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One-Way Ticket On A Runaway Train	By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Marie Views: 16062 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Stepping
off the beach and entering the lush tropical forest, they walked for a while
and finally came upon the hidden lagoon.
Rogue gasped at the gorgeous picture postcard sight before her. The most
beautiful waterfall Rogue had ever seen dominated the far end of the lagoon.
Curtains of water cascaded down over the rocks, spilling into a pool with water
so clear she could see right to the bottom.
�Oh,
Logan, it�s breathtaking. Isn't it just the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? She
gasped, as she twisted her hair into a knot at the nape of her neck.
�No.
You are, but it�s a close second,� Logan replied, kissing her shoulder, as he
unknotted her pareo and took it off.
He
pulled his T-shirt off and dropped both articles of clothing on the bank. Rogue
turned around, stepped into his open arms and they melted into a heated kiss.
Logan then picked Rogue up, wrapped her legs around his waist and waded into
the crystal water. With her right arm slung around his neck, Rogue ran the
fingers of her left hand through his thick hair and pressed soft kisses to his
cheek, as he took them into waist deep water. Kissing a path over to his mouth,
they merged into another searing kiss.
When they finally broke apart to catch their breath, Logan gave Rogue
one of his patented mischievous grins.
�Did
I mention this was a clothing-free lagoon?� he said, cocking an eyebrow at her.
�Hmmm,
guess we�re a little overdressed then.�
Logan
reached up and undid the ties of her bikini top. Pulling it off, he tossed it
aside, letting out a small growl at the sight of her exquisite bare breasts.
Unable to resist the temptation, he cupped one and leaned down to lick the
nipple, delighted as it pebbled under his tongue. Despite the cool water, Logan
felt himself harden as he continued plying her breasts with delicate presses of
his mouth. Rogue tipped her head back
and with her hands gripping his shoulders, arched into him, causing her mound
to come into contact with the tip of his erection. Logan shifted her in his
arms and slid her down a little further until she was more in direct contact
with his cock. Rogue then moved enough
to create a rubbing action, as she dragged her body over his hardness, her
breasts caressing his well-defined torso. Logan leaned down to capture her
succulent mouth once again, as she clung to him with her arms wrapped around
his neck and her legs around his waist, while his hands moved to cup her firm
bottom. He rocked her into him as they
kissed each other senseless, drowning figuratively, if not literally. Logan
swam them over to the waterfall, climbed up onto the rocks with her still in
his arms and walked through one of the veils of falling water, soaking them
both.
Then
he deposited her onto the large flat rock just in front of the falls, laying
her down gently in the process. The water hitting the rock at one end, caused
drops to splash onto Rogue�s prone body.
Logan immediately began feathering her with kisses from lips that felt
sizzling hot against her water-cooled skin. He licked at the water that was
running in little rivers across her body, sucking out the drops of water that
had pooled in her navel. Placing his
fingertips into the band of the bikini bottom, he slowly slid it off and threw
it onto a nearby rock. He lifted her foot and kissed her ankle, moving his
mouth up onto her calf, then brushing over her knee and continuing to blaze a
trail up to her thigh. Brushing his face over the curls at the juncture of her
legs, he proceeded to kiss down the other leg, ending with a kiss to the sole of
her foot.
Rogue
propped herself up on her elbows, looked over at Logan sitting in front of her
and fixed him with a mock angry look.
�Hey,
no fair. Ah�m naked and ya still have yer shorts on.�
�Well,
guess I need to even things out, don�t I?� Logan replied, as he lifted his hips
off the rock, pulled his shorts off in one tug and tossed them over his
shoulder. �Better?� he asked, as he reclined back onto the smooth surface.
Rogue
looked at the evidence of Logan�s arousal now on display and smiled wantonly.
�Much,�
she replied, as she sat up and reached out to stroke it.
As
the water behind them sprayed them with a fine mist, Logan leaned back on his
hands as Rogue�s mouth replaced her hand in caressing the thick shaft. She ran
her tongue lightly over the surface, swirling it around the head before closing
her mouth around him and sucking gently.
