by M Andrews
“My Aunt May makes the best in town. Want some more?” I ask waving down the waitress.
“Yes and yes.” Her face beams with excitement. “I worked up quite the appetite last night.” She winks.
“I better order you two plates, you’ll need your energy for what I have planned for you later.”
“Who knew getting stranded in a strange town could be so delicious and dirty.” She giggles from behind her coffee cup. “I know we are a little past this at this point, but I should get to know the man I’m sleeping with.”
“I’m an open book, Laurie. I will tell you anything you want to know.”
She relaxes back in her chair. “I want to know it all. Every detail.” She smiles.
“I will skip past the part about being born here, I’m sure my mother filled you in on that. I graduated from the University of Washington. I’ve slept with ten women.”
“Okay, maybe I don’t need all the details.” She frowns, and I think I can see a spark of jealousy in her eyes. Don’t worry angel, my heart and my dick are all yours. Laurie hangs on my every word as I tell her about my early days at the mill with my brothers sweeping up sawdust and wood chips, and cleaning toilets until we were old enough to join the cutting crews.
“Do you miss running your own crew?” she asks, taking a bite of her pancakes.
“I miss everything about it. The feel of the ax in my hands, the sound of the trees cracking as they come down, being out in nature with the smell of pine instead of the stale air in my father’s office. Shuffling decades of paper was not how I envisioned my life,” I admit. I knew the day would come when I would have to take the reins, I just didn’t think it would be this early in my career.
“Why don’t you hire an office manager? Someone to handle the day to day stuff. It would take the load off, and you could go back to doing what you really love,” she suggests.
“I never thought of doing that. My father, and my grandfather before him, did all the work themselves. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to give it a shot. You’re quite the genius, Laurie,” I say and stand up from my chair to move around to sit next to her on the booth side. Being across the table from her is too far away. She slides easily under my arm, and I kiss her temple. “Enough about me, I want to know everything about my Angel.”
“I grew up in Hartford Connecticut. I’m an only child. My father is a retired investment banker and my mom is the fundraising queen. I got married to my now ex-husband when I was eighteen. The first few years we were married everything was perfect, or at least I thought so. William was going to school to become a lawyer. I worked three jobs to help put him through law school and keep a roof over our heads. I believed in him, and he told me that once he graduated and got established in a firm, we could start a family, and I could move forward in my dream of opening a book store and a café.” She pauses and lets out a sad sigh. “William graduated and we moved to LA for his job, that’s when he changed. It was no longer about us, it became all about him. The money we were going to use to put down on a location for my bookstore was now being used to buy him new expensive suits, and a new Audi R8. He was all about status and appearance. There was no more talk about starting a family, and then came the snide comments about my weight. But the big kicker came the night he asked me to meet him for dinner. Waiting for me at the table were divorce papers. The coward couldn’t do it in private because he didn’t want me to make a scene. He obviously never really knew me at all, because by the time I finished venting my anger, the entire restaurant knew what a dick he was. I sacrificed everything for that man, and he left me broken and used. That’s my pathetic, sad life.”
“The only thing sad and pathetic about your story is your asshole ex-husband. Any man who is lucky enough to have you should drop to his fucking knees and thank God, every single day. I’ve barely spent twenty-four hours with you, and I can already see how utterly amazing you are.” I want fly to LA and take my ax to his precious car for the way he treated Laurie. One of the many lessons my father taught my brothers and me was that you do anything and everything to make your woman happy. You treat her like a queen, because in the end, the queen will always protect her king.
“You’ve spent your entire life taking care of everyone else. You sacrificed everything to make your ex’s dream come true, but who was taking care of you? Who was making the big sacrifices to make all your dreams come true? Let me be that for you, Laurie. Let me take care of you. Let me make your dreams come true. Unlike William, I am a man who keeps his promises. I will give you as many babies as you want, and I will build you your bookstore. I will do anything to make you happy, because you are mine.”
