Chapter 14

They pulled up in front of a small log cabin and Jake turned off the engine in his old truck. Because it was pitch black, Jamie couldn’t see much of her surroundings, but the crescent moon illuminated a large stand of trees about 20 yards away. A nearby hooting owl startled her, and when a wolf howled in the far distance, she desperately looked for Jake, who was coming around to her side. She grabbed his hand when he opened her door and gave it a death-grip squeeze. “You okay, honey?” he asked.

“I ... I think so.”

“City girls,” he gently teased. He took her bag, and they walked up to the front door. He opened it and flipped a switch. She heard the hum as a generator came to life and a dim light illuminated the room. He watched as her eyes roamed over the space. “So, whaddya think?”

“It’s ... ummm ... rustic?”

He laughed. “Yeah, I’m still working on it.” Jake’s log cabin wasn’t that large, maybe 500 square feet of space, and there was only one room. She did notice a door to her right that she assumed was to the bathroom. There was a large fireplace in the center of one wall complete with two older-looking chairs in front of it. The kitchen looked like it was about halfway to being completed, but he did have a small refrigerator. There was a myriad of small construction tools stacked up against the wall in the far corner. A queen-size bed on the other side of the room with small wooden nightstands and an old armoire completed the furnishings.

When Jake looked at her, he noticed that she was gently shivering from the cold crisp night air. “I’ll start a fire to get you warmed up.” He began gathering kindling and sticks and piling them into the fireplace. “I left the food in the truck, it’ll be cold enough out there tonight, unless you want to go get something?”

“I’m not going back out there,” she whispered. She sat in one of the chairs, wrapped a big fuzzy blanket around herself, and then watched Jake start a fire. After about ten minutes, the roaring blaze radiated enough heat that Jamie began warming up in earnest. When he took a seat in the other chair beside her, she stood up and slipped onto his lap, and he wrapped his arms tightly around her.

“So, rustic, huh?” he said.

She smiled and then rested her head on his chest. “Yes, it’s rustic.” She thought for a moment. “Would bucolic make you feel any better?”

He laughed. “I don’t know, maybe?”

She snuggled tighter against him. “I love it, Jake.” It amazed him that no matter what position he held her in, she could perfectly mold herself against his body. He moved his hand and slid it over her exposed thigh, and even though the room was warming up nicely his touch sent a whole different type of shiver through her body. “I think you said something earlier about ravaging me,” she purred.

“Stand up, Jamie,” he said huskily. She gently pushed herself away from him and looked deep into his eyes. “Now, undress for me.”

This ... is not what I was expecting. Keeping her eyes locked on his, she slowly reached behind and worked the zipper south, and her little dress fell to the floor. His lustful eyes traveled over her large breasts, and she could feel the heat of the fire radiate against her delicate flesh. His eyes moved lower and were fixed between her legs. “Turn towards the fire just a little?” he asked. “It’s making shadows on you and I can’t see what I need to see.”

She gave a small smile and turned so the firelight danced over her sex. Jake grinned. “Where did that sexy red bush go?”

“I wanted to surprise you, Daddy,” she cooed.

“That’s such a beautiful bald pussy,” he said wantonly. Her breasts were rising and falling with each labored breath that she took. The lips of her vagina were swollen and engorged and glistening with moisture. “Touch yourself for me, baby,” he whispered.

A little blush broke over her face. She’d never been comfortable with her body, and the thought of touching herself in front of anyone had never even entered her mind; but as she looked into Jake’s lustful eyes, a calm fell over her. He loves my body, and I want to please him more than anything. I can do this ... you got this, girl... She closed her eyes and opened her legs. As her hands moved to her breasts, she heard him lower his zipper. She began pinching and pulling her erect nipples away from her breasts, and she felt little bolts of lighting course through her body.

“Open your eyes, honey,” he whispered. When she opened them, her eyes gravitated between his legs. He had his big cock in his hand and was slowly stroking its length as he drank her in.

He loves this; he loves watching me. She opened her legs just a little further and ran her hands down her smooth flat stomach. She kept her eyes on his and let out a little moan when she dipped two fingers deep into her vagina. Slowly she worked them in and out as he began stroking his cock just a little faster. He could smell her now and little sloshing noises emanated from between her legs. Her body exploded when her thumb rubbed her clit and a powerful orgasm washed through her.

As her senses returned, he quickly stood up, walked over to the bed, and grabbed several oversized comforters. He walked back over to her and spread them out in front of the fireplace. Then he took her in his arms and they exchanged a hot passionate kiss. While their tongues urgently played inside each other’s mouths, she grabbed his shirt and tore it open, the little buttons flying all over the room. With her assistance, his jeans and underwear lay in a pile between them ... and his engorged cock stood at attention.

She reached down and began to gently stroke it. He felt so good in her hand, and she loved hearing his little moans, which told her that he loved everything she was doing. “Will you get on your hands and knees for me, baby?” he said.

