Page 34 of Jealous Lumberjack

She must think so too because she whimpers.

“Fuck, baby. Don’t be scared,” I rasp, pressing the swollen head against her slick entrance. “We’ll try a little bit, hmm? Just the tip.”

Her body trembles. “Just the tip. You promise?”

“Promise,” I growl. My hands circle her waist with room to spare.

Then I press her down, down, down.

My broad head breaches her tiny hole, and her cry splits the air, half shock, half pleasure. Tight and hot andperfect.

My vision whites out.

“Fuck,” I roar, clutching her hips. “You’re…so damn tight.”

I grind shallow, just the head breaching, teasing, stretching her until she squirms helplessly.

Her nails rake my chest. My shoulders. “Bear?—”

“Say my name again,” I demand, thrusting just a little deeper, then pulling back. “Louder.”

“Bear!”

I bare my teeth, hips snapping once more. Her back arches, breasts pressed to my chest, nipples hard against my skin.

She whimpers, thighs clamping around me. “More... I can take more.”

My arms shake when I press her down, my breath panting when I see how wide I’m splitting her. How tight she strains around me.

“Damn, you look so good taking my cock.”

I dare another inch, still holding back most of me, and her scream tears through the clearing.

“No more, please!” she begs.

Fuck!

I freeze. “Okay, baby. Back to just the tip?”

She peers up at me with watery eyes. Bites herlip, then nods. “I’m sorry, Bear.”

“Fuck, don’t be. This is more than I thought... more than I h-hoped... fuck!” I stutter when she clenches. “You do that one more time, I’ll blow all over this tight cunt.”

She pouts a little. “You want me to stay still?”

My chest surges as I try to drag nonexistent air into my lungs. “I have a feeling whatever you do, I’m going to come so fucking hard for you.”

“Then... if you can’t go in, can you bounce me on the tip, Bear?”

My balls scream and the veins surging around my cock beg for mercy and deliverance. “Oh fuck... oh Jesus.Petal.” I grip her waist tighter, drop my head to flick my tongue over her nipples, taste those beauties for the first time.

Then my head bobs. “Sure thing, baby. Bear can bounce this fucking magic pussy on my dick. But I’m gonna come inside. You hear? This cum is going nowhere else but inside.”

The second shenods andwhispers, “Okay, come inside,” I’m gone.

I piston her on and off my crown in a shallow, mind-altering rut, grinding the thick head in and out of her hot, vise-tight pussy.

By the fifth thrust, my vision is hazing. By the ninth her walls are clenching, squeezing tight, milking me, and my roar shakes the trees.