Page 6 of Rescued by the Lumberjack (Moonshine Ridge Lumberjacks #1)

Chapter Six

Phoenix

A dam's fingers move agonizingly slowly, when all I want is for him to take care of the ache that's settled into my core.

The lines in his face deepen with the unspoken question as he looks up at me and I'm so scared to just blurt out what I really want that all I can do is move my feet apart to give him space, hoping he'll take the lead here because honestly? I'm not sure what to do.

"Sweetie, your little pussy's soaking through these shorts."

Adam's fingers work between my legs with firmer movements, his other hand leaving the first aid kit abandoned on the couch cushion beside him to grip my other hip and turn me toward him

"Soaking is good though, right?" My hands brace his strong shoulders for balance as one broad fingertip slides into my seam.

The sensation is overwhelming, making my hips buck toward him involuntarily while I let out a whimper that doesn't sound like me at all.

Adam looks up at me again, his dark brows pulled together and those lines by his eyes creased with the curiosity in his expression.

"Fuck yeah," he says. "Soaking is fucking awesome. As long as your little cunt's soaking wet because of me."

That probably shouldn't sound hot, but the coarse words only make my growing need worsen. I move my hips, using his hand like I'm scratching an itch.

"Definitely you, Adam," I assure him.

I've touched myself before. I've felt arousal. I know that part of me gets slick but I've never felt like this before. This is next level.

I've never been able to get myself all the way there before. Nothing has ever felt like what I hear other women describe.

This, though. This is different.

Everything about Adam makes me understand , finally.

As soon as I speak, it's like something breaks loose in the big man. With the hand that's less busy, he pulls me to him, the borrowed boxers hitting the floor as Adam drives his face directly into the junction of my thighs.

He doesn't give me time to process what he's doing before he's pushed my legs wider and angled his head to get his mouth where his fingers had been.

My hands grip his shoulders, then the back of his neck, pulling him closer into me when his tongue licks between my folds.

It takes exactly no time at all before I find myself lowered onto my back on the soft rug in the center of Adam's living room floor. The first aid kit and the reason for it forgotten as my lumberjack rescuer crawls onto the floor with me and settles between my open legs.

"Phoenix, baby, you taste so fucking sweet, girl." His words come to my ears muffled as he speaks them directly into my body.

Whatever he's doing down there, he's doing a damn good job. My thighs open wider, my hands locked in Adam's hair. His tongue spears into my hole and laps up my juices while he continues to mumble incoherent words into my skin.

One muscled arm snakes under my thigh and grips my ass, holding me locked against him like I might try to wiggle away.

As if.

I'm moving my hips, pressing my feet into his back, doing everything I can to chase the feeling that's building inside me.

This isn't arousal, it's not mere want, whatever Adam has unlocked in me is pure, raw, need.

I don't know what it is I'm after, but I know if he stops what he's doing right now I will die.

The thick pad of his thumb finds someplace special and begins a firm motion while his mouth continues to work dark magic against the rest of me.

I'm so close to the summit of whatever is happening to me already, and then he presses a finger to my opening, slipping it inside and easing in deep.

I'll never know how far the digit got; my vision goes black and fills with exploding lights-- if my eyes are even still open that is.

My entire body shakes in an all-over muscle spasm like a thousand rockets all shooting into my core and exploding outward from the spot where Adam's thumb continues to play.

It seems to last forever, and it's also over too soon. My brain clears, the ceiling fan turning lazily overhead comes back into focus. My body relaxes, feeling wrung out and almost drugged.

Slowly, I become aware that Adam is still between my legs, propped on his elbows, staring up at me in awe.

"You're fucking incredible when you come, sweetheart."

Euphoria clouds my senses, making me feel fearless and giddy.

I manage to untangle my fingers from Adam's hair, freeing him to kiss his way up the swell of my belly, over the cotton t-shirt covering my breasts, landing eventually on my own lips for a salty-tangy kiss that I realize must be what I taste like.

"I had no idea it was going to feel like that," I admit in awe as I drop my head back to the floor.

Adam

H er wrecked little body and heavy breathing have me feeling like I did my job right, but her confession fills me with a possessive kind of pride; damn right she didn't know it could feel like that. And I'll make sure she forgets anyone but me making her feel anything near that good.

