Loveland Vol.3

Chapter 3

Logan

After eating way too much lasagna, I offered to clean up. To be honest I liked doing it. The woman cooks all my favorites and does it so well, I kinda feel obligated. She gave me a sweet kiss on the cheek and squeezed my ass a little as I stood at the sink. The kids headed for the back yard. Basketball ball practice every night here lately. The season would start in September so they had to get ready. 

I heard Autumn head upstairs. Then I heard the scattered shuffle of her feet pacing above me. I listened as I put away the dishes. It sounded a little chaotic up there. Then I heard the squeal. Not the happy one. The bad, oh no she's pissed one. I hated that one. 

"What the f**k is going on now!?" I said as I cleaned myself off and headed up there. Once in the doorway I saw that she had torn things apart. Looking for something. 

"Uh babe?... Everything okay?" I said giving the room a once over. 

"I can't find my passport! It just occured to me that I don't remember unpacking it or putting it away. I looked in all over my clothes pockets. Even yours. I can't find it anywhere! I'm sorry I'm just freaking out!" She said with her hands in her hair. 

Well that's obvious, I said to myself. No way I'd say that s**t out loud. 

"Well baby... Maybe you dropped it? Is that possible?" I asked. Treading very lightly here. The. She looked up at me. Like she just figured it out. 

"That guy... The asshole that ran into me. Knocked me down.... Could he? But why would he? s**t I think he may have stolen it. He stole my passport." 

"It's possible you just dropped it. You did fall pretty hard... Ya know? When the asshole hit you and ran off." I said sitting next to her on the floor  

"Maybe... Ugh. I just hate it when s**t like this happens." She said rubbing her temples in defeat. I could tell she was stressing. I knew just what to do. 

"Alright. That's enough of that. Come on. Stand up. Come with me." I said holding my hand out for her. She gave me a skeptical look. But took my hand anyway. 

"What are we doing?" She said as I turned her towards the bathroom. 

"I'm gonna fix the problem. We didn't spend a s**t ton of money on this en suite bathroom for you to never use it. I'm gonna run you a hot bath. Put on your favorite music, and let you relax." She turned around to try and stop me. But I cut her off. Taking her by the back of her head. And crushing my lips onto hers. She still tasted like the wine we had at dinner. She melted in my arms just the way I liked. As much as I wanted to continue, I knew I need to take my time. For her. 

I backed her up to the bath tub, and pulled away from her lips. Only for a moment. I leaned down and plugged the tub drain and turned the water on. I made sure it would melt flesh off of bone, because that's how my wife liked it. I poured her favorite bath oils in. It was a a ginger root and citrus mix.

Then I turned my attention back to her. 

She gave me an expectant look and held her arms up for me to remove her blouse. It cascaded down and onto the floor in cream colored lacy waves. She had no bra on underneath so her perfect round t**s bounced free, as she shook her long hair loose from it's bun. I couldn't help myself once I could feel her skin. I kissed my way down her neck and shoulders. Then onto the tops of her breasts. She sucked in a sharp breath as I took her right n****e in between my teeth. Feeling how excited she was made my d**k nearly jump out of my jeans. 

 Then I worked my way down her soft belly. Leaving a trail of kisses on and below her belly button. I ran my nose along the top of her shorts. Slowly pulling them down her legs. Until I could see her rosey pink lacy panties, they were practically see through, so the delicious little patch of dark hair at her apex was staring me in the face. I couldn't resist. I buried my fave in between her legs, devouring her p***y through her panties. God she tasted amazing. Her nails dug into the skin at the back of my neck, as she moaned my name over and over again. I felt like this was going way too fast. So reluctantly I pulled away. I saw her start to pout, but I stopped her by ripping the pink lace off of her and scooping her up in my arms and placing her in the hot bath. 

Without a word she sank down nose deep. She was almost lost in the bubble's. 

As she soaked in the tub I sat in the chair just a foot or so away. I had brought my acoustic out and decided to play a little something just for her. 

Eric Clapton's, 'you look wonderful tonight'... 

I got through the entire song. It was one of her favorites, so I figured she enjoyed it. I finally looked up and saw that she had drained the water, and was standing up in the tub. Bubbles flowing slowly down her hips and legs. 

"Logan... " Is all she said as she held her arms out for me. What else could I do but oblige? Putting down the guitar, I then took off my t-shirt, and walked up to the tub. Autumn didn't waste any time. Yanking my belt off, and pulling my c**k right out of my pants. And into her mouth. As soon as I felt the warm tight wetness of her lips and tongue, my eyes rolled back in my head. When she took me all the way to the back of her throat, I nearly lost it. God damnit. This woman was going to kill me. 

Taking her by her hair I pulled her off and up into my arms. I carried her soapy and wet to our bedroom. Laying her in the middle of our massive mahogany 4 poster bed. She insisted on it even though it was pricy. She said it would be worth it. Dammit it she was right. 

With my weight on top of her we sank down into the soft mattress. The air around our skin smelled like ginger and spices. I could get lost in it. 

Autumn 

God this man was incredible. I shouldn't be doing this. The kids were outside. But I couldn't help but surrender to him. My Logan. 

I lived feeling his heaviness on top of me. His teeth nibbling at my neck. I wanted more. What was he doing to me? He sat up in between my legs, bringing one up and over his shoulder. I knew what he wanted, and I definitely wanted him to take it. Almost like he could hear my thoughts he said, in that low voice that always made me shiver. 

"You are mine." He whispered it right over my p***y. Causing my legs to shake in response. When he took hold of my clit and started to suck, I unraveled. Throwing my head back and my arms out in total surrender, my orgasm hit me like a sledgehammer. Causing my lower half to convulse. 

He rested his head on my belly for a moment. A very quick moment. He moved up my body like a snake, kissing his way up to my lips. I took hold of his bottom lip with my teeth, this action always brought out the devil in Logan. I loved it. 

He took hold of my wrists and held them down tightly above my head. Without warning slamming his d**k into me hard enough to make me cry out. He sits up and holds my thighs flat onto the bed as he pounded into me. I thought he would come apart any minute, but my man held on strong. His hand wrapped around my throat just right enough to make me crazy. When my muscles tightened around his c**k I saw the look in his eyes that told me he was close. 

"Come inside of me Logan. Please." I said holding onto headboard behind me for dear life. I knew my orgasm would be intense, it always was with Logan. But when it hit us both, I felt Logan spill himself inside me. I felt like I saw golden lights behind my eyes. Something washed over me in that moment that I couldn't explain. 

We laid there for what seemed like forever. His head resting on my tummy. Something about what had just happened felt new. Different, somehow. I didn't say anything to Logan. I didn't want to embarrass myself. He threw his legs off the side of the bed and have himself a good long stretch. I could stop myself from crawling over behind him and giving his cute little ass a playful swat. He laughed as I wrapped my arms around his waist. 

"Hey, Hey now. No more funny business. We gotta go make sure the kids are still alive. Get dressed Mrs. Marshall."