Laurie climbs into my lap and rains kiss down my face. “Stay here with me, Laurie. We belong together. I felt it the moment I saw you, and I know you felt it too. Say yes.”
“Yes,” she says repeatedly between kisses.
“Mine, all fucking mine,” I groan against her lips. “We have to get out of here. I need to be inside you.”
Chapter Nine
Laurie
We pull up to a beautiful two-story log cabin with a wraparound porch dressed in garlands and wreaths with big red bows. The landscape is covered in a blanket of snow. I feel like I just stepped into a Martha Stewart Living magazine.
Easton gets out first, walks around to my side, and opens my door. He helps me down, then slides his arms around my waist, and leaves me breathless with a deep kiss before walking us up the steps to the front door. Once the door closes behind us, Easton has me pinned against the heavy wood. His hot mouth licking and sucking at my neck, hands ripping me out of my clothes. My own need takes over and I reach between us, working open his pants. My hand slips inside his boxers, wrapping my fingers around his cock, stroking him.
“I need you, please,” I beg. He’s got me so aroused I can barely see straight.
“I love it when you beg. Tell me how much you want my cock inside your tight, wet cunt,” he moans into my ear.
I work his pants off his hips, keeping his cock firmly in my hand. “I want your big, thick cock buried deep inside me, fucking me until I can’t walk. I love your dick,” I purr. He swats my hand away, then drives hard and deep inside me, filling me to the hilt. We both cry out as he fucks me up against the door. It’s primal and animalistic, and I want more as I shout louder.
∞∞∞
I stretch out in Easton’s big king size bed. After a few minutes, I move to sit on the edge of the mattress. My body is sore, and my flesh still burns from Easton’s beard, but it feels so damn good. I pick up Easton’s flannel shirt off the floor and slip it on as I stand up. The soft fabric soothes over my skin. I bring the collar to my nose. It smells of him, pine, and snow. I do up a couple of buttons then head out to find where Easton has disappeared to.
In our haste to rip each other out of our clothes, Easton never got the chance to show me around his cabin. I’m very familiar with his bedroom, he fucked me on top of every piece of furniture and against each wall in there. Now is my chance to explore. There are two more bedrooms and another bathroom upstairs. I stop in the foyer to grab my phone out of my bag. I haven’t talked to Josie since last night. I’m surprised she hasn’t called the National Guard to come and find me. My phone lights up and there are twenty texts from Josie, all of which say she is sorry for ditching me today.
I sit at the bottom of the stairs and dial her number. It only takes two rings before she answers.
“Oh my God, Laurie, I’m so sorry for ditching you last night and today. I got dickmatized by Lucas. I’m such an asshole. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sooooo sorry,” she apologizes over and over.
“Josie, it’s fine. To be honest, I just saw your texts. After I left the party, I went back to the lodge and I met Lucas’s brother Easton.” Before I can say anything, else Josie lets out an excited squeal.
“Laurie, did you get laid last night?” she asks.
“And this morning and this afternoon,” I admit.
“What are you, twelve?” I know she can’t see it but I roll my eyes disapprovingly.
“I’m proud of my little Laurie, all grown up and having sex with random strangers. Your first one night stand. I hope you kept the condom wrapper, we gotta put that in your scrapbook.”
“It’s turning out to be more than just a one nightstand. I may have told Easton I would stay here.” I nervously come clean. I know she is going to freak out, Josie doesn’t have a committed bone in her body. She’s happy to live her life with random hookups. She gets what she wants and has no worries about anyone tying her down. Unless it’s to her bed.
“Are you out of your fucking mind? You don’t even know this guy, and you just up and agree to live with this asshole. Did you learn nothing from your marriage to that limp dick douche bag William?” she yells into the phone. Bring on the freak out. Had I known Josie before I married William, I’m sure she would have fought me tooth and nail about marrying him. Probably would have dragged my ass out of the church. Maybe that would have been the best thing in that situation, but not now, not with Easton. He actually believes in me.
