Page 14 of Saved By the Lumberjack
He kisses me deep before opening the passenger door and helping me into his truck.
"Me for you too," I assure him as he prepares to close the door after I fasten my seatbelt. "And I promise I won't break your heart."
Jake
"Bet." I wink at my woman as I close the door on her side and circle around to the driver's side of the truck.
It's only a ten minute drive or so back to my place--ourplace. When I think about it, I reach for Ivy's hand-- but I try to give her the information on all the people she met tonight in that short time.
"You already know Phoenix," I point out. "She's married to my buddy, Adam. So you two will see a lot of each other. They had their first baby just a couple months ago. Hopefully we won't be too far behind them."
Ivy laughs and squeezes my hand back.
I like that it's not a nervous laugh. She doesn't sound like she's humoring me. The musical little laugh she responds with sounds more like a willing accomplice.
The sound goes straight to my dick.
"So you're cool with that, I take it?"
Chasing Ivy to the front door, I cage her against the solid wood between my arms and kiss her senseless.
"Weirdly so," she tells me when I let her breathe again. "We should start right now."
My woman does not need to ask twice.
Sweeping off her feet and over my shoulder, I make sure to lock the door before hauling her into our bed.
"My shirt looks so fucking good on you. Leave it on."
Boots, jeans, shirt-- everything I was wearing five seconds ago is on the floor. The borrowed black sweats I gave Ivy land at her feet and when I see that she didn't have her panties on under them, that crazy need to claim her starts throbbing in my head to match the throbbing need in my dick.
Ivy stands at the foot of the bed and fixes me with her striking green eyes as she unbuttons the gray and blue flannel I gave her.
Goddamn but that thing looks better draped over her curves than it ever will on me.
"Fuck baby, spin around."
Moving up behind her, I push her shoulder so she bends over the foot of the bed. She's a fucking vision like this, with her ass up and her feet apart. Her pink little pussy winks at me from between her thick thighs and, even with just light from the hallway spilling in through the bedroom door, I can see her glistening there.
Flipping the tail of the flannel up, I treat myself to an even better view of her round ass.
With one hand I grip my dick and drag the thick head through her moisture. I fill my other hand with her ass cheek, kneading the soft flesh and damn near coming all over her back at the sight of it jiggling when I give it a light smack.
I've never been a spanking kind of guy, but that sight and the sharp gasp and deep moan I get from Ivy when I caress the pinkening spot under my hand? I might have to rethink my kinks.
"Are you going to stand there and think about it all night? Or are you planning on fucking me?"
Ivy tortures me with an enticing wiggle and I give her my answer.
I have to bend my knees to line up to her, but it gives me the leverage I need to slam home in one stroke.
Once I'm embedded to the root in Ivy's tight heat, I have to wait. I have to let myself get used to the feeling of her, to how fucking good she feels wrapped around my cock like this, or I'll lose it too damn fast.
And this is already going to be a quickie.
Ivy's on the same wavelength, pushing back against me and begging me to fuck her hard and fast.
My hands grip her hips and I start to thrust. I want her to come for me again. I can't get enough of the feeling of her pussy clenching down on my cock, even though by now I've learned that I'll never be able to make it through her orgasm without triggering my own.
