Fic: A New Road (Chapter 4)
Logan’s POV
I did go with the contingent to the club, but spent the entire evening arguing with Jubilee about Marie.
“That dick never liked me. From day one he accused me of wanting Jean.”
“Which turned out to be prophetic,” she replied cryptically.
“Red was a mistake, a momentary lapse in judgment and I’ve been paying for that one ever since. Scott hustled Marie away before I had a chance to straighten things out. It was none of his fucking business to keep her away from me,” I grumbled as I slugged back my countless shot of whiskey. The bartender automatically refilled my glass.
“If memory serves me correctly, Marie was the one who didn’t want you to know where she was and Scott was simply abiding by her wishes.”
“Yeah, but he never suggested she try to resolve things with me,” I retaliated, “That wasn’t because he was being such a great friend to her, he was just being a complete bastard to me.”
“Logan, the man is dead,” Jubilee said in a shocked tone.
“Look, Jubes, I’m not gonna sit here and be a fucking hypocrite and pretend I just lost my best friend. Cyke and I never got along and never would’ve. He just went after her to stick it to me.”
“That is so not true or he would’ve pursued her immediately,” Jubilee replied, “From what I’ve been told, the relationship evolved slowly and in the end had nothing to do with either you or Jean. You just want to blame your own failure on Scott.”
“As far as I’m concerned that prick stole six years of my life. Those kids should’ve been mine,” I spat back. My grip on the glass was so tight, I thought I was gonna shatter it into a million fragments and waste a perfectly good shot.
“Well, they’re not …so deal with it,” she snapped back and got up from the table, which effectively ended the conversation.
Good thing I wasn’t interested in picking up with Jubes where we’d left off two years ago. I tipped back the glass, relishing the burn as the whiskey slid down my throat and cursing the fact that my healing factor didn’t allow me to ever get really and truly drunk. I decided I’d had enough of being social for one evening and headed outside to my bike without bothering to say goodbye. Fuck ‘em.
I got back to the mansion and dragged my sorry ass back to my room where I stripped naked and not bothering to even pull on any boxers, climbed into bed and sank back against the pillows. I tossed and turned for a while, but not able to fall asleep, I decided to go to the gym and see if I could work off a little of this pent-up energy. Not wanting to get a lecture from Chuck about strolling around the school naked, I pulled on a pair of sweats.
When I arrived at the gym I decided to skip the workout and have a relaxing sauna instead. I quickly shed the sweats and wrapped a small white towel around my waist. I opened the door of the sauna and found Marie reclined on a towel on one of the slatted redwood benches - naked. Marie was naked! She had her eyes closed and apparently didn’t hear me enter, so I just stood there staring at her. One leg was bent at the knee, her arms were down by her sides and her silky hair was fanned out around her head in a halo effect. Little beads of sweat glistened on her skin making it shimmer. I suddenly realized that I’d never seen her completely naked before. God, she was absolutely gorgeous. Having two kids hadn’t ruined her body like it did for some women. Her stomach was still flat and her creamy skin was unmarred. Her pert breasts were capped with the most perfect-looking nipples I’d ever seen and the patch of hair between her legs had been waxed into a tidy little triangle. She was sheer perfection. I just stood there gazing at her, my cock rock hard. Scott had had the pleasure of that for six years, the lucky bastard. Then I felt a wave of guilt because I was jealous of a dead man.
“Why don’t you take a picture, it’ll last longer,” Marie’s soft voice said, immediately breaking my concentration.
I thought fast and replied mischievously, “Really, you’d let me take a picture?”
Marie propped herself up on her elbows and fixed me with a look that was half pissed off and half amused. She didn’t make any attempt to cover herself as I guess she figured the damage had already been done. Her eyes broke contact with mine, dropped to my chest and then roamed lower to catch my obvious erection. The little smile that creased at the corners of her mouth gave me just the opportunity I wanted. I unknotted the towel and let it drop to the floor. The little smile got bigger. I took one long stride, closed the small gap between us, and reached to gather her toward me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and I leaned down to latch onto those amazing lips that I’d often fantasized being wrapped around my cock. I licked at her soft lips, parting them to gain access to the warm recess beyond and soon our tongues were engaged in a heated duel.
My hands moved up her ribcage to cup her full breasts; flicking my thumbs over the nipples and feeling them peak instantly. I released her mouth to lick at a nipple before drawing it into my mouth and sucking gently. Marie moaned and threaded her fingers through my hair, holding me to her tighter. She whimpered as I released my hold on her nipple, only to sigh contently as I took the other one into my mouth and lavished it with the same attention. I then trailed a path of kisses down onto her stomach, dipping my tongue into her navel before moving lower. I eased her legs apart and ran my hands along her inner thighs in caressing circles as she shuddered in anticipation. The pads of my fingers on my left hand brushed over the damp curls, and then parted the soft folds until I touched her clit. She raised her hips slightly and I applied more pressure to the little pleasure button with my thumb as I slipped two fingers into her. I leaned forward and plied her neck with licking kisses as I pumped my fingers in and out of her, leisurely at first and then with more urgency as she convulsed harder. She moaned my name as she came and I felt my fingers get slick with the proof. I removed my fingers and licked them clean, then leaned down to taste her directly, stroking her with my tongue until she cried out my name and shattered in her second orgasm.
I sat up and looked down at her, watching as the pleasure rippled through her and taking great pride in the fact that I’d caused such a response. Before she had a chance to catch her breath, I moved over her and my cock replaced my mouth at her entrance. Not waiting for an invitation, I guided the head into her and entered her in one smooth thrust. She wrapped her legs around me and arched her back, which pushed me into her even deeper. Our hands caressed each other as we began to rock in a perfect rhythm as if we’d been lovers forever. It was further proof that we’d always belonged together. Our mouths were fused together, our tongues thrusting to mimic the movements of our lower bodies. She was like a fine cognac and I was drunk on sensation. I felt her split apart beneath me as she climaxed again and finally surrendered to my own release, declaring it as I did. I collapsed against her spent and satisfied. Not wanting to crush her, I flipped us over so that she was now on top straddling me.
Marie’s hands were combing through my chest hair that had been dampened from the combination of the humidity of the sauna and the sweat from our heated lovemaking. I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the sensation of her exploring my chest with caressing touches. Suddenly, the hands on my chest seemed a lot smaller. I opened my eyes to find Sara sitting on my stomach peering down at me curiously. I’d been dreaming. I also had one hell of an erection, that unfortunately she’d noticed.
“What’s that?”
I couldn’t think of what to say. What was I gonna tell her …your mother does that to me. So I just lifted her off my stomach and sat up so the sheet wasn’t tenting so obviously.
“Are you going somewhere with my mommy?” she asked curiously.
“Going somewhere?” I replied, puzzled and very uncomfortable by this point.
“You said, ‘I’m coming, Marie.’ Where were you going?” she asked innocently.
Oh Christ. Think fast, Logan.
“We were going to the grocery store because we needed ... milk.”
“And candy?” she asked hopefully, her eyes sparkling.
Good, she seemed to have bought that. I gotta remember to lock my door from now on. Meanwhile, Marie’s day wasn’t off to such a great start either.