Page 7 of Bad Boy Lumberjack

I've always been ashamed of my breasts. Too big. Wobbly bits of flesh. But the way Sawyer is looking at me, I feel beautiful. Worshiped.

And then, all of a sudden, with urgent hands, Sawyer turns me around. My hands on the table, his chest pressed against my back, his hands grab at my breasts, squeezing them hard. I can feel his erection against my ass, his lips on my skin, running hot kisses over my shoulder, the back of my neck. His need turns me on but the urgency has me scared. Is this going to be my first time? Him behind me, not even able to see his face. The ache between my legs wants this to happen. My heart races. But fear and panic take over as his hands slip beneath the waistband of my pants.

"No. Stop."

He steps back as though burnt. When I turn to see the hunger raging in his eyes I gasp.

"Fuck. I'm sorry. I ruin everything."

"Ally, what's wrong. We won't do anything you don't want to do."

Half of me want to run out of there and never see him again. But I have lived with this for long enough. If I'm ever going to lose my virginity then let it be to Sawyer. Here in this beautiful mansion in the forest. And if he wants to take me from behind... if it's too rough.... if he hurts me?

I take a deep breath in. All I can do now is admit my shameful secret to him. And if he laughs at me? Well so be it. Then I will run out of here and never see him again. Despite the desirecursing through my veins. Despite the fact I am so turned on, more than I have ever been before. Maybe I could convince him to be my first. We can do it anyway he wants. But he has to know what made me scream stop.

Chapter 7

Sawyer

I'm hard as a rock. It's been far too long since I had sex and now here is Allison, the girl I used to dream about. Everything that is sweet and innocent and wonderful. I want her bad. I want her so much that it feels raw and animalistic. But if she says stop, then we stop. I could never force a woman. Mind you, I'm not sure I ever had a woman say no. One of the perks of being blessed with good looks. But now as I stand here, my cock hard and erect, watching Allison as she nervously tucks her hair behind her ear, I prepare for the worst.

"I'm...... the thing is... and it's kind of funny."

I don't find anything funny right now. But I do worry about what Allison is trying to say. What makes a woman hot one minute and scream out to stop the next? By hell, if someone has hurt her.... my hands balled into fists at my side and my whole body goes tense. If some guy has hurt sweet Allison, I might have to hunt them down and kill them.

"I'm a virgin."

My heart stops. Ally represents everything that is good and pure and sweet, but I didn't think she was that innocent. A virgin? It fires my blood to think that nobody else has touched her. But maybe she is not ready. Maybe she is waiting for marriage.

"Do you want to stop?"

She shakes her head and I feel like fireworks have exploded in my chest. Pulling her to me I kiss her deeply. Everything in me wants to let go and lose myself in her but I have to go slow. If this is her first time I want to make it amazing for her. I want her to remember this as something special. Picking her up in my arms I carry her to the lounge.

Sitting down I pull her legs over my lap and tackle her boot laces, taking the time to gently run my fingers up her legs. Loving how her eyes flare when I hit a sensitive spot. Behind her knee. The side of her ankle. To think I would have taken her against the table, with only our pants shoved down, I would have missed this delightful exploration. Her little shy smiles. The feeling that she is here and mine to touch and explore how I like. Knowing that she will let me do what no other man has had the chance to do.

My Allison. The good girl next door. Shy and sweet.

Standing up to peel off her pants, all the while looking into those beautiful eyes, filled with excitement, passion and just a hint of fear. I don't like the fear and swear I'm going to have her screaming out in pleasure before I take her. I'll show her there is nothing to fear. I'm going to make it so good that she lets me do this again and again and again with her.

Once she is completely naked I whip off my t-shirt and kick off my boots.

"Oh my." Her eyes go wide and hungry at the sight of my chest. I don't go to the gym, but working outdoors has toned my body, giving me a flat stomach.

"Now I understand." She says with a blush.

I raise a questioning eyebrow and her blush deepens. "When the girls said that they wanted to climb all over you, I kind of understand that urge now."

With a chuckle I put her hand to my hard abs and love the gentle touch of her fingers as she explores along the hard ridges and up to my chest.

When I drop my shorts and I watch her lick her lips at the sight of my erect cock, it takes everything I have not to explode then and there. Just from a look. Heaven help me if she touched it, or to watch as it slips between her lips.

Oh my fuck, I have to hold on.

I lay my body over hers, holding myself above her as I kiss her deeply. Her fingers roam across my skin as I kiss down her throat, over those magnificent breasts. I love her soft flesh, every curve, every dimple. Moving my hand between her legs I stroke her until she is hot and wet. Inserting one finger I push in gently. Letting her examine how that feels.

Her eyes go wide as I move within her. She is so tight. Untouched. Innocent. My cock throbs to take her but I want her ready and begging. Moving downward I place my hand on her stomach to hold her as I lick across the folds of her pussy. She gasps. She bucks her hips. I move deeper. Eating her out like a man starving. And I am. I want to bring her to ecstasy again and again and again. Sucking, nipping, letting her feel my hot breath on her soft flesh.

I roll my tongue over her clit as I move my fingers within her. She tightens. Her breathing rapid. I feel her fighting it but finally she shakes and orgasms, calling out my name.

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