I have to have you, Mine and no one else's, Beautiful - Just beautiful. Her cheeks in my hands, I swore I could taste the remains of ice cream still on her lips as if I hadn't sucked it completely off of her. I wanted to feel like this always - just disappear inside of her and hold on tight. We only broke the kiss because neither of us had the breath to breathe.
Holding onto her, I slid my hands smoothly up along her bare hips and ribs. I traced her body with my hand - all the places that I had with my tongue - only now having a better view instead of being too close and just seeing a meld of flesh and curves to conquer.
"You okay?" I asked her softly, breathlessly as I put my lips against her jaw, near her ears.
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He was retracing his earlier actions with his hands, like he was trying to memorize the slightest curves that were usually well hidden beneath my clothes. Or claiming me as his. Either way I wasn't about to complain. I was perfectly happy right now.
I smile as he asks if I'm okay, before his lips brush my jaw. "I am so much better than okay, Logan." I replied softly, running my fingers through his hair gently. "Who knew ice cream could be quite that much fun?"
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My hands settled against the soft skin of her back and onto her hips and waist. "You know, I've come to your way of thinking. Good things come in small packages. I might have run out of ice cream a lot sooner if not for your height," I grinned towards her. "And that would be really unfortunate."
I was still completely turned on by all of her, but I didn't know any hot blooded male who wouldn't be at this point, and she was pretty aware herself. One thing Veronica Mars would never be was obvious.
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I trailed a few light kisses along his neck, "Anyway, glad you've let go of me being taller for the moment at least." I mumbled slightly against his skin as my hands drifted slowly down his chest again before I started undoing his belt. "So not fair that you're still half dressed, you know." I added, kissing him slowly. "You can't tell me you're anywhere close to comfortable." Well, maybe with the concept of me being this close to him right now, sure, but constricted in those jeans? That's gotta be painful.
It wasn't like I couldn't tell just how turned on he still was. Anybody with half a brain cell and working eyes could figure it out just by looking at him.
"What do you think we should do about that?" I questioned innocently. I was fairly sure one thing that would make him a lot more comfortable, but I couldn't help want want to make him say it.
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My eyes shut as her breath hit my neck followed by her soft lips following a line down. I swallowed hard, my hands tightening on her. There were her words that I was trying to follow, but she was just teasing me even half as much as I had teased her. No, wait, teases don't really deliver do they? She had my belt undone and her lips were on mine not allowing any access to a faster or stronger kiss, no matter how much I tried. I moaned into her mouth, pulling her up so she was straddling me.
"I really have absolutely no ideas," I joked with her at her innocent sounding questions. "Though I am starting to think that I'd be more comfortable without my pants on ... and maybe you a bit closer." I tugged her closer to kiss her the way that I wanted to, not the teasing and holding back she'd been giving to me.
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I couldn't help but grin slightly as his hands tightened his hold on me. Like I was going somewhere? A little surprised squeak made it's way out as he shifted us around so that I was straddling him. I didn't exactly have a problem with the new location, I just wasn't expecting the quick change.
I returned his kisses completely, letting how much I wanted him, loved him, pour out of me as I worked on getting his jeans undone. "I think I like this plan." I mumbled against his lips, gasping for air just slightly. Getting the pants off from my new position was a little on the tricky side though, what with Logan now the one laying beneath me. I shifted my weight onto my knees as I kissed him again hungrily, and hooked my fingers into he waist band of his jeans, catching his boxers with them, and managed to push them down to his knees before I couldn't reach any further from the position I was in. "Okay, I think we've found a downside to my small stature...help?" I asked, an amused smile on my lips.
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The surprised sound that escaped from her lips made me grin immediately. I couldn't hold onto her too long when she actually started to follow through with the Remove Logan's Jeans plan. She tugged them down with my boxers to my knees. I couldn't help but groan slightly as she shifted her weight over me.
"You can solve any crime. Track bail jumpers and evil adulterers, but my pants and their removal stumps you?" I asked, breathlessly. I knew it didn't. I know that she just wanted to stay here in this position over me.
My hand flat against the small of her back to balance her, I sat up and pulled her more into my lap in the process of ridding myself of the jeans and boxers. I have to admit that I actually squirmed a little against her for good measure.
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"No." I rolled my eyes playfully, "Not stumped, just not...I'd have to move..." And neither of us wanted that. It was a simple fact, which is why he wasn't passing up the opportunity to make me say it.
"Oh..." I moaned softly as he shifted me more onto his lap, creating just a little bit of torturous friction in the process. I wondered at times how I managed to fall in love with someone who drives me as crazy as Logan did, and not always in a good, fun way. But I did, and I am. I'm not going to lie to myself about that anymore, so I'm just gonna have to get used to the idea that he's going to constantly say and do things just because he likes to see me squirm.
I leaned across him carefully, and kissed him deeply for a moment, before I sucked on his bottom lip. "You're such a pain, sometimes." I whispered, "Fortunately for both of us, I love you anyway." I smirked.
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Digging my wallet out of my jeans, I was distracted by Veronica moving to kiss me again. It wasn't exactly as if I was ever really able to ignore her kisses and I didn't want to at this point obviously, but somehow getting a condom out of my wallet seems like the smartest thing to do right about now. I knew that we were going to quickly get involved in everything that we were doing and neither of us wanted to forget that.
I held her closer as she sucked at my lower lip. I was already moaning at her heat too close and not close enough. A bit of change and a few bills spilled out as I finally fished a condom out of the wallet.
Nodding to her at her words, I let out a dizzy breath. "I'm not sure you'll actually see me being in any way ungrateful," I told her, my lips catching hers again as I started to open the condom wrapper.
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