Billionaire Lumberjack by Gwyn McNamee

Author:Gwyn McNamee
Language: eng
Format: epub

BEAU

I thought I was embarrassed before, when I knew Brooke had seen me jerk off, but even the warm afterglow of an orgasm can't wash away the humiliation of coming in my pants like a goddamn teenager who gets dry-humped for the first time.

Real fucking smooth.

Brooke releases a contented sigh and drags back her head, adjusting her position on my lap as she presses her mouth to mine, gliding her tongue across my lips.

At least she came.

The only thing that could have made this situation any more mortifying would have been if I blew my load like Old Faithful while she was left hanging. It’s been a fucking long time since lust fogged my brain so badly that I lost control of my body. Far too long since I’ve had a woman like Brooke in my arms.

Fuck, I’ve never had a woman like Brooke in my arms.

She ends the kiss and leans back, locking her hooded gaze on me.

“I'm sorry I came like a horny kid dry humping for the first time.”

A playful grin tugs at her kiss-swollen lips, and she angles her head down and captures my mouth again, this time undulating her hips against my semi-hard cock with clear intention. The wetness of both of our releases soaks the crotch of my sweat pants and the ones she’s wearing, but she doesn’t seem to care, just continues to work me up, making my dick as hard as granite again in mere seconds.

She runs her hands through my hair, tugging lightly at it. “I think it's hot…that you couldn't control it.”

I bark out a laugh and shake my head. “Premature ejaculation is hot?”

That lazy grin returns as she glances down between us. “In this instance, very much so.”

She clenches her legs together in a way that makes my cock ache to be inside her more than I even knew was physically possible. “I want you, Beau.”

I tighten my grip on her hips, battling with my desire to flip her onto her back on this damn couch and pound her into oblivion when there are so many reasons not to. “Are you sure? I don't know how—”

“Yes.”

She kisses me, silencing my ability to apologize again for the fact that I don't know how good I'll be or how long I'll last. Her soft fingers play along the waistband of my sweatpants. She slides backward slowly, and I lift my hips and let her tug them down and off, along with my boxer briefs. Her warm green eyes lock on my exposed cock, and it twitches under her assessment.

I’ve seen that look before, only it was on a coyote I caught stalking the chickens when they were out in the yard once the beautiful spring weather arrived.

Pure hunger.

Brooke isn’t afraid to tell me, or show me, exactly what she wants, and I’m not in any position to deny her. She gives my dick one hard, long stroke and glides her thumb across the head.

Fuuuckkk.

I drop my head against the back of the couch.

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