“Josie, I love you but shut your fucking mouth for a minute and listen to me. The only reason William kept me around for as long as he did was because he needed someone to take care of him. He didn’t want a wife, he wanted a servant. He didn’t want me to have kids or a career, outside of him, because it would mean he would have to do shit for himself. Easton believes in me, he wants me to have my dreams.”
“William told you the same damn thing for years. This guy just wants you to stick around because you are a good lay, and he can fuck you into doing whatever he wants. Don’t be so naïve, Laurie.”
The rage boils inside me till I can barely see straight. “You know what Josie? I’m getting real tired of your self-righteous bullshit. If you want to live alone for the rest of your life, fine, but don’t shit on my happiness to make yourself feel better. If you can’t be happy that I found someone who actually makes me happy and wants to take care of me, then I don’t ever want to see you again.” I hang up on her then turn off my phone and let out a frustrated growl.
“Everything okay, Angel?” Easton appears in the doorway of the foyer. My anger subsides when I see him. How could anyone stay pissed off after seeing him shirtless and wearing flannel pajama bottoms. Those pants are doing amazing things to his dick right now. Focus Laurie.
“I just had a fight with Josie. She thinks I’m being naïve about you.” I stand up from the stairs and drop my phone back into my purse. “She thinks you are only saying what I want to hear so you can keep me around to use as your own little sex toy.”
Easton strides over to me and slides his fingers under my chin, bringing my eyes up to his. “Everything I told you is true. I love you, Laurie, and I’m not just saying it to get into your pants. I mean it with every ounce of my being. It’s why I’ve been on the phone for the past two hours talking with a realtor and my contractor about possible locations for your bookstore.”
“You’ve been doing what?” My eyes widen in surprise.
“We think found a place that will be perfect but, of course, I want you to see it first because if you don’t love it then we will keep looking. I want this place to be everything you ever dreamed of.”
“I love you, Easton.” This is crazy and fast but I don’t care. I want Easton.
The tears begin to well up in my eyes. I knew in my heart I could trust him. “You are everything I ever dreamed of.” I drop my bag on the floor and wrap my arms around him. He dips his head down and softly kisses me.
“Come on, I have something I want to show you.” He takes my hand and leads me to a room just off the foyer. Once inside my mouth drops open and my breath hitches.
“You have a library.” I step further inside, trying to absorb all that I’m seeing. The walls are covered in floor to ceiling bookshelves, and there are books as far as the eye can see. Banking the big picture window are two big, comfy-looking lounge chairs. Two more chairs and a coffee table are set up in front of a fireplace. I feel like Belle in Beauty and the Beast right now.
“I knew you would like my reading room after I saw the suitcase of books back in your room at the lodge.”
“I could live in here,” I say running my hand along the shelves. I’ve always wanted a room where I could sit in peace and get lost in the pages. This has to be a dream, at any moment I’m going to wake up back in my room in Josie’s LA apartment. There is no way I found a man who can fuck like Easton and loves to read. I found the holy grail of men.
“I will just have to move our bed in here,” he says while watching me look through his collection. He moves over to one of the chairs by the fireplace and takes a seat. “You can lie in bed, naked of course, and read all the books you want while I eat that delicious pussy of yours.”
“You are the perfect man.” I grin at him from over my shoulder and take the copy of Sleeping Beauties from the shelf.
“What do you think you are doing?” he asks, as I take a seat in the chair across from him.
“I’m going to sit in this big, comfy seat and read this book,” I reply.
“The only place I want you sitting in here is right here with me.” He pats his lap.
I get up from the chair and take my rightful seat in Easton’s lap. He swings my legs over the side of the chair, then takes the book from my hands and opens it to the first chapter. He reads the first line in his deep, sexy voice and it sends my heart fluttering. If this man gets anymore swoon worthy my body is going to combust. I rest my head on his shoulder and listen to him read as he gently strokes my thigh. I could get use to this.
