The Wager
Title: The Wager
Author: Raven aka Me ^_^
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,080
Summary: Logan proposes a wager to Veronica that she can't refuse because she won't give into him. Only question is, who really comes out on top in the end?
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Veronica Mars, the show or the actors. They all own themselves and the show belongs to its creator. Had I owned VM…Logan would be in my basement. Hehe. And Duncan too!
A/N: This is my first attempt at VM smut and well, to say the least I’m kinda proud of it. So we’ll see how it works. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks ^_^
~*~
“I’m in no way joking Veronica Mars.” Logan smirked as he kissed just below her ear. “We can even make a wager on it.” Veronica raised a brow, scooting closer to the edge of the counter where she sat in the bathroom.
“Oh really? You care to make a wager then Logan?” Veronica grinned as she wrapped her legs around Logan. “What are your terms Mr. Echolls?” Logan pulled away, trying not to get distracted by Veronica’s lips and tongue running down his neck while her hands pushing his body against hers.
“Well, I’d have to think about this…” He trailed off. Veronica’s hands traveled up his shirt, her nails raking along his back. “Veronica…I’m gonna be late again…” She pulled away and Logan couldn’t help but laugh at the cute and confused look on her face.
“Uh, are you forgetting my nifty tardy excuse passes?” Logan smiled, cupping her face.
“I hadn’t forgotten but this is one class that I can’t afford to miss.” He raised a finger, as if cueing the bell. Veronica raised a brow and sighed as she let her hands drop but kept her legs wrapped tightly around him.
“How do you do that?” Logan grinned.
“Ah, the questions that you always ask, but yet will never know the answer to.” He laughed a little, leaning in as he kissed her forehead affectionately. “Just do me a favor and meet me after school and we’ll continue this discussion about our little wager. Deal?” Veronica nodded as she bit her lower lip, watching Logan walk away as he gave her a small wave and opened the bathroom door.
‘Logan Echolls and a bet…it can never be good.’ Veronica thought, grabbing her bag she walked towards the door a few minutes later and walked out, heading towards class.
~*~
She trudged out of Biology with a frown on her face and rubbing her eyes. Veronica wasn’t sure whether or not it was the monotone voice of the teacher or the subject that brought utter boredom to her and made her fall asleep. Was it really her fault that the teacher really didn’t understand that she had cases to work on? Of course not. A small grin came over her face as she looked towards her car, only to see Logan sitting on the hood of the car, much like he had when her car had gotten fixed.
“Ah, did you take my car to get fixed again? You’re like a car fairy.” Logan slid off the car, crossing his arms.
“Sadly enough, not your day little one.” He looked around a moment before he met her eyes. “You ready to get out of here?” Veronica nodded, taking the hand that he held out to her. Logan leaned down and smiled, kissing the top of her hand gently.
“Where is it exactly that you plan on taking me Logan?” Logan smiled.
“Ah, that dear little blonde one is for me to know and for you to find out. All I have to say is, be ready to lose this little bet that I’m going to propose.” Veronica laughed a little as she shrugged and tilted her head to the side as Logan opened the door to his car for her.
“Is that what’s going to happen?” She asked, pulling her seat belt on as she looked over to the drivers’ side and Logan slid in, turning the key in the ignition. “Well, I’m just going to have to say that you’re extremely wrong about that, especially if this wager is between you and me.” Logan chuckled.
“Shouldn’t you say that was between you and I?” Logan asked, “And besides that, you haven’t even heard the terms.”
“Oh well then you better just go ahead and tell me Sky Masterson.” Veronica joked. Logan smirked slowly as he pulled into the back driveway of the Echoll’s estate. It was a home now, now that Aaron was gone and only Logan and Trina lived there, well, Trina occasionally. Veronica had helped Logan make it a home, because she spent most of her time there.
“Term one,” Logan started, breaking up her thoughts, “Is that I can get you to beg for me to touch you and be inside of you.” Veronica felt her cheeks grow hot.
“Oh?” She swallowed, trying to regain composure. “And term two?” She bit her lower lip as she tried to look away but her curiosity made her turn back towards Logan, who slowly grinned.
“Term two, is that you’re going to have at least two orgasms before I even enter you.” Veronica was sure she felt her jaw drop.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, Logan.” He opened his door, climbed out as he looked towards her and grinned, biting his thumb for a second before extending his arms out.
