Chapter Three
Jackson
I was awake and splitting wood by sunrise, even though my body begged me to stay in bed for another hour or two. I was up most of the night thinking about Lola, and when I wasn’t thinking about her, I was dreaming about all the things I wanted to do to her. A man like me knew better than that though. I wasn’t the type to let go of something once I found it, and Lola… Well, let’s just say I wanted to claim her in more ways than one.
“Are there any berry bushes around here?” Lola’s sweet voice lingered in my ears as I brought the axe down on another large piece of wood. It was impossible to focus when she was nearby, and now she wanted to ask me questions? I almost laughed when I turned around and saw what she was wearing. She’d taken one of my flannel shirts and turned it into a dress.
A fuckin’ dress. I should’ve been furious with her for ruining a perfectly good shirt, but all I could think about was her perfectly toned legs wrapping around my hips while I sank deep inside of her and the way her nails would drag across my back. Would she moan my name out loud?
“Berry bushes…” I cleared my throat of any arousal before speaking. Placing my axe against my shoulder, I pondered the thought. I remember being a kid and picking berries with my grandma now that I thought about it.
“Yeah, I want to make you some muffins. Something sweet for you.” The only muffin I wanted was the one between her legs, but I wasn’t going to tell her that. Not just yet.
“Down the hill over there by the river should be some berry bushes. Don’t go too far as the river water can sometimes rise fast, and I promise you don’t want to be caught there if that happens,” I warned, hoping she would heed the warning and pay attention to her surroundings. She gave me a smile that made my bones quake with need and skipped away. I had to take a couple deep breaths to calm my cock and my blood. I had never wanted a woman like I did Lola.
She stirred something inside of me, an instinct to protect, claim, and provide for someone other than myself. I couldn’t admit it out loud, but she scared the hell out of me. The feelings she gave me scared me, and if I gave in to them the way I wanted to, I knew something bad would happen.
Which is why I shoved all those thoughts of her and I fucking to the back of my mind, and as I exhaled a breath, I promised myself I would try to focus more on the task at hand and less on what I couldn’t have.
Lifting the axe, I got back to work, moving the wood and splitting it with little effort. The sun was beating on my back, and sweat was dripping down my face, but I still had an entire pile of wood that needed split and stacked.
There wasn’t a part of my body that wasn’t used to the heat and physical labor of this job, and even if there had been, I had no time to nurse an injury. I simply pushed past the pain and moved on.
An hour of time had ticked by when I finally stopped for a drink of water. As soon as I paused long enough to adjust my hearing to my surroundings a quiet shriek met my ears. I threw the axe down without questioning and sprinted in the direction of Lola’s voice, which sounded panicked.
What if a bear got to her? Or the water had risen and pulled her under? A million different things ran through my mind of what could have happened to her. I clenched my fists tightly as I rounded the corner at the bottom of the dirt path, surveying the river and trying to find Lola. My heart thudded into my throat as soon as my eyes landed on her standing in a thick mud pit.
“I’m sorry…” I could hear the emotions in her voice but I didn’t care. I didn’t care that she was sorry, I just wanted her to be okay. Springing into action, I walked out into the mud where she was stuck. I had done the same thing a million and one times as kid, and I was always too weak to get out. That was then though, and now I was a man, with a whole lot of strength behind him.
“Shhhh. You‘re fine, Lola.” I soothed her, reaching out for her hand. She was up to her knees in thick mud and the hot sun above us wasn’t making matters any better. We needed to move slowly, but efficiently. My fingers grasped onto Lola’s and I used her body weight to pull myself further out into the thick mud. With my height the mud was nothing, but for someone like Lola It could easily become overpowering.
Moving fast, I grabbed Lola by the hips with both of my hands and pulled her from the mud, placing her belly against my shoulder. The mud made a loud sucking sound as it released its hold on her. I couldn’t help but feel a little bit bad about this. Not that it was my fault, but I should’ve warned her about the mud pits and that though they didn’t look deep, they were sometimes.
“I’m really sorry, Jackson. I didn’t think it was that deep, and I figured I could cross it since there wasn’t water on that side,” Lola confessed, still sounding scared, as I moved us out of the smelly mud. Her legs were covered in mud, and with them against my chest, we were both dirty.
“Goddamnit, Lola, just shut up for a second.” I exploded with frustration, stomping all the way back up the path and to the cabin. Once there, I placed her outside by the small outdoor shower. Her tiny frame slid down my body like nothing.
She was so tiny and weightless, and that terrified me. What if something worse had happened to her out there?
I flicked the knob on, turning it straight to hot. Then I looked at Lola, her beautiful blue eyes looked haunted. What did that Roger guy do to her?