Then she drops a bomb on me that has my brain losing the ability to remember any civilized thought at all.

"Nobody ever did it for you like that before, eh?" I lay beside her, stroking the side of her face and kissing on her some more. So lost in the way she looks still panting from what I did to her that I can almost ignore the painful throbbing of my hard-on reminding me of its ultimate goal.

A deep blush steals into her pretty face, those thick black lashes seal shut and she smiles shyly as she admits that not only has no one done it for her like that-- no one else has even touched her.

"Except me," she opens her eyes and peers into mine. "I've tried a few times but I could never get there before."

"Are you saying that was the first orgasm you've ever had?"

I scrub my hand over my face and down my beard, completely at a loss for what she's saying.

Blue eyes watch me with a hint of amusement.

"The way you kissed me back on the trail..."

I mean sure, there's adrenaline and gratitude and all that but that kiss sure as hell didn't feel like it came from a beginner.

"Sorry," she says. "I guess I'm just a natural."

"Naturally made for me." I lean in and drag a deep kiss out of her, staking the same claim on her mouth that I'll be putting on the rest of her body just as soon as she assures me we're on the same page.

" Just me." My voice comes out dark, half growl and near feral. "I'm the only one that's ever going to see you like that, the only one that's ever going to get you there. That's only for me, understand, Phoenix?"

The caveman part of my brain that I've been battling since I first saw her is winning now, with me climbing over her to grind my hard cock against her still bare pussy just to show her what she does to me.

Phoenix's pouty lips pop open in a surprised little "o" when she feels my stiff rod behind my sweatpants.

She oughta run. I'm acting crazy and we've barely known each other for a few hours. But I knew this girl was mine as soon as I saw her and I'm not going to lie to her and pretend otherwise just to play along with some socially acceptable courting ritual.

Instead of shoving me off of her, Phoenix surprises me again; reaching up to grab my hips as she rocks her needy little pussy against the length of me.

"That goes for you too, then." She demands my fidelity in a sultry voice, hoarse with desire obviously reawakening in her body. "You only get to come for me from now on, Adam."

Her claim is my undoing. My dick pulses and my balls tighten and I swear I'm so close to coming, it's all I can do to keep from either embarrassing myself or pulling my cock out and ramming it into her like a mad man; desperate to make sure I put my seed where it belongs.

"Fucking bet, sweetheart. This cock is yours. Just please tell me you want it filling up that virgin cunt of yours because I need to get inside you more than I've ever needed another goddamn thing in my life."

It comes out between gritted teeth and I'm not waiting for the answer I know I'm about to get.

Scrambling up to my feet and tugging Phoenix along with me, I haul her into my arms and carry her to my bedroom-- there'll be plenty of opportunities to rut on the floor like wild animals in our future, right now, I'm going to make love to my woman like she deserves her first time to be.

Tossing Phoenix onto my king size bed, I straddle her lush body and tug my t-shirt over my head, sending it flying somewhere onto the floor before reaching to add hers with it.

Finally, I've got my woman naked completely and the sight's enough to take my breath away.

"Damn, baby, you look so fucking pretty I'm going to lose my mind."

"You look pretty too," she smirks, running her hands over my chest, tracing my abs and making the muscles jump under her touch.

I watch in awe as Phoenix pulls the sweats and briefs down my hips together, paying close attention to the reverent way she looks at my cock when she pulls me free of my clothes.

"That's big, Adam," she whispers, wrapping both hands around my shaft like she's measuring.

"It'll fit, sweetie. I promise." Blue eyes stare up at me, big as saucers. "And I'm going to make sure it feels good for you, too." I add, bending to kiss those full breasts I've been dreaming about. "Just like last time, remember?"

Maybe it's the promises, or the memory of her first orgasm, or feeling a man's mouth on her nipples for the first time in her life, but Phoenix's arms wrap around my neck and her body relaxes. She arches her back to better feed me her breasts.

"I'm not on birth control, Adam. If you're serious about being mine forever-- I don't want you to wear anything. I want to feel you."

"Keep talking like that and you're gonna feel me for the next nine months."

Phoenix giggles, and lies back for me, eager for me to make good on my promises-- all of 'em.

I can't believe this sweet little thing has never been touched.

That ends here, because she's mine and I'm going to show her what she's been missing; claim her, breed her, keep her with me forever.