“If you’re afraid then don’t take me up on the bet, but if you feel like you can accept the terms, the rewards will be plentiful for either taker.” Logan smirked and started walking towards the front door as he turned his back towards her and slid his hands into his pockets. Veronica watched him a minute before opening her own door, closing her eyes a moment as she stepped out.
“Logan?” She started, looking up at him as his hand grabbed ahold of the doorknob, “What do I win?”
~*~
Veronica wasn’t sure if she was stupid, crazy or in all honesty, horny. It could’ve been all three, in fact she wasn’t completely unsure that she wasn’t intrigued by the bet itself. Besides, Logan had to at least have a few ideas of what her fantasies might be, or he wouldn’t have even come up with this bet. She bit the inside of her cheek as she walked up to the pool house, glad that Logan had turned it into something that could be considered a get away just for the two of them, of course Logan had wanted to add the cameras, but Veronica still needed convincing.
“Logan?” She called out as she walked into the room, shivering a bit from her outfit and from the winter weather outside. Opening her long black trench coat that Logan had given her last Christmas, she rubbed her arms as she took it off. Underneath was a pair of tight jeans that had a few holes and tight black top that was cut up in places, revealing just enough. “Logan, if this is your idea of a joke I don’t think it’s very funny.”
“Well now Veronica, that’s not having much faith.” He grinned, walking in as he wore black jeans and a white t-shirt. “Did you bring what I asked you to?” He asked, walking up to her as he kissed her cheek softly. Veronica nodded and pulled a pair of handcuffs, placing them on the table.
“Yeah, and they’re staying here after we’re done with them, I don’t think that my Dad would like to know that his darling little girl stole a pair of handcuffs from the sheriff’s office. What did you need them for?” Logan grinned.
“All in good time Veronica Mars, all in good time.” He took her hand and grinned as he walked with her into the newly revamped kitchenette area. There, he had a bottle of wine, chilling for the two of them. Veronica raised a brow.
“Well, you did go above and beyond Logan. Are you planning to become the next Danny Ocean?” She asked, sitting on the stool that was next to the small make-shift bar. Veronica grinned and crossed her legs. “So tell me, I’ve agreed to this bet of yours, what do you plan on doing to make sure it’s a fair one?” Logan smirked slowly, handing her the glass of wine that he poured out for her.
As she took a long sip from it, Logan tilted her head to the side and slowly began to kiss along her neck. With a small giggle, Veronica pulled him closer and wrapped her legs around his waist. Putting her glass down, she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him, her eyes closed. Logan wrapped his arms around her, roughly grabbing her ass as he picked her up and carried her to the new bedroom. Lying her down onto the rose petals that were scattered along the room and the bed, Veronica looked up at him, smiling.
“You were busy…” She murmured, “But I stil-” Before she could finish the sentence, Veronica heard the clicking of the handcuffs being put around her wrists, her arms being pulled above her head. As she tried to wriggle away from him, Logan straddled her and pinned her to the bed. He grinned.
“Phase one of our nice little wager, complete.” Logan smirked as he tested the handcuffs, pulling them against the headboard as he locked the handcuffs over her wrists.
“Logan, you can’t be serious.” Veronica whimpered a bit, straining against he handcuffs. Logan smirked as he tilted his head, standing up. He grinned as he walked out of the room, returning a bit later with the wine and the glasses he had. “Let me go.” She demanded. Logan laughed a bit, putting the glasses down he took a long gulp of the wine as he circled around the room.
“I don’t think you’re in any position to make demands Veronica Mars. You see, the one thing you failed to do was take the key out of your pocket for the handcuffs.” He held the key in his hand, lifting it up so it caught the glint of the light as he moved it. “You see Veronica, I told you that I’d have my way with you tonight, you just didn’t know how.” He kissed the key before tucking it away in a book on the nightstand.
“Oh real funny Logan, you put the key into a bible?” Veronica stated. Logan grinned.
“What can I say Veronica? I’m a little ironic like that.” He slowly climbed onto the bed, letting his fingers trail along the bottom edge of her shirt before he reached out, ripping it in half. His eyes gazed appreciatively over her breasts, which pushed up over her black lace bra. “Push-up, nice one Veronica. Never figured that one coming from you…” He smirked. Slowly he picked up one of the roses that were left on the side table.
“Logan, what are you doing?” Veronica asked, her breathe quickening as Logan laid a gentle kiss on the petals and then began to trail it between Veronica’s breasts, down to her stomach as he used his other hand to slowly unbutton her pants.
