Lumberjack (A Real Man, 1) (5 page)

“Go on,” he coaxed, challenged. “Tell me.”

Could I do this? Admit I wanted a man I’d just met a few hours ago? The storm waged on outside, and the whole ambience of the night had me feeling far more intoxicated than I probably was. But I was going to say those words. Since coming out to the wilderness I had never felt freer. And shouldn’t I live my life the way I want, even if that meant sleeping with this burly lumberjack of a man?

“Yes,” I whispered. “I want you.”

There was no going back now.

Not that I wanted to.

Jake

I
had Vivian off the couch in a matter of seconds. She’d told me she wanted this; she wanted me, and I was about to give it to her. I pressed my body to hers, dug my hard cock into her belly, and couldn’t hold back the gruff sound that came from me.

“I don’t know if you realize what you’ve agreed to,” I said on a growl and looked at her lips. “Five years without a woman has made me feral, Vivian.” I lifted my gaze and looked at her eyes. “And once we start, we won’t be stopping until you’ve come on my cock more than once.”

She parted her lips and sucked in a breath.

“I’m going to fuck you so good and raw, you won’t be able to sit comfortably tomorrow without thinking of my cock all up in you.”

“God,” she whispered.

“I’ll have you screaming more than that by the time we’re done.” I felt like this beast had broken free inside of me, like I couldn’t control myself. I wanted her so damn badly, and although I had a lot of pent-up desires, I knew I wouldn’t have been this frenzied with just any woman.

Something about Vivian drove me to the brink of coming right in my jeans. Seeing her standing on my doorstep, her red hair mussed, her body so feminine, so much smaller than mine had appealed to me.

Yeah, I’d wanted to mount her right then and there.

I grabbed a chunk of her damp red hair, pulled her head back so her throat was bared, and leaned down to run my tongue up and down the arch. God, she tasted fucking incredible, fresh and clean, like lemons. And she smelled like me. It had this possessive side rising up in me.

“I’m about to claim every single part of you.” I stared right into her eyes. “I’m about to own every inch of you.” I lowered my voice. “And when I’m done with you, Vivian, you’ll know exactly what it’s like to be with a real man.”

And when it’s all said and done, I don’t know if I’ll be able to let you walk away.

Vivian

H
is mouth was on mine a second later. I melted against him, never having felt this type of masculinity before. His cock dug into my belly, hard, thick, huge. I most certainly had never been with a man this big ... all over.

He still had his hand in my hair, his fingers tangled in the strands. He used his other hand to snake down my back to cup my ass through the robe.

I wanted the damn thing off.

He kissed me raw and hard, sweeping his tongue inside of my mouth and claiming me fully. I’d never felt so possessed by a man before. The hand in my hair tightened, sending a sting of pleasurable pain through my scalp, to my breasts, and finally straight to the center of my pussy.

I moaned, and it was as if that sound triggered something else in him. Jake gripped my waist with both hands and lifted me off the ground effortlessly. I imagined him wielding that ax, using all the strength every single day. My pussy clenched and became wetter.

I tightened my legs around his waist. The robe parted, and I was nude under the material. I felt the warm, hard skin of his abdomen right on my pussy. A gasp left me at how sensitive I was.

He grunted, held me up with one arm, and gripped the back of my hair again with his other hand. With my throat arched once more, he broke the kiss and dragged his tongue up my neck. God, I was falling in love with that act. It had my entire body tingling.

And then he set me on the ground, took a step back, and, in one swift move, removed the robe from me.

There I stood, stark naked, my nipples hard, my breasts feeling full, and my pussy so wet I wouldn’t have been surprised if some of that cream trailed down my inner thigh.

He looked his fill, and I shivered in response, not even able to stop myself from reacting. Jake moved closer, slipped his hand under over the curve of my ass while holding his gaze with mine, and squeezed the flesh. I felt every callus along the pads of his fingers. It was a testament to the manual labor he did.

“Are you wet for me?” he asked in a low voice.

I could only nod.

“You want me to touch your wet pussy?”

Again, I could only nod.

He ran his teeth up and down my neck, nipped at my flesh, and thrust his erection against my belly. I couldn’t handle all this hotness, all this maleness personified. I was going to die if I didn’t feel him in me, making me forget about every shitty thing that I’d ever dealt with.

I was feverish and excited; all I could think about was how it would feel to have him thrust all those thick inches into me.

“Fuck, I’m so damn hard for you I can’t stand it.”

My body tingled even more after he spoke.

He murmured something low and gruff against my temple, and I closed my eyes and just absorbed it all. I felt like a damn virgin at how aroused this man made me feel. I’d never felt this kind of intensity before.

Moving my hands between our bodies, I fumbled for the zipper of his jeans. I needed them off, needed to see what he was working with. Apparently, he wasn’t having any of that, because, in the next second, he had his hands around my waist again and had me turned over the back of the couch.

I clenched my fingers in the fabric and looked over my shoulder at him.

The look on his face had this small sound escaping me. I felt my eyes widen when he crouched on his haunches right behind me, the feel of his warm, humid breath moving along the cheeks of my ass.

I was hyperventilating at this point.

He groaned and palmed my ass right before he ran his nose up and down the crease of my bottom. “You smell so fucking good.” The heavy weight of his palm landed on my right ass cheek, and a squeak of pleasure and surprise slipped out. He lifted his gaze and stared right at me. “You like when I do that?”

