Page 8 of Defended by the Lumberjack (Moonshine Ridge Lumberjacks #2)

Chapter Eight

July

A fter the day I've had, I don't hesitate, not even long enough to grab my toothbrush. Whatever I need, I know Levi will take care of me.

Right now, what I need is Levi.

Levi's truck winds down the main mountain highway and turns off on a spur road just a few miles downhill from the resort. After a few bumpy turns over the snow-packed road, a cabin comes into sight.

"This is your house?"

I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't the beautiful, two story, modern structure with the gorgeous rough wood siding and the stone porch that sits in a clearing that appears to have been carved out of the forest just for the house.

"All mine," Levi says proudly, pulling the truck into an attached garage and closing the automatic door behind us once we're parked.

"And yours, too, July." He adds, as he leads me inside the house. "I hope I made myself clear last night? Because when I said forever, I meant forever with all the wedding bells and toy whistles that comes with it."

A thrill dances through my heart at being reminded that this man really sees a future together. My feet start toward the kitchen but Levi's got other plans.

"Oh no you don't." He laughs, hauling me off my feet into a bridal carry and turning us toward the wide, wooden staircase that takes up an entire wall of the living room. "You can explore the kitchen later-- after I've had my way with you."

Levi's heavy steps pause mid-stairs so he can kiss me, slow and deep.

When our mouths finally part, my breath is ragged and the kitchen is the furthest thing from my mind.

Levi nips my lower lip and growls as he looks me in the eyes.

"Twice," he says definitively. "At least."

His pace picks up, making quick work of the remaining stairs and dropping me on a king size bed inside a large master suite at the top of the stairs.

As Levi stands back, staring down at me with a grin, while he begins unbuttoning his shirt. I scramble up to my knees and crawl to the edge of the bed till he's within reach.

We've both had a stressful day, and Levi's not the only one feeling anxious to work out the tension.

"What do you think you're doing, baby?"

He looks down at me, watching me release the buckle on his belt and pull his hard length free as his jeans and briefs slide down his muscled thighs.

I wrap one hand around him and feel the way he surges in my grip. Then I settle into a good position at the end of the mattress, pulling Levi closer till my open knees rest beside his legs, and gingerly press my lips to the weeping head of his cock.

Levi gasps above me as I slide him into my mouth. His hands fall into my hair, pulling out the remaining pins I hadn't found yet, and then combing his fingers through for a grip around my head that's both firm and still tender.

His gasp turns to a guttural moan. His hips thrust deeper, hitting the back of my throat and making me gag lightly.

My fist curls around the base of him, giving me leverage to control his movements better.

"Fuck, July, baby." Levi's voice is rough between hard breaths, his hands tightening around my head. I can feel the controlled strength in his grip, like he's fighting to keep his hold loose enough to let me choose my own pace.

I appreciate not getting choked to death on his monster dick, but above me, Levi's strangled voice sounds like a man on the edge of losing control.

"You look fucking incredible with my cock down your throat, baby."

I love the empowerment of this feeling. I experiment with a tighter grip and feel another surge against my hand, like he could possibly grow any larger.

Levi's hums, a wicked noise that sounds like he's fighting for patience.

I don't want him to be patient, I want to feel him come completely undone for me. I want to do to him what he did to me.

Working to remember every description I've read or heard from girlfriends, I slip one hand underneath him, cupping his heavy balls while my other hand works the length of him in firm strokes that follow my mouth.

Levi's knees buckle, hitting the end of the bed. All that patience he'd managed to command, lost as I gently experiment with stroking the delicate skin of his sack and lightly tugging in combination with tonguing the vein just below the ridge of his cockhead.

Mission accomplished.

Levi

A s soon as she puts her hand on my balls I know it's over. The rhythm we've found that let me hover on the edge and just enjoy the feel of July's mouth working its magic is shattered.

I can't even get out words to warn her before I'm exploding.

July doesn't let go of me, even as I empty ropes of hot cum into her mouth. Her little fist continues to stoke me from root to tip and the sensation of her throat working to swallow what I give her only makes my body give her more.

Finally, there's nothing left between us but my ragged breathing and July releases me to let me fall onto the mattress beside her.

"Damn, woman." I reach for her, pulling her up to me and holding her close enough to let her feel the harsh thud of my heartbeat.