“Having a bit of fun Ronnie, why else would we be here tonight?” He grinned and pulled her zipper down, running the tip of the rose just above her underwear. “Now what would you have for me under here?” Logan licked his lips, making Veronica close her eyes a moment.
“Call me that again and I’ll make sure you pay.” Logan smiled.
“Who’s paying right now…” He trailed off. Leaving the rose lying against her white skin, Logan slowly began to pull her pants off, looking up at her as he smirked and pulled them off her legs, making sure not to touch her for longer than a couple seconds. He continued with the rose, letting a thorn dig into her skin just a bit, Veronica cried out.
“What’s that I hear?” He smirked.
“Shut up Logan, that hurt.” Veronica murmured, biting her lower lip, trying to keep from giving into what she know Logan wanted.
“Oh now come on Veronica, it’s just the beginning.” He trailed the rose down along her body, along one leg while he watched her face. Her eyes remained closed and he grinned slowly as he pulled the rose back up and between her thighs. Veronica made a small whimper as Logan grinned and slowly pulled off her black small underwear, tossing them to the side.
“Logan…” She murmured. He looked towards her, lying next to her as he leaned on one arm.
“Yes, Veronica?” He smirked slowly and leaned towards the bedside table, grabbing the wine bottle as he took another drink.
“You’re not going to win.” Logan laughed a little as he took a petal from the rose and kissed it, lying it on her body, he gently blew against her skin to push the petal down towards her small mound of curls. Veronica’s breathe quickened, when she opened her eyes, she noticed Logan wasn’t there. She strained against the cuffs, whimpering when they didn’t release her. Hearing footsteps walk back into the room, Veronica bit her lower lip, refusing to give in.
Until she felt the cold touch of the ice cube against her hot pussy. Logan trailed the ice cube along her thighs and just as it was about to melt, he slid it and his fingers inside of her.
“Logan, god please…don’t stop.” Veronica whimpered. Logan grinned slowly as he moved up her body and kissed her gently. As she kissed him back, his fingers slowly entered her warm center and his thumb gently caressed her clit. Her body arched up to his hand in response. “Logan…”
“Ssh,” He whispered, “Point, Logan Echolls.” He grinned as her eyes shot open and she glared at him, her mouth going into a sexy pout. He smirked and began moving his fingers within her, pushing up with his fingers her scowl soon disappeared and she moaned softly.
The handcuffs dug into her skin and the headboard as Veronica strained against them, wanting to be free of them. She tried pulling her hands out but couldn’t, the pain mixed with the pleasure Logan was giving her was sending her over the edge. As Logan gave a slight pinch to her clit, Veronica cried out, her body shuddered as her orgasm raked over her body, sending her over the edge.
Logan smirked, removing his fingers he tasted a little before overtaking Veronica’s small moans with his mouth, sliding his tongue between her lips. His fingers began to match their mouths as their tongues met and his fingers gently flicked against her clit again, almost sending her over again. He pulled away slowly and smiled as her eyes slowly fluttered open.
“Logan…”
“Yes, Veronica?” He tried to hide his laugh as he moved his fingers within her.
“You’re still not going to win.” Logan raised a brow and slowly grinned as he removed his fingers, standing up slowly.
“If I recall, I’m not the one handcuffed to the bed.” He smirked and slowly he took another ice cube and began to trail it down her body, as he kissed her breasts along the edge of her bra where they strained. Veronica felt her body grow hotter as he kissed along each one. So many times she remember, running her fingers through his hair as he did what he was doing now, sighing she went to run her hands through his hair and along his back.
But she was stopped, by the handcuffs he used.
She whimpered and bit her lower lip.
“Logan, please…” She begged, he looked up at her and met her gaze.
“Please what Veronica?”
“Take these things off of me.” He grinned slowly and shook his head, bringing an ice cube up along her breasts he grazed it along her nipple, watching as it rose to the cold touch, to his gaze, and his attention.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that Veronica. Not until I win…” He smirked and slowly unhooked her bra from the front, revealing her breasts as her nipples rose immediately. He took each one in his hand, gently massaging both as he kissed along her face gently. Her forehead. Her cheeks. The tip of her nose. Then her mouth. Wrapping an arm around her, Logan smiled as he swallowed her moan with his kiss as her sensitive breasts rubbed against his clothes.
