Page 135 of Rough and Rugged

She grinds back against me again. “I was thinking you pin me to this tree and slam into me the same way you just did your axe into that log.”

A low growl rumbles in my chest, and my cock twitches against its confines. “I can definitely get behind that idea.”

Even though I’d much prefer her spread out on a bed so I can eat her cunt all night and worship this stunning woman who somehow agreed to be mine, quick and fast has it’s place, too. Like beside the lake at the Lumberjack Festival when we could be interrupted at any minute.

I down the rest of my beer, letting the cold, hoppy liquid slide down my throat the way I wish I could Annie’s cum and crumple the red Solo cup in my hand. Annie tilts her head down to watch the action, and I drop it next to the tree stump—with every intent to clean it up after I finish dirtying up my wife.

Grazing my teeth along Annie’s neck, I groan and press my body harder against hers.

She offers a little moan. “You know, I like you likethis.”

“Likewhat?”

“Sweaty outside, doing manual labor. You shoulddefinitelydo this more.”

I pull her earlobe in my mouth and bite down gently, making her twitch. “And here I thought you liked me in a suit.”

She nods slightly. “Oh, I definitely love you in a suit, too. But I see that every day.ThisI get to see so rarely.”

I pin her even tighter into the tree until her cheek rubs against the bark. “So, what you’re saying is, we should come up to the property here in Wisconsin more often.”

“Hmmm.” She bobs her head. “Mostdefinitely, babe.”

A twinge hits my chest, and I lower my forehead against her temple. “I’m sorry I’ve been working so much lately. I feel like I’ve been neglecting you…”

She shakes her head. “You haven’t been. You’re the boss. You work hard to make your business successful. You wouldn’t be where you are if you hadn’t.”

Her praise lifts my heart but doesn’t alleviate the guilt weighing on me. “I know that, but you’re more important to me than the business.”

Annie releases a little sigh. “I think all your employees who rely on it to support their families would beg to differ.”

“I’m not talking about what they need. I’m talking about whatyouneed—me around more.” The past few days we’ve spent up here at the property we rarely have time to get to anymore racing through my head. Every kiss and each smile. All the touches and heated looks. The ease of it all, when back at home we’re always rushing around, late for something or expected to be somewhere. “It’s been great, being up here with you at the festival. It feels… calmer. Like how it always did when I was growing up. I miss it.”

She turns her head back toward me more, her gaze softening. “Then we’ll have to come here more. You can always work from the vacation house here, if you have to. Right?”

I nod, the thought of being in Hayes Creekmore. Of being with her likethismore, making my cock ache.

Grinding against her ass, I brush my lips over her ear. “Yeah, and in our woods, I can chase you all I want and no one will hear you scream.”

She releases a tiny little gasp of surprise laced with interest and pleasure that makes my heart thunder against my chest.

God, I fucking love this woman.

I’m such a lucky bastard to have her and that she puts up with how much I work. We so rarely get these opportunities and after this trip, I’m going to make a concerted effort to ensure we have it more.

I glide my hand up under the hem of her shirt and down the front of her pants to find her thong soaked. “Jesus, you’re already wet.”

She nods slightly, the tree trunk likely scraping against the soft skin of her cheek. “I told you—watching you attack that log had to be the best foreplay I’ve ever experienced.”

Fucking eh.

That couldn’tbeany sexier—knowing my wife loves to see me doing the thingIlove and have missed so much.

I growl low in her ear, gliding my fingers through her arousal, making her twitch in my arms. “That’s a lot to live up to in the future then.”

Her light laughter carries through the woods surrounding us, bringing with it the memories of the way she screams with my cock buried inside her.

Brushing her hair off her neck, I drag my lips down her peachy flesh. “Can you be quiet enough not to draw anyone’s attention?”

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