“Yes, Daddy,” she cooed. She dropped down onto the pile of comforters, opening her legs wide.

“Like this?”

Jake had to clear his throat as he got in behind her. “Yes, baby. Drop down onto your elbows ... that’s my girl. Damn, I wish I had a camera...”

A little shiver coursed through her. No one had ever asked to take pictures of her before, but it sounded so... naughty. A thought flashed through her mind: He really means what he said; he loves how I look.

He took his cock in his hand at the base and ran the head through the wet lips of her vagina, splitting them. She thought of asking him to go slow again for a brief moment, but she trusted him and knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

Jamie let out a little moan when he eased himself inside her. She felt so tight, like a warm wet glove that was made only for him. He pushed deeper into her, opening and simultaneously filling her, and she let out a little gasp. “You feel so good inside me,” she murmured. He made one more push forward and their bodies gently rested together. Just as she knew he would, he was being patient, and he gave her a few seconds to adjust to his girth. “Are you okay, baby?” he asked.

Little tingles were already coursing through her, and she had to focus on being able to answer him. “Yes, Daddy, I love this.” He eased back and then slowly moved forward, and it nearly took her breath away. He was so thick, his member was perfectly caressing her clit, and little bolts of lighting were already shooting through her core. As he slowly picked up the pace, it felt like she was slipping in and out of consciousness. Sex had never been this good for her; it was never anything like this. Chad would be finished by now. “Just a little faster,” she moaned.

He placed his hands on her hips for additional leverage and began thrusting into her harder and faster. As her body opened up and adjusted to accommodate him, she pushed her hips back, meeting his hard thrusts. Once he could see she wasn’t in any peril, the gloves came off. He started rutting into her incredibly hard, which nearly pushed the oxygen out of her lungs. Instantly, her body began to climb. He leaned forward, reached around, and roughly pinched her nipples. It felt like a bomb had gone off inside her as her orgasm rocked her to her core.

When her awareness began to return she realized Jake was rutting into her hard and fast. Their bodies slapped together and the sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoed off the cabin’s walls, the small space now taking on the scent of her pussy. He grabbed a handful of thick locks of her fiery red hair and pulled, jerking her head back and pulling her until her body was upright with his. He reached around and began rubbing her clit while he pounded her out. Her orgasms hit one after the other in rapid succession, and she found it nearly impossible to keep the air in her lungs. She felt his body stiffen between her releases, and she heard his breathing quicken. “I ... I ... I can’t hold it back,” he groaned.

“Inside me ... please ... inside me,” she whimpered. As the aftershocks of her last orgasm rolled through her, she felt thick heavy spurts of semen gush into her womb. He collapsed forward onto her, and they both sank to the floor, struggling to regain control of their breathing. Eventually, he slipped off of her but pulled her close to his side. As their sweat sensually mixed together, he leaned in and they shared a long deep kiss. Then his eyes met hers.

“Jamie, I got carried away, I didn’t mean to be so rou–”

She raised her fingers to his lips, which silenced him. “No, it was perfect and I loved it,” she whispered. Her two other lovers had treated her like a fragile, helpless little china doll. She never knew a man could be like this ... that sex could be like this ... that it could ever be so incredibly amazing. Just like the other night in that hotel room, he was continuing to awaken something deep inside her, and she wasn’t confident that she could go back to the way things were with Chad.

“As long as I didn’t...”

“Shhhhh ... perfect.” He pulled her even closer, and she rested her head on his muscled chest. Even in the middle of the dark, scary woods, he made her feel safe, protected, and ... cherished? Yes... cherished.

“Thank you,” Jamie said as Jake handed her a glass of white wine for them to share. It wasn’t a fancy glass, but it was clean, and the wine warmed her from the inside as she sipped it with him. They snuggled back under some of the comforters in front of the fire. Jamie set the wine down gently. “And thank you ... for this.”

“For ... what?”

“This evening, the cabin, the fire, the lovemaking, it’s all very romantic. I don’t ... really get this kind of treatment much.” Or at all, ever. She nuzzled her head into his hairy chest.

Jake kissed the top of her head. “If you think a dank cabin in the middle of nowhere is romantic, wait till you see what I have in store for you tomorrow!”

“I’m being serious, Jake. This means a lot to me.”

He tilted her head up and kissed her softly, lovingly. “This means a lot to me, too,” he whispered.

“But, since you brought it up, what’s on for tomorrow?”

“Well!” his voice perked up. “In between the vast amounts of sex we’ll have, I thought you could help me with some construction.”

“Oh, wow, you’d let me help you with construction? No wonder the women fawn all over you!” They both shared a little laugh. “Okay ... construction and then?”

“Then maybe we go fishin’ in the afternoon and catch our dinner.” In an instant little tears filled her eyes and she quickly wiped them away. Jake saw that he’d somehow touched a nerve. “Baby, if you don’t want to fish we don’t–”