“Not. Fair.” She spat.
“What’s not fair Veronica? That you’re at my mercy?” He laughed softly as he licked his lips and grabbed a rose petal, running it along her body. “Tell me you want me inside of you.” Veronica shook her head, biting her lower lip. He knew he was close.
His fingers entered her again.
“No…” She whimpered.
“Tell me Veronica, and it will all go away.” He chuckled softly, biting his lower lip as he kissed just above her entrance. “Tell me that you think of me Veronica, that you think of what I’m doing to you.”
“I-I…” Veronica murmured, her body arching up against his hand, she cried out as two of his fingers pinched her nub just hard enough, “God Logan, I want you inside of me.” She cried out. He smirked.
“Just a little longer baby…” He said softly, kissing down along her mound, he kissed the inside of her thigh. “Lift your hips for me.” He demanded. Veronica gave into his demand as she lifted her hips for him and felt his hands gently grab her ass as he leaned in, kissing her center softly.
Veronica felt his tongue as it slowly slid between her folds and gently run against every wall she had. Moaning strained against the cuffs, damning Logan and the inventor of the handcuffs. One of his hands trailed against her thigh just as he reached above and gave her clit another soft rub.
Trying to hold back, Veronica couldn’t as she felt her body shudder with orgasm again. She bit her lip as she shut her eyes and breathed heavily, feeling Logan crawl over her body. His shirt was now gone as he grinned. Her eyes fluttered open, focusing on him, looking over Logan as his body pinned hers.
“Game. Set. Match. Logan Echolls.” He smiled a little, leaning down as he kissed her. “You owe me, you’ve officially lost the bet baby.” Veronica licked her lips, tasting the wine, Logan and herself as she did.
“You let me out of these handcuffs, I promise to fulfill my end of the bet. I did promise that I’d do anything you wanted.” Veronica murmured. Logan smirked, slowly reaching over to pull out the key from the bible. Biting her lip as Logan uncuffed her, she quickly moved, straddling him so Logan was on his back.
He felt the slap of the cool metal on his wrists.
“Welcome to your payment Logan Echolls,” Veronica grinned, “Prepare to moan and be rewarded...”
Author: Raven aka Me ^_^
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3,080
Summary: Logan proposes a wager to Veronica that she can't refuse because she won't give into him. Only question is, who really comes out on top in the end?
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Veronica Mars, the show or the actors. They all own themselves and the show belongs to its creator. Had I owned VM…Logan would be in my basement. Hehe. And Duncan too!
A/N: This is my first attempt at VM smut and well, to say the least I’m kinda proud of it. So we’ll see how it works. Please review and let me know what you think. Thanks ^_^
~*~
“I’m in no way joking Veronica Mars.” Logan smirked as he kissed just below her ear. “We can even make a wager on it.” Veronica raised a brow, scooting closer to the edge of the counter where she sat in the bathroom.
“Oh really? You care to make a wager then Logan?” Veronica grinned as she wrapped her legs around Logan. “What are your terms Mr. Echolls?” Logan pulled away, trying not to get distracted by Veronica’s lips and tongue running down his neck while her hands pushing his body against hers.
“Well, I’d have to think about this…” He trailed off. Veronica’s hands traveled up his shirt, her nails raking along his back. “Veronica…I’m gonna be late again…” She pulled away and Logan couldn’t help but laugh at the cute and confused look on her face.
“Uh, are you forgetting my nifty tardy excuse passes?” Logan smiled, cupping her face.
“I hadn’t forgotten but this is one class that I can’t afford to miss.” He raised a finger, as if cueing the bell. Veronica raised a brow and sighed as she let her hands drop but kept her legs wrapped tightly around him.
“How do you do that?” Logan grinned.
“Ah, the questions that you always ask, but yet will never know the answer to.” He laughed a little, leaning in as he kissed her forehead affectionately. “Just do me a favor and meet me after school and we’ll continue this discussion about our little wager. Deal?” Veronica nodded as she bit her lower lip, watching Logan walk away as he gave her a small wave and opened the bathroom door.
‘Logan Echolls and a bet…it can never be good.’ Veronica thought, grabbing her bag she walked towards the door a few minutes later and walked out, heading towards class.
