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Fender Benders And Consequences	By : Karen Category: X-Men: (All Movies) > Het - Male/Female > Logan/Marie Views: 10986 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men movies, or any of the characters from them. I make no money from from the writing of this story.

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Special note: For anyone who doesn't know - Penthouse Magazine is a men's magazine like Playboy, their letters to the editor column known as 'The Forum' is infamous for it's sexually explicit, X-rated contents.
Logan sent Agnes out on a secret mission at lunchtime, armed with a shopping list, his credit card and instructions to drop off everything at his suite at the Plaza.

He told Agnes to purchase a treat for herself, up to $100.

Agnes decided whatever her boss was up to apparently she was going to see some benefit out of it and that was fine by her. She realized this one must be special as Logan's normal idea of seduction involved rooms that charged by the hour.

Agnes made the requisite purchases without any problems. Although, she did have an awkward moment in the lingerie department at Bergdorf's.

Stopping at the perfume counter, Agnes bought a bottle of the perfume on the list and treated herself to a gift set of Shalimar by Guelain.

Dropping everything off at the Plaza, she made one final detour to the florist and she was done.

Logan called Marie at the shelter.

There was an awkward moment when Kitty answered the phone, so Logan guessed that her friends knew about them. He wondered how detailed women got when discussing their relationships. A couple of times he'd watched 'Sex and the City' with Jean and those women got pretty raunchy.

{Too bad, Jeannie wasn't taking notes she might have learned something useful.}

Marie finally came on the line.

"Yes, is this the editor from the Penthouse Forum, calling about that letter I faxed over this morning?"

"Funny. Real funny, Marie."

"Oh, it's just YOU!"

"You're just begging for a spanking, aren't you?"

"Why, yes I am. I've been a very naughty girl and it's all your fault, I'll have you know."

"What are you doing later?"

"Hopefully ... you."

Logan went instantly hard.

"How about meeting me in my suite at the Plaza and we can have some dinner, drink some wine....... "

"What should I wear?"

"Whatever you want - won't be on long enough to matter."

Marie instantly got wet.

"I'm out of here at 5, I'll run home to shower and change, then another hour to drive in, so I should see you about 7 o'clock then?"

"Works for me. Oh, and Marie? On that letter to Penthouse, hope you spelled cunnilingus correctly?"

"Pervert."

"Who, me?" Logan asked in mock innocence.

"No, the Pope. Say good-bye, Logan," Marie instructed.

"Good-bye, Logan."

"Nut." And with a click she was gone.

~*~*~*

A few minutes before seven, Marie was lightly rapping on the door of Logan's suite at the Plaza. Logan answered the door wearing a black silk kimono-style robe and a very sexy grin.

"Welcome, my little vixen. A night of pleasure awaits you."

The room was aglow in hundreds of candles and there were white roses in several vases throughout the room. Logan handed her a white box from Bergdorf's.

"For you to wear, my love."

Marie took the box and headed for the bathroom to change, which was also filled with flickering candles and there was a bottle of bubble bath sitting prominently on the edge of the huge oval tub. On the marble bathroom counter was a bottle of J'Adore by Christian Dior perfume with a note that read 'spritz me on'.

Marie opened the white box and withdrew a silk kimono that matched Logan's except this one was white. The box also contained a white lacey bra and matching panties. Marie quickly changed and returned to the living room of the suite in her new outfit. Logan was just standing there staring at her.

"God, Marie. You're so damn beautiful."

"You're not so bad yourself," Marie said in a voice thick with passion.

Enveloping her in his arms, he crushed her to his chest and kissed the top of her head. Marie turned to look up at him and he brought his head down to crush his lips to hers. She reached up to put both arms around his neck and run her fingers through his silky hair. Logan hands started tracing patterns on her body over the silk of the kimono. Marie felt herself go weak at the knees and clung to Logan tighter.

When they finally broke the kiss several minutes later Marie gave Logan a hungry look and said, "You know, I had a fairly big lunch today. I'm not really all that hungry. You know, if you wanted to skip dinner...."

"Straight to dessert?"

Marie took Logan's hand and started walking in the direction of the bedroom.

{Damn, I could never get tired of watching that wiggle.}

Marie undid the sash of Logan's kimono and slowly parted the material. She peeled it slowly off his shoulder's, taking her time, savoring every moment until finally, it was a pile of silk on the floor. The sight of Logan's Greek god torso made Marie tremble. The man was walking sin. Then Logan returned the favor by stripping off Marie's kimono in the same lazy, sensuous way. He let out a strangled gasp when he first saw what she had on underneath. Playboy centerfolds paled in comparison to the angel before him. He captured her mouth with his for a long, searing passionate kiss. God, he loved kissing her. She tasted like the sweetest honey. How can anyone taste so damn good?

Logan picked her up and deposited her on the bed, they lay down so they were laying side by side facing each other. Marie threw her head back in an invitation for him to kiss her neck. He nibbled all around her collarbone and up her neck on both sides. He then moved onto her face and proceeded to cover it with light, feathery kisses. Lingering the longest on her soft lips. Marie then returned the favor, kissing all over Logan's neck and along the jaw line until she reached his left ear. She drew the earlobe into her small mouth and sucked on it gently. Logan actually let out a small whimper of pleasure. They licked, nipped and kissed each other until both of them were quite breathless. The newly purchased lingerie was quickly stripped off and tossed onto the floor.

Logan rolled onto his back and Marie straddled his hips. She lifted up slightly and lowering herself onto Logan's throbbing cock, started a slow rocking back and forth motion.

"Oh, God, Logan, you feel so damn good inside me."

At first, Logan remained still, allowing her to set the rhythm. He then started slowly thrusting his hips up, matching her pace. Marie arched her back and Logan put his arms around her back to support her. She started rocking harder and he knew she was nearing her climax.

"That's it, baby. Come on, Marie. You're almost there."

"Oh, yes, Oh, yes. -- LOGAN!" she screamed as she shattered into a million pieces.

Logan followed mere moments later, screaming her name just as loud, hoping such a fancy hotel had some kind of sound insulated walls. They collapsed in a heap, both satiated. Logan eased off the bed with the promise to return quickly as Marie stretched like a cat and lay quietly waiting. She heard water running and realized Logan must be filling the tub.

He came strolling back into the bedroom and sweeping her into his arms, he carried her into the bathroom. He deposited her in the tub and climbed in behind her. She sunk back against his chest and under the waterline felt him start a slow exploration of her body. She leaned back against him even tighter and let out a low sigh. His left hand slipped between her legs, which she parted more to give him better access. He slipped first one finger and then two deep inside her. Marie let out a low, soft moan.

"Oh, yes. Logan, yes."

As the fingers of his left hand thrust in and out of her, his right hand was caressing her breasts. Marie threw both arms over her head, one hand gently caressing Logan's face and the other running fingers through his hair. Logan was nibbling on the right side of her neck.

"Don't ever stop. Oh, please don't ever stop," Marie whimpered.

Marie thrust into Logan's left hand, screaming louder than the first time as another orgasm ripped through her, then collapsed against Logan, completely drained. Logan stepped out of the tub. Lifting her out, he set her down gently and held onto her as she swayed slightly, still feeling the effects of her orgasm. As he'd done on the weekend at her house, he dried her off with a soft, fluffy towel as Marie just stood there quietly enjoying his ministrations. Logan looked down at her. Her eyes were still glazed and she looked tired. He gathered her up in his arms and carried her back to the bed. Peeling back the covers, he laid her down gently, climbed in beside her and spooned her from behind, pulling her in close and nuzzling her neck. They were both asleep moments later.
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