Page 7 of Rescued by the Lumberjack (Moonshine Ridge Lumberjacks #1)

Chapter Seven

Phoenix

O f course I'm nervous. Adam's cock is very much proportionate to the rest of his massive body and I'm a virgin. I've heard that the first time can hurt, but I believe Adam when he says he'll make me feel good like last time.

He works his mouth over each of my breasts, sucking my nipples till they're hard and so sensitive that I almost think I could reach that summit again just from the way it feels when he blows across the moist peaks.

I love the way Adam looks at me, at all of me.

His eyes are dark and intense as they rake over every curve I put on display for him.

His hands take time to caress every place his eyes go too.

He's not picking and choosing the parts of me he likes, he's appreciating every part of me, making me feel safe and loved.

This time, when he dips his head between my legs, he slides a finger inside me first, watching his own hand as he works it in and out of me, making me squirm with the need for more.

When I beg for just that, he smiles and gives me a slight nod, adding a second finger to the first that stretches me from the inside in a way that feels both weird and wonderful.

"That's it baby," he encourages, keeping up the maddening pace with those sinful fingers while I twist fistfuls of the pillowcase beside my head with hands that I don't know what else to do with.

"Let's find your g-spot, shall we?"

Whatever he does, he changes the angle of his strokes along my insides. I stop feeling the pinch and stretch of having two of Adam's thick fingers stuffed inside me and can only concentrate on how good this feels.

"That's it, Phoenix. I want to you to come all over my hand this time while I get this tight little virgin pussy ready for my cock."

The thick beast jutting up from where his sweats and boxers are still pulled low jumps in anticipation and I watch, fascinated, as a bead of clear liquid seeps from the tip and slides down the underside of the mushroom head.

I can't help but lick my lips. I want to put him in my mouth, taste him like he's tasted me, find out how to make him feel as good as he made me feel.

"If you keep looking at my cock like that, we're gonna have to start all over, sweetheart."

My hands are on my own breasts now, my fingers teasing at my nipples. My knees are bent and I'm using the leverage my feet find against the mattress to meet each thrust of Adam's hand.

I'm almost there. Almost up to that same ledge he took me to earlier, the kind of ledge I'm desperate to go over.

Adam's breath is as ragged as mine. He must see how far gone I am because he slides his fingers in deeper still, adding his thumb to dance across my clit while he holds my knees wide so I'm helpless to do anything more than take what he's giving me.

My second orgasm starts with a languid sort of wave building and cresting deep in my core until it overtakes me entirely, shaking my body and making me cry out the only word my brain can remember; Adam's name.

He doesn't wait for me to recover. I fall back in the sheets spent and reeling, dumbly watching Adam strip out of his confining clothes before landing between my spaghetti noodle legs.

"That was good, baby, you did a great job. You felt so good coming on my fingers like that. Now I want you do to do that on my dick while I make you mine."

I'm still nodding when he slams into me.

Adam

I 'm not exactly an expert at punching V-cards, so I hope I got Phoenix's tight little channel stretched out enough to take my cock without hurting her. Plus, I figured if I could make her come again, maybe it'd help her relax.

Must have worked, because I drive my dick home without resistance.

She's tight as fuck, even with the way I worked her with my fingers first. The way her walls part for my intrusion and seal around my shaft has me praying for mercy.

Just let me make her come one more time.

I need to make good on my promise that this would feel good every much as I need to feel those internal muscles clenching down around my cock until I spill inside her womb and hopefully plant my seed there.

"How are you doing, baby?" I pull her tight, her tits sliding against my sweat-soaked body as I catch her lips with mine. "What you need? Tell me what you need so it'll feel good for you."

"I just need to come again, Adam."

Shit, she sounds about as wound up as I feel.

Her pale skin's blotchy with a fevered kind of flush, beads of sweat glisten in her hairline. My girl's got her hands behind my back, her short nails grappling at my lats like she can use 'em for handles.

Phoenix's needy little body is arching and bucking against mine, begging for another release while she grinds her clit up against the root of my cock.

One of my fists clenches in the pillow next to Phoenix's wild hair, my other hand has a grip on her hip that's going to leave marks, holding her body in place while I slam into her over and over, until I can't remember how to move again.

Phoenix goes off on my cock, squeezing me like a vice and milking me for the cum I'm all too ready to give her.

Both of us freeze against one another, temporarily locked in place by our mutual orgasms while I feel my balls empty themselves in a series of pumps until I can't hold my weight up any longer.

Even after I've collapsed, careful to keep my weight from crushing the precious girl beneath me and avoid the scrapes and bruises that I'm sure she'll remember again soon enough, Phoenix's pussy continues to flutter in tiny spasms around my dick as it slowly softens inside her.

"Did I do it right?" I ask, softly brushing the damp locks of dark hair back from her face.

Phoenix laughs at me and reaches to mirror my move, pushing the hair out of my eyes.

"Did I?"

"Sweetheart, you do it any more right than that and you're gonna kill your old man before he gets a baby in you."

My woman giggles and gives me a kiss and I swear my dick is already trying to make a play for round two.

"How old is my old man?"

"Just hit my thirties last month," I tell her.

I know Phoenix is younger than me, I just haven't bothered to ask by how much. I'm guessing five, maybe six years. Definitely legal, for sure.

"I know you're younger than me," I tell her. "How bad is it?"

"You can buy me a drink in sixteen days."

Not even old enough to drink yet. I groan in mock pain, like the age gap's a deal breaker.

Phoenix slaps my shoulder.

"You said forever. No backsies."

Wrapping her in my arms, I agree. No backsies. I'm gonna love this woman for the rest of my life.

"Nine years," I murmur into her hair between kisses. "Seems like a good spread based on the couples in this town."