July smiles against my chest, her fingers drawing through the hair and down my side.

I'm not as young as I used to be, I expect I'm going to need some recovery time, which I put to good use.

By the time July's sweet juices are coating my beard, I'm already impossibly hard for her again.

"What was that for?" July asks, her breathless voice hitching between a sigh and a giggle while I lazily tongue her still-sensitive clit.

"Just returning the favor," I explain.

"I take it I did an okay job then?"

"You telling me you don't have experience with that either?" This girl. She's killing me. But I'm gonna die happy.

My forehead drops against her belly, and the way she laughs has me smiling between the kisses I place all along the softness there.

"I told you my entire sexual history, Levi. You're my first real boyfriend."

Her voice goes from playful to serious. There's a question mark in there that needs to get changed to an exclamation point.

"I'm your last boyfriend, baby girl."

I place one more kiss on her stomach and waste no time getting to her lips for the next kiss.

"Last boyfriend, only fiancé, only husband, only father of your children, only man who's going to be in your bed and by your side till my last breath on this planet."

Wide hazel eyes stare at me, seemingly oblivious to the hard cock seeking entry to her body or my hand cradling her bare breast.

"Too much?" I ask gently, trying to cover my worry that the answer is yes with a hint of humor.

July's beautiful lips slide into a smile and she slings her leg over mine, putting us facing each other and making it easy for my cock to find its way home.

"Just enough, Levi."

"Thank fuck."

I sink into her wet heat, gripping her hip to hold her in place as I work my way completely into her tight little tunnel.

The way her body grips mine, holds me, and begs for more, has me losing my mind all over again.

Then July surprises me with another power play, shoving me to my back while her body follows till she's straddled across my hips, my thick dick disappearing inside her stretched pussy with just enough view of that sight to make my hips buck up under her and my fingers press into the soft flesh above her knees.

"You look like a fucking queen up there, Jules."

My girl smiles down at me, wraps her hands around my wrists and starts to ride me.

If I thought I had a ghost of a chance at lasting longer than last time, that notion is wiped from my head as soon as July drops her head back on her shoulders. Her dark blonde hair hanging behind her far enough to brush my thighs as she slides up and down my shaft.

She's amazing like this, deep in her own pleasure, lost to the outside world and everything it threw at her today.

July's hands release my arms and move up to her breasts, lifting the heavy orbs and brushing her own thumbs across her pebbled nipples.

"I need you to come for me, Jules; now ."

I can feel how close she is already; the way she's rocking her hips so her needy little clit grinds against the root of my cock, the way she moans for me when I press my thumb to that swollen button, the sudden squeeze of interior muscles that steal my breath.

I was already hanging on by a damn thread when she started touching herself, thank fuck she responds to my command.

July's orgasm wracks both our bodies, sending my movements out of sync to hers while I thrust into her from below. I feel each surge of my ejaculation as my balls empty deep inside her in a primal urge to plant my seed in her womb.

We lay together for a long time, bodies pressed against each other as we talk about the future.

"We should circle back around to that 'father of your children' part. " July nuzzles her face to my chest, her voice soft and dreamy.

"If you're telling me you're not on birth control, I'm more than fine with that."

I've been mentally rearranging the spare rooms in the house since I first laid eyes on the angel in my arms. I can't wait to fill them with kids instead of the odds and ends of my single life that don't quite make the place a home on their own.

"Sorry, I'm on the shot."

"What the hell for?"

Soft shoulders shrug in my arms.

"Seemed like the smart thing to do when I went to Europe. I didn't want to risk getting tied to someone I wouldn't want in my life forever."

Possessiveness flares hot, despite my very relaxed state of being at the moment. I respond with a growl and curl my arm around July tightly.

"And now?" I can't help the grumble in my voice that comes out sounding like ownership.

"Now I'm thinking about maybe cancelling my next appointment...depending on what kind of timeline you had in mind?"

Her hair brushes my arms as she moves her head to look up at me, her delicate brow scrunched in question.

"Told ya I was fine if you weren't on anything already," I grump, not meaning to sound disappointed at having to wait to get our family started.

"But you should probably run it by your bosses before we start filling you up with babies.

They just approved your permanent employment, they might expect you to put in a full year before you go out on maternity leave. "