Fic: Fender Benders and Consequences (13/22) Part Two of Two
Much to the dismay of Jubilee and Kitty, Logan insisted on no visitors for 24 hours, which meant, of course, that they’d probably be on the phone to each other constantly instead. Marie had decided that she wasn't going to share the news about the baby yet, because that wasn't a ‘something you just blurt out over the phone’ type of thing.
"Jubilee wants to know if the 24-hours starts from the time I was dismissed from the hospital or the time we got home?"
"Tell Jubilee they can come over tomorrow, but not before noon," Logan said resignedly. He knew both girls were anxious to see Marie and would most likely keep calling until he relented.
Marie finally hung up the phone and asked Logan, "What are you cooking?"
"Jewish penicillin - chicken soup."
"Thought eggs were the extent of your repertoire?"
"I guess I forgot to mention I can also work a can opener."
She leaned over a kissed him on the cheek. "A man of many talents, I'm so impressed."
"Yeah, later I'll show you what I'm really talented at."
"Logan! I'm supposed to be resting ... shame on you."
He quirked an eyebrow at her and she gave him a playful swat on the behind.
Later that evening he offered to give her a back massage. She showered and came back into the bedroom to find him already sitting on the bed - naked. He patted the space next to him and she sauntered over and lay down on her stomach beside him. He got on his knees, straddled her with one leg on either side of her body and, starting at the base of her neck between her shoulder blades, massaged gently but firmly. She let out a sigh.
"Feel good?" He leaned down and whispered in her ear.
"Wonderful."
He continued the gentle kneading, massaging both arms, then down her sides, the small of her back, over her delicate behind and onto her thighs, working his way all down her legs to her feet. Marie was so relaxed she was totally limp. Logan’s fingertips danced up her body until he was back to her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed the back of her neck just at the top of her spine, then continued dropping soft, feathery kisses across her shoulders. Marie let out a small whimper and when she turned over he saw that her eyes were glazed, not with sleep, but with passion. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips, soft at first and then more insistent, which she returned with equal fervor.
"Make love to me, Logan."
That was all the invitation he needed. They made love slowly with mutual caressing and lots of kissing. It was sweet, it was gentle - it was perfect. They fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms.
~*~*~*
Marie woke up the next morning just as the light was filtering in through the windows. She was lying on her back and Logan was stretched out on his stomach still asleep - the bed linens in a tangled heap at their feet. Her eyes traveled all the way down his muscular back to his rear end. Damn the man had a fine ass. Just then he shifted in his sleep, breaking her concentration. He flickered open his eyes and looked up at her with a sexy grin.
"And just what were you looking at my little vixen?" he asked hungrily.
"An ass that puts every other man’s to shame."
Quashing the temptation to tease her and ask just how many naked rear ends she’d ever seen, he simply said, "You've got quite a nice little derriere yourself. I can never get enough of that little wiggle when you walk."
She reached over and started running her fingers through his hair. Logan grabbed her wrist and placed a kiss on the underside of it, then preceded to kiss his way up her arm until he reached her neck. Marie tilted her head back. She loved Logan kissing her neck - it was so erotic. He kissed his way onto her face, capturing her mouth in his. They gave each other slow, deep, wet kisses until they were both quite breathless. He rolled her over onto her stomach, with his right hand holding both of her hands by the wrists above her head; he used his left hand to raise her bottom in the air and entered her from behind. Releasing her wrists, he placed both of his hands on her hips as he began thrusting gently. Marie let out a low moan, raising herself up onto her knees and using her hands to support herself, she lifted her bottom up even higher. Logan's hands moved to cup her breasts as she started rocking, pressing herself tightly against the top of his thighs. She threw her head back and he leaned down and started kissing the side of her neck while still massaging her breasts.
"Oh God, Logan, oh God ... harder, please, harder," she moaned as she felt her climax building.
Logan thrust harder and faster knowing she was close to the edge.
"That's it, baby. You're almost there. Let it happen."
"LOGAN!" She screamed as she went over the edge in a searing flash of ecstasy.
A moment later Logan screamed her name as he reached his own shattering climax. They collapsed in a damp heap, both too exhausted to move, they just laid together - a tangled jumble of limbs and bodies. Logan recovered first, and with a final kiss on her shoulder, he shifted off the bed and not bothering to put on a robe, started to walk out of the room.
"I'm gonna go make you the best damn omelet you ever tasted."
Marie just lay there and groaned, still trembling from the earth-shattering orgasm. Soon the delicious smell of fresh coffee and eggs assaulted her nose. Forcing herself off the bed, she walked down the hall into the kitchen. Logan looked up to see her practically stagger into the kitchen. Her hair was all tussled; she was rubbing one eye and like him, was still naked. Damn she looked sexy as hell. He walked over and kissing her lightly on the cheek, sat her down on one of the stools at the counter. She looked up at him, rewarding him with a dreamy smile. He placed two plates of omelets and two steaming mugs of coffee on the counter in front of her and sat down.
"Sleep well?"
"Woke up even better," she said with a saucy grin.
Just then the phone rang. Logan didn't need to look at the caller-id to know it was either Jubilee or Kitty. He grabbed the phone and gave Marie a mischievous wink.
"Hello, Logan's House of Erotica, how may we service you?" Marie's eyes went wide.
"Gee, didn't think Marie was willing to share, but if you're offering." It was Jubilee.
"I thought I told you not before noon, Jubilee."
"You said I couldn't come over to visit her before noon, you didn't say anything about calling."
Trust Jubilee to deal in semantics. He handed the phone to Marie.
"Hey, Jubes."
"Hey, chica, how ya doing this morning?"
I was *done* very well this morning, thank you for asking.
"I'm okay, a little tired still." If only Jubilee knew the real reason why she was so exhausted.
"Is it still okay if we come over later? Logan didn't sound too thrilled."
"He's fine. He just doesn't want me over-exerting myself that's all"
"Okeydokey, babe. We'll see ya later."
"Bye, Jubes."
"Sorry, didn't mean to spook your friends."
"Jubes is hard to offend, don't worry about it."
"Are you going to tell them about the baby today?"
"Well, I was planning to, they are my best friends after all. Unless you want us to keep it a secret for now."
"Honey, you can place an announcement on the jumbo-tron in Times Square if you like."
Marie smiled. God, she adored this man.
"I need to take a shower. Care to join me?"
"Don't have to ask me twice."
With that he scooped her up in his arms and headed toward the bathroom.