Page 28 of Lumberjack Bride

“Oh,” I say.

I stay quiet as mouth tingles and my tongue twitches. I kiss him back, my head spinning as he carries me the rest of the way to the bedroom. My hand slips behind his neck and I pull myself a little closer to deepen the kiss and tug lightly on his tie. He smiles as I slip it free and drop it to the floor. I kick my shoes off my ankles and they fall with soft thuds.

Leo lays me down on the bed, his eyes roaming me; no doubt wondering how quickly he can get this dress off without causing damage to it or myself.

I lean forward to bunch up the skirt a bit before shifting around onto my knees, exposing my back to him. He pinches the zipper between my shoulder blades and slides it down to the small of my back. His cool fingertips glide along my skin, striking a deep warmth that makes me even dizzier. He leans down to kiss my neck as his arms wrap around me from behind. His beard tickles me. His lips own me. I tremble for him, just like always.

My dress slips down and Leo cups my bare breasts. I turn back to feel his lips press against mine and he effortlessly draws my bottom lip between his teeth.

“I’ve missed you,” he says, feeling every piece of me. “This body in this bed…”

“Leo,” I say with a smile.

“Yeah?”

“Shut up.”

I turn around and stand up to let my dress fall the rest of the way to the floor. Leo clings to me, holding me against him and I feel his erection digging into my hip. I push his jacket down and start working on his shirt buttons as we trade kisses and lust after each other.

He slips his belt free, losing patience. I rid him of his shirt and fall back onto the bed as he pushes his pants down. He stands above me, naked and eager.

His eyes fall to my panties, the one last layer between him and every inch of my skin. I raise my hips to let him pull them off but his mouth twists to the side as he reaches into his pocket.

Leo withdraws his pocket knife. I bite my lip, digging my tooth in as he slides the blade between my panties and my skin. He cuts them, slicing the fabric away, as I hold back my laugh.

He tosses the pieces to the floor, along with his knife, and pushes his knee between mine to force them open. I lie back, watching his hairy chest fill my vision as he towers over me. A moan teases the depths of my throat, lingering the brink of pleasure, as he slowly thrusts forward.

Pearl leaps on the bed and lays down beside us, pushing in close to lick my face.

Leo groans. “Pearl, for fuck’s sake…”

I laugh and reach out to scratch behind her ear. “She’s just happy to have me home again,” I say.

He glances down at his erection. “Yeah. Me, too.”

I pat Pearl’s head. “Go lay down and he’ll make extra bacon for you in the morning. Okay?”

Pearl licks my hand before rolling off the bed.

I smirk at Leo. “See? No harm done.”

He leans back and scoops me up, angling me to lie against the pillows. “Hazel, any further second not spent inside of you will be incredibly harmful to me,” he says.

“Blue as the ocean, huh?” I quip.

“They’re drowning,” he says, laughing as he crushes his lips on mine again.

I feel his shaft explore between my folds, slipping down without the need of a guiding hand. My knees spread wider out of pure instinct, giving him access to all of me. I throb hard for him, holding my breath and counting the moments until I finally feel him slip inside.

Leo exhales, breathing out the pent-up frustration he’s carried with him the last two weeks. “Yes,” he grunts, filling me with a single, powerful thrust.

The moan expels from my throat, trembling my lips. “Yes,” I whimper, repeating the word back at him and he smiles with delight.

Pleasure takes over and I feel him lose himself with every touch he gives me. His hips sway, rocking his cock in and out of me, growing faster until he’s pounding me against the bed. I wrap my arms around him, caressing his naked body while I kiss his neck. It’s all I can do while he ravages me.

I take his hand, entwining our fingers as I squeeze them tight. A tremor takes my core, making me moan in his ear. He lays his face against my shoulder, biting down as he groans, losing all control. I grind my hips with his, taking his cock in so deep we both shake.

I laugh. Hard.

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