Page 20 of Her Grumpy Lumberjack

“OH GOD!”

“That’s it, sugar, don’t hold back. Show me what a good girl you are and come on my cock.”

The bubble bursts. I scream with pleasure, my vision turning white as every nerve explodes. My pussy throbs, gushing my release as I claw blindly at Chase, making sounds that are more animal than human. My rhythm turns jerky, my whole body slackening, but Chase doesn’t let up. He keeps on bucking his hips, pounding me hard, drawing out every spasm of my pleasure until his cock explodes inside me. I hear his hoarse shout and feel the warm spurt of his cum filling me before I collapse against him, totally spent.

Chase lies back and pulls me on top of him so that we’re lying chest to chest. We stay like that for a while, panting hard, his arms tightening around me as the final aftershocks of my orgasm shoot through me.

“You’re incredible Sienna,” he mutters, stroking my hair as our breathing finally starts to return to normal.

I smile dazedly against his chest. “So are you. That was perfect.”

He plants a sweet kiss on my forehead. “It sure was.”

The fire is starting to burn down now, the night air cold against our skin. I shiver, and Chase gets up from the picnic blanket, pulling me up into his arms.

“Let’s go get you warmed up,” he says as I melt against him, resting my head against his bare chest and listening to the thud of his heart.

He carries me into the cabin, and I get a quick glimpse of Moose curled up asleep in front of the fireplace before Chase takes me into the bathroom and turns on the shower. The warm water feels like heaven as we wash each other’s bodies, our hands soapy and slow.

Once we’re clean, we head for his bedroom. I smile to myself as I remember the last time I was in here, snooping around and fantasizing about how much I wanted Chase. Now I’m naked in his arms, snuggling with him beneath the covers.

“You tired, sugar?” he asks as I yawn widely.

“Yep. I’m exhausted after that.”

He chuckles. “I’m not surprised. You were going like a little firecracker—it was sexy as hell.”

I bite my lip, grinning up at him. “What can I say? Don’t underestimate us city girls.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it.” He smiles at me, his handsome face lit up with affection. “You’re fucking amazing, Sienna.”

“You’re pretty amazing yourself, Grumpy Forest Man.”

He groans. “Damn, you’re cute.”

I giggle as he starts kissing my neck, making me shiver with delight until he finally lets up, pulling back to look at me. His gaze is thoughtful.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” I say.

“Remember last night when I was asking about your job?”

“Yes.”

“I asked about your dream job: what you would do if you could do anything in the world.”

My heart starts to thump. “Yes.”

“You said you didn’t know. But you were holding something back.” He looks at me. “I’ve been wondering about it ever since.”

I feel uncomfortably hot all of a sudden.

“It’s just a stupid fantasy,” I mutter.

“I want to hear it.”

“Well…when I was a kid, my dream job was to be a writer. I was a total bookworm. But as I got older, I kind of accepted it would never happen, so I stopped thinking about it.” I swallow, not meeting Chase’s gaze. “Then I got the job at Luminary Press. I read a lot of manuscripts and work with authors all the time, and I guess it reminded me of my childhood dream.”

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