“Take off your clothes…” I ordered. She had mud on her face, up her legs, and on her hands. I knew this was pushing my already strained limits when it came to wanting her, but I didn’t care, not now. Not when I was responsible for this mess. I should’ve just gone down there with her. No one knew the property like I did.
She licked her lips, her pink tongue darting out. My cock grew stiff, and my belly filled with butterflies. Was she going to listen to me, or was I going to have to rip her clothing from her body?
“Is that what you want?” She purred in question, her eyes growing wide as she waited for me to answer. Was that what I wanted? Yes, yes it was, but I also had this deep need to make sure she was okay, and to examine with my own two eyes her entire body from head to toe.
“Yes. Take off your clothes before I rip them off of you,” I ordered gruffly. I inhaled through my nostrils, taking in her scent mixed with sweat, dirt, and mud. She was beautiful even when she was covered in mud.
“I don’t know if that’s….” The words expelled from her mouth in a rush but I was done being gentlemen like. My patience had been shredded. The fact that she was tempting me right and left didn’t help matters. She made the man deep inside of me want to come out and play.
Without warning, I pounced on her, my hands gripping the bottom of the dress roughly. I lifted it, pulling it up over her torso and then head, her face a mask of shock. My hands shook as I dropped the muddy dress to the ground at my feet, leaving Lola in all her glory before me.
“Not hard, sweetheart. I told ya if you didn’t take the dress off yourself I was going to rip it off ya. Didn’t believe me?” She retreated, taking a step back until her backside was flush with the brick wall. One of her tiny hands lifted and rested against my chest, right over my heart. I knew she could feel my racing pulse beneath her hand. Still, it didn’t bother me if she knew that she was the reason for the racing of it. I stared deeply into her eyes, the hot spray of the water cascading over us.
“Has anyone ever told you how intimidating you look?” Her voice wobbled as she looked up at me with concern in her eyes. The need to kiss her consumed me, and before I could stop myself, or even think about what could happen, I placed my lips against her warm ones.
Her hands clamped onto my shoulders, and I nibbled on her bottom lip, begging for her to open up to me. When she did, and my tongue finally slipped into her mouth, it felt like heaven had descended on us. No words could explain the way I was feeling.
One of my hands moved over the straps of her bra pushing them down, while the other blazed a path down her backside, where I squeezed her firm ass. She moaned into my mouth and I couldn’t stop myself even if I tried. Taking a step forward, I hiked her body up mine, my cock grinding against her sweet spot.
“I want to fuck you right now, and I’ve never wanted that with anyone before…” A shudder made its way down my spine. My cock was on the verge of busting out of my jeans, and I knew I had to have Lola now.
“No one else?” She sounded out of breath, her tiny nails raking against my bare chest, as I lifted her leg higher up, feeling the heat from her pussy. I had never done this before, but I was positive about a few things, and one of them was that anything that had to do with Lola was going to be the most exhilarating thing ever.
“No one,” I growled, my lips crashing down on hers once more. She made quick work of my jeans while I ripped her panties from her body. I didn’t want one Goddamn thing separating our bodies. As soon as my jeans were undone, I shucked them to the ground, my cock springing free and at full attention.
“You’re huge…” she panted, her eyes dropping down to my cock. All I could do was smirk because I didn’t know if I was huge or not. All I knew was that this bad-boy was going to be sliding balls deep inside her tight cunt.
“You’re beautiful.” I gripped her by the back of the head as I centered my cock at her entrance. Her juices dripped from her pussy and onto my cock. “Are you ready for me baby?” I nipped at her earlobe, my cock slipping between her folds with ease. She arched into my touch, her tits pressing against my wet chest. We were both still covered in mud, but the need to touch each other was stronger than anything else, including the need to be clean.
“Ahh, Jackson…” Confidence like I never felt before pumped through my veins. I didn’t know what I was doing, but it all felt right and Lola’s moans of pleasure seemed to be guiding me in the right direction.
“I’ve never done this before.” My voice cracked, as nervousness filled my belly. I wanted to do this right and I wanted it to be perfect because I knew, deep down in my gut, that Lola was the one I wanted to share this moment with.
I rested my forehead against hers and we stood there, tangled up in each other. Lola lifted her small hand to my cheek and guided my lips to hers. I was still holding her against the wall, her entire body weight on my arms.
“You’re a virgin, Jackson…” She sounded amazed, and even a little bit shocked but there was no mean smirk on her face. I nodded my head yes, and swallowed the knot in my throat.
“I’ve been saving it for the day that fate brought me a woman worth keeping, and I believe I’ve found that woman.” I smiled, pressing my lips against hers once more, letting the words I had said sink in.
Lola didn’t protest, she simply pulled me in closer, as if she couldn’t get enough of me, her legs trying to wrap tighter around my hips. Placing one hand underneath her arm to hold her in place and the other at her hip, I did exactly what my body had been begging me to do all along.
I sank balls deep inside her.