~*~
She trudged out of Biology with a frown on her face and rubbing her eyes. Veronica wasn’t sure whether or not it was the monotone voice of the teacher or the subject that brought utter boredom to her and made her fall asleep. Was it really her fault that the teacher really didn’t understand that she had cases to work on? Of course not. A small grin came over her face as she looked towards her car, only to see Logan sitting on the hood of the car, much like he had when her car had gotten fixed.
“Ah, did you take my car to get fixed again? You’re like a car fairy.” Logan slid off the car, crossing his arms.
“Sadly enough, not your day little one.” He looked around a moment before he met her eyes. “You ready to get out of here?” Veronica nodded, taking the hand that he held out to her. Logan leaned down and smiled, kissing the top of her hand gently.
“Where is it exactly that you plan on taking me Logan?” Logan smiled.
“Ah, that dear little blonde one is for me to know and for you to find out. All I have to say is, be ready to lose this little bet that I’m going to propose.” Veronica laughed a little as she shrugged and tilted her head to the side as Logan opened the door to his car for her.
“Is that what’s going to happen?” She asked, pulling her seat belt on as she looked over to the drivers’ side and Logan slid in, turning the key in the ignition. “Well, I’m just going to have to say that you’re extremely wrong about that, especially if this wager is between you and me.” Logan chuckled.
“Shouldn’t you say that was between you and I?” Logan asked, “And besides that, you haven’t even heard the terms.”
“Oh well then you better just go ahead and tell me Sky Masterson.” Veronica joked. Logan smirked slowly as he pulled into the back driveway of the Echoll’s estate. It was a home now, now that Aaron was gone and only Logan and Trina lived there, well, Trina occasionally. Veronica had helped Logan make it a home, because she spent most of her time there.
“Term one,” Logan started, breaking up her thoughts, “Is that I can get you to beg for me to touch you and be inside of you.” Veronica felt her cheeks grow hot.
“Oh?” She swallowed, trying to regain composure. “And term two?” She bit her lower lip as she tried to look away but her curiosity made her turn back towards Logan, who slowly grinned.
“Term two, is that you’re going to have at least two orgasms before I even enter you.” Veronica was sure she felt her jaw drop.
“You’ve got to be kidding me, Logan.” He opened his door, climbed out as he looked towards her and grinned, biting his thumb for a second before extending his arms out.
“If you’re afraid then don’t take me up on the bet, but if you feel like you can accept the terms, the rewards will be plentiful for either taker.” Logan smirked and started walking towards the front door as he turned his back towards her and slid his hands into his pockets. Veronica watched him a minute before opening her own door, closing her eyes a moment as she stepped out.
“Logan?” She started, looking up at him as his hand grabbed ahold of the doorknob, “What do I win?”
~*~
Veronica wasn’t sure if she was stupid, crazy or in all honesty, horny. It could’ve been all three, in fact she wasn’t completely unsure that she wasn’t intrigued by the bet itself. Besides, Logan had to at least have a few ideas of what her fantasies might be, or he wouldn’t have even come up with this bet. She bit the inside of her cheek as she walked up to the pool house, glad that Logan had turned it into something that could be considered a get away just for the two of them, of course Logan had wanted to add the cameras, but Veronica still needed convincing.
“Logan?” She called out as she walked into the room, shivering a bit from her outfit and from the winter weather outside. Opening her long black trench coat that Logan had given her last Christmas, she rubbed her arms as she took it off. Underneath was a pair of tight jeans that had a few holes and tight black top that was cut up in places, revealing just enough. “Logan, if this is your idea of a joke I don’t think it’s very funny.”
“Well now Veronica, that’s not having much faith.” He grinned, walking in as he wore black jeans and a white t-shirt. “Did you bring what I asked you to?” He asked, walking up to her as he kissed her cheek softly. Veronica nodded and pulled a pair of handcuffs, placing them on the table.
“Yeah, and they’re staying here after we’re done with them, I don’t think that my Dad would like to know that his darling little girl stole a pair of handcuffs from the sheriff’s office. What did you need them for?” Logan grinned.
“All in good time Veronica Mars, all in good time.” He took her hand and grinned as he walked with her into the newly revamped kitchenette area. There, he had a bottle of wine, chilling for the two of them. Veronica raised a brow.
“Well, you did go above and beyond Logan. Are you planning to become the next Danny Ocean?” She asked, sitting on the stool that was next to the small make-shift bar. Veronica grinned and crossed her legs. “So tell me, I’ve agreed to this bet of yours, what do you plan on doing to make sure it’s a fair one?” Logan smirked slowly, handing her the glass of wine that he poured out for her.
