Page 6 of Tempted By the Lumberjack

"I'm sure." A genuine smile crosses her face, making me sigh in relief. She wants me as much as I want her as she lifts her hips up to mine in a sign of submission.

The primitive beast inside of me wants to slam into her body, forcing orgasm after orgasm through her body until she's pregnant and swollen with our child. But the civilized part of me knows this is our first time—I want to make it good for her.

I press my hips forward, pushing my cock into her tight pussy, inch by agonizing inch. She's so tight. She's strangling my cock, making me want to spill my seed before we even get started.

"More," she demands, as she wraps her legs around my waist, her heels digging into my ass.

"As you wish." I push forward until I bottom out, my cock buried deep inside her. I capture her cry of surprise in my mouth as I kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my lips.

Her eyes widen right before she sighs into my mouth, her body relaxing enough to let me thrust inside of her.

"More, Wyatt." She chants against my lips.

Pushing her harder and faster, I slip a hand between our bodies until I find her throbbing clit. It's almost as if it has its own little heartbeat. I begin to rub it in rhythm with my thrusts. "That's it, Sienna. Take my cock like the good girl you are. Your pussy is starving for it."

My words are the only encouragement she needs as her body clamps down and she comes around my cock.

Two more thrusts and I'm calling out her name as I release rope after rope of come into her body until she's wrung me dry. "Such a good girl." I kiss her lips one last time before changing positions with her and rolling her onto her side next to me.

six

Sienna

Feeling more secure inWyatt's arms than I've ever felt in my life, I decide it's time to come clean about my life and a future we can't have together.

"Wyatt, I need to tell you about my life. It's complicated." I take a deep breath as I trace the contours of his chest with myfingers, trying to commit everything about him to my memory for those long, lonely years ahead of me. "My real name is Sienna Greystoke, not Sienna Grey. I come from an extremely wealthy family. My father is Senator Samuel Greystoke. I'm promised to a family friend's son in return for political support." He doesn't flinch as I tell him my story, only holds me tighter, running his hand over my shoulder.

"I needed time to process my life, so with the help of my younger sister Selena, I ran away to find myself for a few days. Then I ended up here, with a new job and a sexy lumberjack bodyguard. Those days turned into weeks, then into months. But now my sister is in danger of having to take over my fate if I don't return to my normal life and agree to be Artie's wife."

"I see." Is all he says, making me wonder if I only imagined the instant connection we had.

Did I just jump from one man who doesn't care about me to another?

Attempting to shift out of his arms and put some distance between us, I push away from him. Instead of letting me go, he holds me tighter until I relax back into his arms.

"Marrying Artie is the last thing I want to do, especially now that I've met you." I continue, deciding to open up my heart to him, even if it means he'll break it. "You're kind, protective, and loving — the perfect man for any woman, just not me." My heart drops at my confession. "It doesn't matter anyway. I don't have a choice in life. I was born into a life to be used as a pawn—notout of love." Even though I've always known that, speaking the words out loud is like a dagger to my soul.

He's been silent for way too long, making me wonder if he ever had feelings for me.

I silently curse myself—of course, he has feelings for me. You don't uproot your whole life for two months to spend every day with someone you hardly know.

"So, what you're saying is your father is marrying you off to this Artie guy for what? Money? Political power?"

Blinking back the tears, I nod. Wyatt must think I'm a horrible person from an awful family. Which he's half right about.

"I should go." I make a weak attempt to push out of his arms again, only to be pulled in closer.

"First, you're not going anywhere. I told you once you gave yourself to me, you were mine forever. Second, your father won't mind having me as a son-in-law.

seven

Wyatt

"Your father won't mindhaving me as a son-in-law." It's time to come clean to my future wife. "My brother, Shaw, and I don't just work at the lumber camp—we own it, along with about twenty-five others in the state. We're looking to expand to a couple of the surroundingstates." I wait for her to realize I'm not the poor lumberjack she thinks I am.

"Wait a minute. So, all this time I worried about you losing your job and spending all your money on me and you're as rich as Artie and my parents?"

More like ten times as rich, but she doesn't need that added information to stress her out. I can share that at a later time. So instead, I reply. "I am. But it all means nothing without you by my side."

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