Chapter Ten
Laurie
I run my tongue up the thick vein in Easton’s cock, then swirl it around his fat tip. My body hums at the taste of the two of us, as I take him deep inside my mouth. Easton’s hands fist into my hair. He’s fighting for control, but I won’t let him have it. Not yet at least. He spent most of the morning and every morning for the past ten days giving my body the most mind-blowing pleasure I’ve ever experienced. It was time I returned the favor again.
His body tenses around me, cock pulsing in my mouth. The grunts and growls prompt me to take him deeper. His hips buck against my face. “Fuck, Laurie, I’m going to come,” he roars. His cum hits the back of my throat. I keep sucking and licking, coaxing every delicious drop he has to give me. I never thought I would say this but, I love sucking cock. I love sucking Easton’s cock. Watching him come undone because of me is the biggest turn on. I’m so wet right now, my thighs are slick. I lick him clean then kiss his tip before I stand up on the bed and turn my back to him. He runs his hands up the back of my thighs as I lower myself down, taking him oh so deep inside me. Those rough, hard-working hands grab hold of my ass, spreading me open.
Easton lets out a deep growl that makes my pussy clench around his length. “I love watching my cock own this pussy.” I love his filthy mouth.
I ride him nice and slow, giving him a good show of his big, thick cock sliding in and out of my slick cunt. And by the beastly sounds he’s making, he’s enjoying the show. His hands grip tighter and I smile, knowing he’s marking me. There isn’t an inch of me that he hasn’t marked. I look down at my body and see the red marks along my breast, and handprints on my hips from when he was fucking me from behind. Each one claiming me, making me his, wanting the world to know we belong together.
There once was a time when William was proud to say I was his wife, but when appearance and status became more important to him, he was embarrassed to say who I was. Easton proudly parades me around town, letting every single person who will listen know I’m his. He’s not embarrassed to hold my hand or kiss me in public. Hell, he won’t even hide it when he grabs my ass. He can’t keep his hands off me and I love it, I’m addicted to it. I need to feel him all ov
er me. I thought a love like this was just for people in the books I love to read so much. I was wrong, I was with the wrong person. Easton has opened me up to an all-consuming love. One full of passion and fire.
Easton’s thumb moves between my ass cheeks, circling my tight hole. “Get on your knees, Angel. I want be inside this tight ass of yours.”
My body hums with excitement. I move to my knees. The bed moves under the weight of Easton’s massive frame. His hands are on me again, spreading me open, licking me from clit to ass. My body relaxes against his tongue.
“You taste so good,” he groans as he eats me out.
He presses his tip at my tight ring, and I push back needing to feel him inside me. “So greedy.” He kisses up my spine as he pushes inside me. There is a slight pain that quickly shifts to pleasure. Once he’s fully seated inside me, he pauses, letting me adjust to him. “Now every part of you is mine.” He kisses between my shoulder blades.
∞∞∞
I stand at the kitchen window watching - more like drooling - into my coffee at the sight of Easton chopping wood. His muscles flex under the weight of the ax, and beads of sweat roll down the veins in his forearms. My mountain man, looking so damn hot.
A knock on the door pulls my attention away from Easton. I set my coffee cup down and walk over to the foyer. The wooden front door creeks as I open it and standing on the porch is Josie. I haven’t seen Josie since the night at the Lumberjack bash. The day after our fight, Malinda dropped off my suitcases at Easton’s. Just like Josie to turn and run instead of dealing with conflict.
“What are you doing here, Josie?”
“I came to apologize for being such a bitch to you about staying here with Easton,” she replies. She takes a step forward, like she’s trying to come inside, but I close the gap in the door.
“It took you ten days to realize this. You were the one that wanted me to get back out in the world, not let William win this divorce. I got back out there and found someone who makes me happy. Yes, it was fast, but it is right. I’m not being naïve, and I’m not being used. Easton is good and kind and he loves me and he wants to be with me, flaws and all.”
