Page 29 of Lumberjack Bride

Leo raises his head to look at me, though he doesn’t dare stall his thrust. “What?” he asks.

“That’s some impressive wood you got there,” I say.

He chuckles, shaking his head. “You know, maybe you shouldn’t talk.”

“I agree.”

I roll us over, pinning him on his back. I roll my hips, taking him back inside of me as his hands hold me up.

Leo grows tense. “Oh, fuck, Haze…” he whispers, cupping my breasts.

I move faster and he tightens his grip. Pleasure washes over his eyes, turning me on even more. My mouth waters for him. It’s been too long since I’ve tasted him.

I move back, letting him fall out of me, as I slide down his body. He cranes his neck to watch me travel downward. I kiss his skin and lick his abs on the way toward his groin.

I open my mouth wider to take him inside. Our sweet tastes mix together, igniting my tongue and I moan for more. He runs his fingers through my hair, urging me to suck harder and I do as he desires.

Leo groans a final time and shoots out onto my tongue. His sweet taste touches my buds, making them dance and I moan at his flavor. I suck lightly on his tip, cleaning and pleasing him, until he physically makes me stop.

He collapses back, laughing. “Oh, my…” he says, letting the sweat roll down his brow.

I wipe my lips as I crawl over him. His chest heaves in and out as I kiss up his abs. “Don’t fall asleep,” I warn. “You’re not done yet.”

“I won’t…”

I straddle him, staring down at his closed, tired eyes. “Leo…”

“I’m gonna need another minute. Just…” he points a weak hand, “keep yourself warm, okay?”

I scoff. “You’ll make your new wife get herself off on your wedding night?”

His eyes open. “Well, when you put it like that, it’s pretty bad.”

“Yeah, it is.”

“In that case—”

He shoots up and flips us around onto my back. I cry out, laughing hard, as he descends my body. He leaves a long trail of kisses down my belly and navel, all the way to linger between my thighs. He settles between them, each kiss feeling longer and deeper as he moves in closer to my slit. His beard tickles at me, making me twitch. The feeling blends with suspended passion and I find myself moaning before his tongue even slips between my folds.

I roll my head back and close my eyes, letting it all wash over me. Warmth spreads throughout my body. I dig my fingers into his scalp. His tongue rolls and laps. I look down to find him watching me, admiring my shaking breasts as each subtle flick of his tongue sends fireworks through my limbs. My muscles twist beneath him but a strong hand on my waist holds me down. I grip his wrist, holding on as the tension breaks and I moan even louder through orgasm.

Leo pecks my inner thighs as he enjoys the view, slowly inching upward as I begin to calm down again. “How was that, new wife?” he teases.

I hum, closing my eyes. “Not bad.” I swoon.

He lies beside me and takes my hand. “Then, I have done my husbandly duty and have earned a rest.”

“Uh-huh.”

Safe and warm, I drift off and the last thing I feel is Leo’s lips pursing against my forehead.

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I sitat the kitchen table. A deep hunger grows a little more in my stomach but I can’t seem to care about that right now. I watch Leo moving around by the stove, listening to the light popping of bacon frying in a pan. My eyes drift down his torso to his tight slacks.

Leo clears his throat, drawing my eyes up to his. “And just what are you doing?”

I pick up my coffee mug. “Perving on you,” I answer simply.

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