Page 8 of Bad Boy Lumberjack

“Fuck you are amazing, Ally.” I move up and over her. Her eyes dazed from her climax. Her nipples so erect, her pussy wet and ready for the taking. Moving into position I stroke her withthe tip of my cock. Stroking her open for me. Easing in. Just the tip. Then more. Slowly. I want her to feel every inch of me. We lock eyes as I push into her. I see the trust and it burns in my heart. As I break through her virgin barrier I feel my mind whisper.

She is mine.

I’ve never been this hard. Throbbing and huge. Stretching her. Hugged by her. I watch her face as she takes in all of me. She bites her lip and it is like a damn breaking. What resistance I had. What finesse, or skill at love making, it is ripped away. I need this like the birds need the sky. Like the trees need water. Like a man needs a woman. I pull back, only to ram forth and sink into her depths once again. She urges me on with her gasps and screams of pleasure. My cock is full, ready to explode and yet I push on. I need to be inside her. One with her. Move with her. Cover her. Take her. Have her.

And then I feel her squeeze and shake. I feel her experience her full pleasure buried deep inside her. Ally’s arms and legs wrapped tight around me, holding me to her. I thrust in deep and spill my seed into her with a mighty roar that shakes the walls.

Chapter 8

Allison

Waking up in Sawyer’s arms feels amazing. The fact that we are both naked feels delightfully sinful. Turning in his arms I look up into those beautiful green eyes. And when he smiles my stomach turns and flips.

“How are you feeling?” I love that he cares enough to ask and I grin in response.

“I think I should have been doing this sex stuff a lot sooner.”

He laughs and I feel the rumble in his chest and love that we are so close. I hug him tightly to me and he plants a little kiss on the top of my head.

“Allison, I want you to stay here with me.”

I grin against the hairs on his chest. “Okay.”

“I’m serious. I don’t want you to go back to the city.”

I look up into his beautiful face, the face I used to dream about, older now, but still as heart flipping handsome as ever, and I can’t believe he actually wants me. Whatever his reason, I want to stay and luckily I have time off already booked, but he doesn’t need to know that.

“I want to stay too, Sawyer. You are going to think I am crazy, but something strange happened to me on that trek today. Just being on the mountain, out in nature, feeling the burn in my muscles and being surrounded by trees… it all gave me this feeling I’ve never had before. Like I was free. And happy. Reallyhappy. And then you kissed me. But after that, there was this wind, and I just knew I was meant to be here.”

He grins. “I do think you are crazy. And we are going to tell people it was the kiss and not the wind that gave you that feeling.”

I nod in agreement. He kisses me. A quick kiss and then a longer, deeper kiss that warms my body and fires my blood.

“Now about giving you more of this sex stuff…”

Taking my hands he holds them above my head, turning me onto my back as he moves his body over mine. I love the feel of his weight on top of me. His hot kisses on my throat. His whisper in my ear.

“That first time was too fast. This time I’m going to show you how it feels to be fucked nice and slow.”

I feel his thick, hard cock at the entrance of my pussy. Now I know what to expect, I want to feel him fill me. He pushes into me. Slow. Teasing. I buck my hips wanting all of him, but his grin tells me he is determined to tease. I throw my head back and gasp with pleasure as he does a few hard and fast thrusts before he goes back to taking his sweet time. Fucking, he’d called it. It’s a good word. Filled with animalistic pleasure. I want as much of this as I can get. Who knew being fucked by the bad boy would feel so good?

Chapter 9

Sawyer

It’s been five days and every moment spent with Ally leaves me more amazed. She arrived here shy and withdrawn but shed it all, like a coat she hated wearing. That first weekend, while her co-workers did obstacle courses and teamwork exercises, Ally and I spent the whole time in bed. Loving each other. Exploring our bodies. Introducing Ally to all the different ways there are to get pleasure from one another. And then, in quiet moments, wrapped in blankets, snuggled together, we talked.

We talked about school, how neither felt we fit in. She hated the title of being the good girl but she felt she had to work hard to get the life she wanted, and then found herself in a life she hated. I told her about my family, growing up, how I resisted authority and acted out but I was determined not to live the life my parents had. I told her about the different jobs I had had but when I got here to the mountains I knew I was meant to be here. And I told her my plans for the camp, having made loads of money off corporate work retreats, what I really wanted to do was provide a place for teens to come to learn skills and self-confidence. To maybe save some kids from going down the wrong path, kids who had trouble fitting in and couldn’t find their place in the world.

“If there had been something like that, maybe I could have figured things out sooner.” She had said as I held her in my arms.

“And have you got things figured out now?”

She just smiled and distracted me onto other things by climbing onto my lap. But I know she is happy here. I see it every day.

Once her co-workers had left we started spending our days outside. Allison wanted to try every single obstacle in the camp.

“I was promised a transformative experience. The old me was too scared to try anything. Come on, hook me up to the rock climb.”

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