I nodded. Yeah, I really did.

While still staring at me, he brought his hand down on the other ass cheek. Jake did this over and over again, alternating between both mounds until they felt hot, but in a good way.

“Fuck, you have a perfect ass, big, juicy, and so damn fuckable.”

Fuckable?

I’d never had anal before, but to be honest, right now, I’d let Jake do anything he wanted.

He curled his fingers into the skin of my ass and started moving the flesh back and forth, causing the mounds to shake. I bit my lip and closed my eyes as ecstasy stole over me. The air left me, and I snapped my eyes open when he spread my ass wide open.

“Yeah, so fuckable.” And then he ran his tongue up and down the slit of my pussy. He sucked and licked, nipped and hummed along my swollen, heated flesh. “It’s been so long, Vivian,” he murmured against my flesh.

He was relentless in his onslaught, and I didn’t want him to stop.

I was either far more repressed than I thought, or Jake knew exactly how to press my buttons to get me off.

I was going to come.

But, of course, just as I was about to get off—for the first time in months—he moved away. I groaned in frustration and heard him chuckle behind me. He gave my ass a smack, pulled the cheeks apart again, and went back to eating me out.

“You won’t come until I say you can,” he said against my flesh, his words muffled. He ran his tongue along the cleft of my pussy, and kept going until he was licking my asshole. I curled my fingers into the couch even more. It was an unusual feeling to have someone licking me back there, but it also felt really damn good.

He groaned against my flesh as he licked at me, his hands on my ass, his fingers digging painfully into my skin. But I loved that discomfort.

“God, you smell so damn good.” Over and over, he massaged the globes of my ass, pulling the cheeks apart even wider, but then letting them fall back into place and frame his face. It was erotic, hot, and kind of taboo to have him eating out my ass.

But I wanted more, so much more.

I was close to coming, even if he wasn’t touching my pussy, but I held off. I forced myself to maintain a small amount of self-control.

“Ask me for it, baby,” Jake said and brought his hand down on one of my ass cheeks hard.

“God,” I moaned.

He slapped the cheek again, obviously wanting me to beg for it.

I was not above doing just that.

“If you want my cock in your cunt, you’ll ask me for it.”

Oh. God.

“And I know you want all ten inches of my huge cock shoved deep inside of you.”

Ten inches?

Shit.

His words were so vulgar. Goddammit, they turned me on.

“Give it to me,” I said with more force than I thought I could have mustered right then. “Give me that big cock.”

He groaned and smacked my ass; at the same time he ran his tongue along my asshole.

“You smell like me, like my soap.” He tightened his hold on my flesh, his beard moving along my flesh. “That’s so fucking hot.” With one more lick up the crack of my ass, Jake moved away. I looked over my shoulder and watched him as he stood behind me, his focus on my pussy and bottom, his cock looking huge behind his fly.

Sucking in a lungful of air, I felt my body tighten further when he started taking off his jeans. He was huge and hard ... everywhere. I’d always gone for the “pretty boys”, but Jake definitely didn’t fit in that category. He was rugged and rough around the edges, with short darker blond hair covering his pectoral muscles, and a line of it going right down to the monster between his legs.

His dick was, without a doubt, the biggest one I’d ever seen.

Taking hold of the root of his cock, he stroked it a few times while he looked me right in the eyes.

“Reach behind and spread your ass for me.” His words were a command, an order.

I was not about to disobey him.

I grabbed each cheek and pulled them apart, showing him how wet I was for him, how primed I was for his cock.

“Motherfucker, I can’t get over how pink and wet you are for me.”

I was soaked for Jake.

He stepped closer and ran his finger down my pussy slit. He stopped when he reached my hole, and while still focused on my eyes, he shoved that thick finger right into my cunt. Immediately, my muscles clamped down on the digit. It felt good, but I needed something much bigger.

He grunted in approval.

“I’m going to have my dick in here, Vivian,” he said and started pumping that thick finger in me. “I’m going to fill you with my cum, make you mine.”

I couldn’t help the sound that left me.

He pulled his finger out and immediately lifted it to his mouth to suck the glossiness from it. “Mmmm. You taste so damn good.” And then he was behind me, holding onto my hip with one hand, and aligning the tip of his dick with the other.

A groan spilled out of me at the sensation of his thick cockhead right at my pussy hole.

“I need it raw, Vivian. I need to feel your pussy walls around me. I don’t want anything between us.” We looked at each for a second. “I don’t have a condom anyway, but I’m clean.”

I swallowed, because I’d been so aroused I hadn’t even thought about protection. I was on the pill anyway, so pregnancy wise we were good. If I was doing this, then I was
really
doing it. “Fuck me, Jake.”

“Fucking demanding, baby.” He dug his fingers into my hips, and I knew there would be bruises come morning.

Good. It made me wetter, knowing I’d have his brand of ownership on my body.

He used his foot to kick my feet apart even more, and then he was pushing into me with a slow but very thorough thrust.

“Don’t go slow,” I moaned in frustration. “Just shove that big dick in me.”

His expression heated further; he let out this low sound, and then he was shoving all ten inches into me in a forceful thrust. I was filled completely, stretched to the point it felt like I’d split in two, but Goddamn, did it feel good.