Page 14 of Rescued By the Lumberjack

Squirming against the bed, it’s like deja vu. I knew this room was dangerous. With the owner inside, I’m ready for him to tear the boxers off my body and take my virginitynow.

Looks likeI’mthe impatient one here.

Grayson’s not on the same page. He wants to appreciate my body, kissing and licking at both of my breasts before dipping lower. Tickling my stomach with his face, he touches my body with a gentleness I’d never expect from a man like him.

So distracted by the view, I don’t notice him sinking his fingers into the boxers until he’s peeling them down my thighs.

My face immediately warms as cool air licks at my flushed folds. I don’t have time to be bashful, not when he’s tossing the boxers to the side and spreading me open like I’m about to be his next meal.

“Wait, what are you doing?” Growing pinker as his face hovers dangerously close to my pussy, my heart thuds in my chest. If he thinks he needs to inspect it up close, I’m sure mine is the same as any other woman’s.

His brows furrow together as he tears his eyes away from my glistening pussy. “I’ve been dying to know what you taste like. So, I’m doing just that.”

Now I’m really showing my inexperience here. Already knowing I’m a little salty from being a little curious myself in the past, I don’t have time to tell him.

He’s a greedy man, swooping in to lick a thick stripe along my slit. He’s not satisfied with a single lap of his tongue. No, this man’s body rumbles and he buries his tongue inside.Deepinside.

Gasping, my hand finds his hair, and I accidentally pull. He doesn’t care, and I can’t apologize. I’m too busy moaning as his tongue tastes me right at the source of my arousal.

“Grayson–” I choke as he drags his way up to my clit before teasing the sensitive nub with just the tip. “Grayson.”

“Going to kill me if you keep saying my name,” he groans as he digs his fingers into my thighs as he gives them both a grounding squeeze. “Fucking delicious. Keeping all this to yourself is a crime.”

It doesn’t take long before his hand is joining in. While I’ve slipped a few fingers inside before, it doesn’t feel the same when he does it. Once he’s knuckle deep with one finger alone, I’m clenching around him. I knew his hands were big, but he’s touching nerves I never have. When he works a second inside, I feel the stretch.

Rather than groaning, I’m gasping as his tongue doesn’t stop drawing those shapes against my clit. It’s like he’s spelling his name down there, making his own claim.

The thought makes me shiver and smile all at once.

Before I can get too lost in the thought, he’s pulling away. Satisfied with my state, I watch him through my daze.

Finally giving me the chance to look at his cock, I swallow thickly at the sight before me. His fingers wrap around the swollen base, and he gives himself a quick squeeze. Further up, along with the pulsing veins, his tip is a purplish-red, coated in a thin sheen of precum. Even as I stare, I swear it gets wetter.

“You’re sure you want me, Piper?” My name sounds delicious on his tongue. “This isn’t something you can give away twice.Even worse, I don’t think I’m going to be able to give you to another man after this.”

“I’m not even going to be able to look at another man after this,” I reassure him with a scoff. “It’s you or no one, Grayson.”

He likes that. His eyes grow lighter, giving off that caramel color again.

Once he’s hovering over me, I watch him as he guides his cock toward my pussy. Swollen to the point that it looks painful, I fight the urge to reach out and order him to make his way inside.

Thankfully, he doesn’t torture me for long.

The pinch isn’t as bad as I expected it to be. In fact, he groans more than I do as he pushes his way inside entirely.

“So wet and warm.” Sighing, his eyes close as he relishes the feeling. “Never going to want to leave.”

Testing a few thrusts to see that I’m not getting ripped into two pieces, he sighs in relief when a moan leaves my lips.

His cock is big enough that it feels like it’s pulling on all of my nerves. There’s not a single inch inside I don’t feel him against.

Lifting my hips, I encourage his movement. Watching his brows furrow as he takes me in, his mouth forms a downward curve. Like he’s putting all his concentration on his movements, my pussy flutters around him.

Moving to rest on my elbow, I reach up with my free hand and pull him down to my mouth.

“You’re making this hard,” he groans against my lips. “Impossible, actually.”

Talk about a compliment. Even when he’s not trying to, he’s putting me on a pedestal. I love this man and everything that comes out of his mouth. Seriously. He makes me feel appreciated in ways no other has made me feel.

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