Page 15 of Her Bossy Lumberjack

My body relaxes slightly as his tongue slips between my lips in a slow, passionate kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, heart pounding as I kiss him back, our mouths warm and sweet. Then, a moment later, Kane starts to move. His lips muffle my gasp as his thick cock slides back before thrusting forward again, hitting a bundle of nerves deep inside me.

“Fuck,” Kane groans against my lips, his brow furrowed in concentration as he repeats the motion, dragging his cock out slightly before pushing in to the hilt. “You still okay, princess?”

I nod, my legs trembling as Kane thrusts inside again, building up a slow rhythm. I’m starting to see what all the fuss is about. His cock brushes against every delicious spot, making me throb with pleasure every time he moves. It feels amazing, but I’m ready for more. My body is crying out for Kane to fuck me. I’m ready for him to rut me like an animal—to pound me with his fat cock and claim my virginity. It feels like every nerve has sprung to life, and a deep primal need is taking over me—a need for this giant lumberjack to make me his in every way possible.

“Faster!” I moan.

Kane grits his teeth, a sheen of sweat coating his forehead. “Who’s the bossy one now?”

Before I can respond, he grabs my knees and roughly pushes them farther apart, opening me up for him. His movements turn wild, and I throw my head back as he fucks me hard, stuffing me full of his cock.

“Oh, God!”

“You like that, princess?”

“Yes!” I cry. “Don’t stop.”

Kane growls. “I’m not stopping until you come for me.”

I shiver at his words, relishing the sloppy sounds of our bodies smacking together, Kane’s bed creaking loudly beneath us. Instinctively, I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Eyes on me,” Kane says immediately, reaching down to tilt my chin up as I open my eyes again. “Good girl. Fuck, look at how pretty you are.”

It feels like he’s piercing my soul with his gaze as he stares at me, keeping up the bruising rhythm. He looks so sexy—his huge body dwarfing mine as he fucks me, sweat shining on his inked chest, eyes wild, teeth gritted like he’s forcing himself not to come.

“OH!” He hits a spot deeper inside me, and my walls tremble. My orgasm is blooming, and I buck my hips, meeting Kane thrust for thrust and taking him deeper than ever.

“Good girl,” he says as my moans reach fever pitch. “You’re gonna come for me now, princess. There’s nothing you can do to stop it.”

My eyes roll back as he pummels my pussy, hitting that perfect spot again and again. It’s pure heaven. I grab wildly at Kane, pulling on his hair, clawing at his back as every muscle starts to tighten and squeeze, a balloon of pleasure ready to burst.

“KANE!”

I scream his name as my release crashes over me. My heart races as pleasure explodes between my shaking legs, sending ripples through every inch of my body. The world turns hazy, but I can still feel Kane’s cock thrusting into me, his rhythm turning jerky and frenzied.

“Fuck, Hannah!” he growls, letting out a deep groan as his warm cum spurts deep inside my pussy, filling me up.

He slumps on top of me, and for a while, there’s silence but for our mingled breathing and the sound of birds outside. I come back to myself slowly, blinking up at Kane as he lifts his head to look at me.

“That was perfect,” he says hoarsely.

I hum in agreement, still a little dazed as Kane leans in to kiss me, softly cupping my cheek as he slips out of me.

“You’re so pretty when you come,” he mutters, trailing kisses along my jawline. “I want to make you do it again.”

I grin at him. “At least let me catch my breath first.”

“Fine. I’ll give you five minutes.”

“Wow. How generous of you.”

Kane grunts. “Careful, Ginger Snap, or I’ll make it two minutes.”

I roll my eyes teasingly. “This is what I mean about you being bossy.”

“One minute.” He raises an eyebrow. “You’re pushing it.”

“You really think you can boss around the official winner of the Cherry Hollow pie-baking contest?”

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