He was tempted to thrust up into her mouth, but wanting the sensation to
last, he let her set the rhythm. She licked and sucked at him until he thought
he�d explode. When she took him all the way into her mouth, he finally gave up
his hanging-by-a-thread control and spilled himself down the back of her throat
in a gush of hot liquid. Straightening
up, she smacked her lips and grinned at him wickedly, as he looked back at her
with glazed eyes.
�Oh
damn, that felt good,� he finally managed to say.
�Well,
that was the general idea,� she replied with a laugh.
�And
now to return the favor,� he told her as he slipped off the rock, back into the
water and onto a ledge that was just below the surface.
Standing
up, Logan pulled her to the edge of the rock, placed her legs over his
shoulders and sunk his mouth onto her.
He brushed his tongue over her, alternating between long sweeping
strokes and quick tickling swipes. She wiggled against the assault, bucking
against him as her orgasm neared. When he thought he�d tortured her enough, he
pressed his tongue firmly against her clit, finally sending her over the edge.
Then it was her turn to be lying there panting and with glazed eyes.
�Oh,
God, Logan,� she moaned.
�How
about we go for the next one together?� he asked seductively, as he climbed
back onto the rock and moved over her.
Rogue
reached up and dragged his head down for a kiss. �Ya don�t have ta ask me
twice, sugar.�
They
resumed foreplay, touching and kissing each other, before he maneuvered to
enter her. As their bodies joined, Logan shifted them slightly along the slick
rock until they were almost directly under the falling water, creating a
sensation of being in the world�s largest shower. They rocked together in
perfect harmony with one another as the water rained down on them. As they
peaked simultaneously, Logan slid them off the rock and into the water,
stepping off the ledge in front of the rock and into deeper water. They floated
to the bottom of the lagoon still joined and then resurfaced, still locked
together as one.
�Oh,
God, Logan that was amazing,� Rogue said breathlessly, her legs wrapped around
his waist and interlocked at the ankles.
Logan
swam them over to a part of the lagoon where he could touch the bottom with his
feet. Standing up in the waist-deep water and still buried inside of her, he
began thrusting up into her. She writhed in his arms, her perfect breasts
bouncing enticingly, as water droplets fell off of her nipples. Soon another
orgasm ripped through each of them, leaving them both gasping for air. Finally
pulling out of her, Logan walked them out of the water and gently deposited
Rogue on the grassy bank, collapsing beside her. Rogue rolled over onto her
side and snuggled against him, her face nuzzling his neck. Logan wrapped his
arms around her protectively as they entwined their legs and pressed their
bodies together tightly.
�Thank
you, Logan. Fer being so wonderful ta me,� she told him, as she caressed his
cheek.
�Remember
what I told you that night on the train?�
�That
ya�d take care of me.�
�And
I meant it,� he said, brushing wet tendrils of hair off of her face, �I love you, Marie. I have ever since you sassed me in my truck
that first night.�
�I
love you, too, Logan,� she replied, as she leaned in for a kiss.
They
spent the rest of the afternoon alternating between making love on the bank of
the lagoon and under the waterfall.
~*~*~*
Meanwhile, back at
the beach house:
Kitty
took the ingredients for the salad out of the refrigerator and began assembling
their lunch. Scott washed the lettuce, tore it into bite-size pieces and put
the whole pile in a large glass bowl. Kitty was busy peeling the cucumber,
while Scott cut up the tomato.
�Diced
or wedges?� he asked, referring to the tomatoes.
�Wedges
or they turn to mush,� Kitty replied.
Kitty
popped a slice of cucumber into Scott�s mouth.
�Mmmm,
good.�
Once
the tomatoes and cucumber had been added to the bowl, Kitty turned her attention
to peeling some carrots. Scott smiled. There was something so blissful about
performing simple domestic tasks together. Even though they had cooks at the
mansion, they still cooked breakfast together every morning. It was their
special time and they reveled in it � needed it.
