When he opens the door, I put both hands on either side of his face and kiss him hard. Part of me is terrified that he'll changehis mind when he sees me in his home. That somehow this will all be too real for my socially anxious lumberjack. Another part of me wants to see what I taste like on his tongue.
The pure joy in his eyes when I came was like nothing I've ever experienced before. I'm addicted. And I briefly wonder if I'm willing to kidnap him in his own home if he tries to take me back to town in the morning. I almost laugh out loud with the thought of getting the jump on Silas who is about a foot taller than me. And he exercises, so two points against me. Maybe I can subdue him with endless blow jobs. I'm game if he is.
Silas locks the front door behind us and then carries me into the bedroom directly to the left of the entrance without skipping a beat. I don't even have time to look around; my entire focus is on this man's gorgeous mouth. His stubble scratches my chin as I kiss him, and I want the sharp friction on my thighs again. But not before I've had a chance to ride his cock.
Silas takes three long strides and then tosses me into the middle of his bed. I laugh as I bounce on the mattress. He gazes down at me, the side of his mouth lifting in a rare smile, and my heart practically explodes out of my chest. His eyes travel the length of my body, and I lean up on my elbows, arching my back to lift my breasts for him like an offering.
"Dolly..." Silas trails off, his expression pained like he's afraid he's going to do the wrong thing. God, I love my big strong man.
"Undress for me, Silas." I grin at him, trying to remind him this should be fun. He pauses for a beat, and then he reaches behind his neck and removes his shirt in the one-handed move, and I let out a little gasp as I get a look at his broad chest. His muscles swell like rounded treasures, and I want to lick every curve.
"What?" he asks, pausing with his shirt in his hands.
"Hmm? Nothing." I make a slow perusal of his body, stopping pointedly at the large bulge tenting the front of his pants. "Just admiring the view."
Silas grunts, unbuttoning his pants and ridding himself of the remaining clothing in no time.
"How about you, baby? You like what you see?" I purposely test out the term of endearment, watching him closely. The little flare of lust when I call him baby doesn't escape my notice. Nor does his soft moan when I open my legs and bare all to him.
"Such a pretty pussy," Silas says as he grips his cock and gives it two hard jerks. A rush of desire coats the tops of my thighs from his praise, and the gorgeous, naked man in front of me licks his lips. As incredible as he is with his tongue and fingers, if I don't get his massive cock inside me soon, I am going to lose my freakin' mind.
I lift my finger, beckoning him toward me, and he climbs between my legs, kissing his way up my body until I'm writhing beneath him. He pins me to the bed with his weight, and I run my hands over the peaks and valleys of his delicious muscles. I'll never get enough of him, and I plan to stay in bed with him until the end of time.
When he makes it to my mouth, I lift my head and kiss him hard. Our tongues dart across one another, and he grinds his cock against my core with heated passion. He palms my breast with his large hand, pinching my nipple as I moan loudly.
"You are so beautiful," he says, grinding against my clit. He swallows my moans, the friction a sweet torture as I beg him to give me what I want.
"Dolly, I don't have any protection," Silas says, breathing hard against my neck as I wrap my legs around him. "I didn't plan on this."
"I don't care," I practically sob with need. "I want you, Silas. Nothing between us."
Silas shakes his head, his expression pained, but he grinds his hard length against my clit again, and my eyes roll back as I moan with pleasure. "I don't want you regretting anything with me, Dolly. I can do so much more without risking getting you pregnant."
His eyes flash with heat, and I pull back slightly to get a good look at him.
"Does the idea of me pregnant excite you, Silas?" I hold my breath, hoping I've read him right. To my relief he nods. "You want to see my belly swollen with our baby?"
Silas doesn't say a word, but his breathing increases and his cock hardens against my lower stomach. My sexy man has a breeding kink.
"You want to watch my breasts get bigger, my nipples so sensitive even the slightest touch will send me over the edge?"
Silas pants above me, nodding as he dips his head to suck a nipple into his mouth like he can picture everything I'm saying in vivid detail.
"Do it. Get me pregnant tonight. I don't need a condom with you." I urge him forward with my heels. His eyes are so hooded with desire that I can barely see the dark brown I dream about at night. I reach for the back of his head, pulling him down to me and whisper hotly in his ear, "Fuck me."
"Oh god. Dolly..." He notches at my entrance, pushing the tip of his thick cock inside, and I sob with relief.
"Oh yes, baby." I grip his back, digging my fingers in as I pull him against me. "Keep going."
"You are so wet. Fuck ... ohgod." Silas closes his eyes for a second like he's afraid he won't be able to hold back. I run my fingernails along his back, not going deep enough to hurt him, but letting him know I'm ready for him to move. He's panting hard when he leans back to look at me, and I grin.
"You won't hurt me," I whisper. "I promise."
Silas moans and then starts moving, fucking into me with a rhythm that takes my breath away. I roll my hips against him, meeting him thrust for thrust.
"Oh my god, yes!" I call out as he bottoms out, grinding against my clit before pulling out and thrusting back in again.
"Don't hold back, Silas. However you like it," I beg. "It feels so good, baby."