As she took a long sip from it, Logan tilted her head to the side and slowly began to kiss along her neck. With a small giggle, Veronica pulled him closer and wrapped her legs around his waist. Putting her glass down, she wrapped her arms around his neck as she kissed him, her eyes closed. Logan wrapped his arms around her, roughly grabbing her ass as he picked her up and carried her to the new bedroom. Lying her down onto the rose petals that were scattered along the room and the bed, Veronica looked up at him, smiling.
“You were busy…” She murmured, “But I stil-” Before she could finish the sentence, Veronica heard the clicking of the handcuffs being put around her wrists, her arms being pulled above her head. As she tried to wriggle away from him, Logan straddled her and pinned her to the bed. He grinned.
“Phase one of our nice little wager, complete.” Logan smirked as he tested the handcuffs, pulling them against the headboard as he locked the handcuffs over her wrists.
“Logan, you can’t be serious.” Veronica whimpered a bit, straining against he handcuffs. Logan smirked as he tilted his head, standing up. He grinned as he walked out of the room, returning a bit later with the wine and the glasses he had. “Let me go.” She demanded. Logan laughed a bit, putting the glasses down he took a long gulp of the wine as he circled around the room.
“I don’t think you’re in any position to make demands Veronica Mars. You see, the one thing you failed to do was take the key out of your pocket for the handcuffs.” He held the key in his hand, lifting it up so it caught the glint of the light as he moved it. “You see Veronica, I told you that I’d have my way with you tonight, you just didn’t know how.” He kissed the key before tucking it away in a book on the nightstand.
“Oh real funny Logan, you put the key into a bible?” Veronica stated. Logan grinned.
“What can I say Veronica? I’m a little ironic like that.” He slowly climbed onto the bed, letting his fingers trail along the bottom edge of her shirt before he reached out, ripping it in half. His eyes gazed appreciatively over her breasts, which pushed up over her black lace bra. “Push-up, nice one Veronica. Never figured that one coming from you…” He smirked. Slowly he picked up one of the roses that were left on the side table.
“Logan, what are you doing?” Veronica asked, her breathe quickening as Logan laid a gentle kiss on the petals and then began to trail it between Veronica’s breasts, down to her stomach as he used his other hand to slowly unbutton her pants.
“Having a bit of fun Ronnie, why else would we be here tonight?” He grinned and pulled her zipper down, running the tip of the rose just above her underwear. “Now what would you have for me under here?” Logan licked his lips, making Veronica close her eyes a moment.
“Call me that again and I’ll make sure you pay.” Logan smiled.
“Who’s paying right now…” He trailed off. Leaving the rose lying against her white skin, Logan slowly began to pull her pants off, looking up at her as he smirked and pulled them off her legs, making sure not to touch her for longer than a couple seconds. He continued with the rose, letting a thorn dig into her skin just a bit, Veronica cried out.
“What’s that I hear?” He smirked.
“Shut up Logan, that hurt.” Veronica murmured, biting her lower lip, trying to keep from giving into what she know Logan wanted.
“Oh now come on Veronica, it’s just the beginning.” He trailed the rose down along her body, along one leg while he watched her face. Her eyes remained closed and he grinned slowly as he pulled the rose back up and between her thighs. Veronica made a small whimper as Logan grinned and slowly pulled off her black small underwear, tossing them to the side.
“Logan…” She murmured. He looked towards her, lying next to her as he leaned on one arm.
“Yes, Veronica?” He smirked slowly and leaned towards the bedside table, grabbing the wine bottle as he took another drink.
“You’re not going to win.” Logan laughed a little as he took a petal from the rose and kissed it, lying it on her body, he gently blew against her skin to push the petal down towards her small mound of curls. Veronica’s breathe quickened, when she opened her eyes, she noticed Logan wasn’t there. She strained against the cuffs, whimpering when they didn’t release her. Hearing footsteps walk back into the room, Veronica bit her lower lip, refusing to give in.
Until she felt the cold touch of the ice cube against her hot pussy. Logan trailed the ice cube along her thighs and just as it was about to melt, he slid it and his fingers inside of her.