With
adoring eyes, Scott watched Kitty chopping up the carrots, dressed only in her
bikini and the short pareo she�d wrapped around her as they came in from the
beach. Edging in closer behind her and wrapping one arm around her waist, he
reached up, brushed her hair aside and nibbled playfully on her neck. The hand
splayed across her stomach started rubbing in slow, concentric circles while
his other hand now ran up her smooth thigh, under the pareo, until it reached
her rounded little bottom and slipped under the fabric. Scott massaged her
sweet little ass for several minutes before sliding his hand around to the
front, as his other hand traveled up from her stomach to cup her breast.
As
his fingers combed through the soft hair under the bikini bottom, the fingers
caressing her breast grazed the nipple through the fabric. Kitty whimpered and leaned back against
Scott�s chest, her legs becoming shaky as he continued his tickling attentions.
Kitty turned her head to look up at him and he latched onto her delicate mouth
with his own. His fingers in her bikini bottom moved lower and she moaned into
his mouth as they sunk into her. With his other hand, Scott managed to undo the
top of the bikini and slip it off, giving him unobstructed access to her pert
breasts. Kitty�s hands gripped the counter as the fingers exploring between her
legs expertly found the little *button* that guaranteed her pleasure. She
pressed into him more, as she ran her hands up and down his thighs and undulated
her hips, which had a caressing effect on his erection.
Soon Kitty cried out his name and bucked against him hard
as the orgasm ripped through her.
Removing his fingers, Scott used both hands to pull the bikini bottom
off, leaving her wearing just the pareo. Picking her up, he turned around to
deposit her on the countertop of the large island behind them. Sitting her on
the edge, he spread her legs and placed himself between them. Kitty slid her
fingers through his hair and pulled his head toward her, latching onto his
mouth in a heated kiss. She then massaged his head with her hands, as his hands
played lightly over her body.
Continuing
to kiss ravenously, Scott gently lowered Kitty down onto the cool surface of
the marble countertop. As his hands moved down to unknot the pareo, he broke
the kiss to look down at her so that he could see what the parted fabric
revealed. The golden tanned skin displayed before him made him let out a sigh.
Just then Scott noticed a jar of honey and it gave him a delicious idea. He
popped open the flip top and squeezed a small amount of the sweet substance
directly onto one of Kitty�s nipples. Bending his head down, he dipped his
tongue into the amber liquid and then sucked her nipple into his mouth. He
repeated the same thing with the other nipple, eliciting soft whimpers from
Kitty. When he brought his mouth up to kiss her again, he still had traces of
honey on his lips, which Kitty hungrily licked off. Next, he dribbled ribbons
of honey onto her stomach. He leaned down, and dragging his tongue through the
sticky little rivers, licked it off with slow teasing strokes. When her tummy
had been licked clean, he continued pressing kisses to it, dipping his tongue
into her cute little navel, making her giggle. His mouth continued a trail of
feathery kisses straight down until he reached the place his fingers had just
been. Scott squeezed a small glob of honey onto his fingers then smeared it
where he was about to put his mouth.
Then Kitty took his hand and sucked the remnants of the honey from his
fingers. At first Scott teased her with just the tip of his tongue, driving her
crazy with desire and begging for more. Finally changing to long sweeping
strokes, he brought her to climax once again.
Not
giving her time to recover, Scott slipped out of his shorts, climbed onto the
counter, spread her legs and sunk into her in one smooth thrust. Kitty wrapped
her legs around his hips and raised her own in order for him to achieve deeper
penetration. Scott raised Kitty�s arms above her head and captured both wrists
in one hand, while his other hand cupped her bottom. Inundating her neck with
supple kisses, Scott thrust into her in a steady rhythm as she writhed beneath
him, moaning and whimpering. Letting go of her wrists he sunk his hands into
her silky hair, as hers ran up and down his back, raking his bronzed skin with
her nails. Kitty�s third orgasm hit her with the intensity of being slammed by
a freight train and she screamed out his name. Scott lost the fragile grip on
his own control, emptied himself into her moments later and collapsed against
her, completely shattered.
Scott
slid off the island and ignoring the bowl of salad over on the other counter,
he slung Kitty over his shoulder and carried her upstairs to their suite, where
they spent the rest of the afternoon making love.
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