Page 10 of Saved By the Lumberjack
With me struggling to crawl up Jake's body without letting his lips part from mine, and him trying to slide down into the cushions so our bodies line up with each other better, it's no surprise that we end up on the floor.
Jake
Landing on the floor is what it takes to pry my mouth of Ivy's. Fortunately, the fall is short and the landing is soft. No one's hurt and after both of us laughing off our surprise, the make-out session that started on the sofa turns into something a lot more serious.
Down here on the thick rug, I have more room to get Ivy's curvy body spread out for me. When I break away from the sweetest lips I've ever tasted, it's only because I want to wrap my lips around those beautiful tits so bad I'm about to lose my mind.
Ivy's quick to help me get the borrowed shirt off of her, but she's also damn insistent at getting my shirt off of me as well.
I'm happy to let her undress me, but it does mean having some patience before I'm able to get my mouth on her.
When she's got me down to just the sweat pants I threw on out of the shower earlier, and I've got her under me in nothing but those little lavender panties, I dive in.
"You're so fucking beautiful," I mumble around one nipple, sucking and teasing till it's hard as rock under my tongue.
"I was into you the minute I saw you, baby," I tell the other nipple while I give it the same treatment. "When you were at the bakery, talking to Phoenix. I wanted to kiss you right there andthen. I wanted to pull you out of that chair and haul you up the mountain to the work site with me."
"What were you going to do with me at your work site?"
Ivy laughs, but her voice has gone husky with arousal. I love the way it's so different from her regular voice, there's no mistaking that she's as turned on as I am right now.
"Put you in my tent and make sure you stay there. Keep you out of sight of all the guys so they wonder who the fuck is doing all the moaning after dark."
"What if I'm a screamer?"
The thought of hiding Ivy away in my tent up at the logging camp and making her scream for me every night has my dick so hard I see stars for a second.
Ivy's back arches into my touch as I caress her breasts, kissing my way over the soft swell of her stomach on a desperate path down her body.
"Are you, baby?" I ask. "If I slide these little panties to the side and slip a couple of fingers so deep inside you that you come all over my hand, are you going to scream my name so loud the neighbors come to check on you?"
"I don't know...but I say we find out."
My girl's eager for my touch, squirming against me to guide me where she needs me most.
Ivy's thighs fall open, making herself open to me for the taking. The musky scent of her arousal hits my nose and I can almost taste her sweetness already. My fingers toy at the edge of the panties right where her thigh meets my goal.
"You don't know?"
Her words have me hesitating.
"Are you telling me no one's ever bothered to get you worked up enough to find out?"
Ivy lifts her head off the floor to look down at me.
She's a perfect mess like this, blonde curls in disarray, naked tits bobbing with her movements as she pulls herself up on her elbows and gives me a look of utter exasperation.
"Well. No. But I was hoping that was about to change."
Fuck yeah, it's about to change.
"Lie back down, baby girl, I've got this."
Chapter Six
Ivy
Maybe I'm supposed to be embarrassed about my lack of sexual experience? It never occurred to me until Jake seemed so surprised, but I guess it's safe to assume that most woman my age have already figured out what they expect from a lover.