“Logan, god please…don’t stop.” Veronica whimpered. Logan grinned slowly as he moved up her body and kissed her gently. As she kissed him back, his fingers slowly entered her warm center and his thumb gently caressed her clit. Her body arched up to his hand in response. “Logan…”
“Ssh,” He whispered, “Point, Logan Echolls.” He grinned as her eyes shot open and she glared at him, her mouth going into a sexy pout. He smirked and began moving his fingers within her, pushing up with his fingers her scowl soon disappeared and she moaned softly.
The handcuffs dug into her skin and the headboard as Veronica strained against them, wanting to be free of them. She tried pulling her hands out but couldn’t, the pain mixed with the pleasure Logan was giving her was sending her over the edge. As Logan gave a slight pinch to her clit, Veronica cried out, her body shuddered as her orgasm raked over her body, sending her over the edge.
Logan smirked, removing his fingers he tasted a little before overtaking Veronica’s small moans with his mouth, sliding his tongue between her lips. His fingers began to match their mouths as their tongues met and his fingers gently flicked against her clit again, almost sending her over again. He pulled away slowly and smiled as her eyes slowly fluttered open.
“Logan…”
“Yes, Veronica?” He tried to hide his laugh as he moved his fingers within her.
“You’re still not going to win.” Logan raised a brow and slowly grinned as he removed his fingers, standing up slowly.
“If I recall, I’m not the one handcuffed to the bed.” He smirked and slowly he took another ice cube and began to trail it down her body, as he kissed her breasts along the edge of her bra where they strained. Veronica felt her body grow hotter as he kissed along each one. So many times she remember, running her fingers through his hair as he did what he was doing now, sighing she went to run her hands through his hair and along his back.
But she was stopped, by the handcuffs he used.
She whimpered and bit her lower lip.
“Logan, please…” She begged, he looked up at her and met her gaze.
“Please what Veronica?”
“Take these things off of me.” He grinned slowly and shook his head, bringing an ice cube up along her breasts he grazed it along her nipple, watching as it rose to the cold touch, to his gaze, and his attention.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that Veronica. Not until I win…” He smirked and slowly unhooked her bra from the front, revealing her breasts as her nipples rose immediately. He took each one in his hand, gently massaging both as he kissed along her face gently. Her forehead. Her cheeks. The tip of her nose. Then her mouth. Wrapping an arm around her, Logan smiled as he swallowed her moan with his kiss as her sensitive breasts rubbed against his clothes.
“Not. Fair.” She spat.
“What’s not fair Veronica? That you’re at my mercy?” He laughed softly as he licked his lips and grabbed a rose petal, running it along her body. “Tell me you want me inside of you.” Veronica shook her head, biting her lower lip. He knew he was close.
His fingers entered her again.
“No…” She whimpered.
“Tell me Veronica, and it will all go away.” He chuckled softly, biting his lower lip as he kissed just above her entrance. “Tell me that you think of me Veronica, that you think of what I’m doing to you.”
“I-I…” Veronica murmured, her body arching up against his hand, she cried out as two of his fingers pinched her nub just hard enough, “God Logan, I want you inside of me.” She cried out. He smirked.
“Just a little longer baby…” He said softly, kissing down along her mound, he kissed the inside of her thigh. “Lift your hips for me.” He demanded. Veronica gave into his demand as she lifted her hips for him and felt his hands gently grab her ass as he leaned in, kissing her center softly.
Veronica felt his tongue as it slowly slid between her folds and gently run against every wall she had. Moaning strained against the cuffs, damning Logan and the inventor of the handcuffs. One of his hands trailed against her thigh just as he reached above and gave her clit another soft rub.
Trying to hold back, Veronica couldn’t as she felt her body shudder with orgasm again. She bit her lip as she shut her eyes and breathed heavily, feeling Logan crawl over her body. His shirt was now gone as he grinned. Her eyes fluttered open, focusing on him, looking over Logan as his body pinned hers.
“Game. Set. Match. Logan Echolls.” He smiled a little, leaning down as he kissed her. “You owe me, you’ve officially lost the bet baby.” Veronica licked her lips, tasting the wine, Logan and herself as she did.
“You let me out of these handcuffs, I promise to fulfill my end of the bet. I did promise that I’d do anything you wanted.” Veronica murmured. Logan smirked, slowly reaching over to pull out the key from the bible. Biting her lip as Logan uncuffed her, she quickly moved, straddling him so Logan was on his back.
He felt the slap of the cool metal on his wrists.
“Welcome to your payment Logan Echolls,” Veronica grinned, “Prepare to moan and be rewarded...”