Disclaimer: I do not own Janet's fabulous characters. I am merely playing with them for a while.
Chapter 3
Evan was sitting on the couch watching a show on Discovery Channel about loggers, he chuckled as he watched one of the fallers land a tree on top of the greenhorn's truck. "I don't know how they do it? I mean, I understand the whole concept of cutting the tree to land where you want it, but who in their right mind would stand so damn close to the thing?"
"Baby. It's not that bad." He turned to look at me with his eyebrows raised.
"How do know that?" He asked.
"I knew a girl in college, Molly. Her dad and brother worked as loggers in Northern California, cutting redwoods. She invited me to go with her for a week over summer break, and so I got a crash course in logging. She lent me a pair of her high boots, a set of her spikes and gloves. We spent the entire week working with her dad, her brother and their crew clearing a section of the forest. He taught me how to run the landing, set chokers, climb a tree with spikes and ropes, and the last day he taught me how to fall a tree." His expression was priceless. His mouth hung open and his eyes wide as saucers. "What?"
"You did all that?" He queried, unsure if I was yanking his chain or not.
"No, honest. Mr. Turner made us work our asses off. I got back to her house every night completely caked in mud, my legs felt like jello from setting chokers and my arms felt like they were going to fall off. But, it didn't suck as much as it sounds. By the end of the week, Mr. Turner said I had job with him whenever I wanted one. Apparently I had a knack for landing my trees pretty well." I chuckled, flexing my arm, "And I do have to say I had a smoking hot body after that week."
"Angel, you have a smoking hot body right now." He rose up and stalked his way over to me, I feigned fear and ran into the bedroom. He followed me, stepping silently across the lush carpet. "Angel." He called to me taunting me. We liked to play a version of hide and seek, I hid and he would seek me out, then an incredibly hot round of lovemaking would follow. I had managed to find a spot in the back of the closet, behind his gunsafe that I could squeeze behind to hide. He had yet to figure out where I was hiding, as he crept into the bathroom. I snuck out of the closet and noiselessly crept into the kitchen. I leaned against the counter sipping my orange juice waiting for him to find me. A few seconds later he sighed, and I heard his muffled voice, "Okay, Angel. You win. I give up. Where are you?" I giggled, giving away my position in the kitchen. He came out with a puzzled look on his face, "How the hell did you get in here?" He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to our bedroom.
"That's for me to know and you never to find out." I teased, tousling his short cropped high and tight. He bent his head down capturing my lips with his, his lips were soft and supple, making me want to nibble. The low moan that erupted from him was all I needed to know he was more than ready to take me to bed. "Baby make love to me."
He gently set me on the bed, I scooted up towards the headboard after I kicked off my boots and socks. He stood over me, watching, licking his lips. "Angel, you look good enough to eat." I felt the first flames of desire start to grow within me and I shivered, wanting to feel his mouth all over my body. He tugged his shirt off over his head, giving me a grand view of his broad, well muscled chest. Evan lowered himself beside me, molded his body to mine and kissed my shoulder. I shuddered and gave a low moan. Evan used his teeth to tug at my earlobe sending my body into overdrive. I pushed him onto his back, ran my tongue along the crest of his shoulder and down to his chest. I captured a nipple in my mouth, suckling and laving it into a hard nub. I switched to his other nipple and teased it into a stiff peak. I rolled them both between my fingers after I raised my lips to kiss his Adams apple.
My hands reached down, unbuckled his belt, then unbuttoned and unzipped his cargos. Knowing he liked going commando, I flayed the fly open to reveal his rock hard erection, standing tall. I ran a fingertip over the swollen tip, after collecting the drop of clear fluid from the end with the tip of my finger, I brought it to my mouth. He made a strangled groan as he watched me taste him. "Yum." I teased him and watched as his hard shaft began to bounce with need. I wrapped my hands around his dick and his sack, giving them each a small squeeze. He hissed out, and closed his eyes, obviously enjoying the feeling. With my head lowered, I snaked my tongue out and licked the very tip of his dick. He shuddered and placed both of his hands onto the back of my head. I slid him fully into my mouth and swallowed, he jerked slightly, engulfed with the feeling of my mouth. I moved my head up and down bringing him close to cumming, when I felt his muscles tighten, I backed off and rocked back onto my heels.
"Angel, God!" His voice was thick and his eyes hooded with desire. I slipped my shirt and cargos off while he shed his pants, boots and socks off. I lay there in nothing but my lacy demi-bra and lace thong. He rolled on top of me, brushing his lips over mine and traced my bottom lip with his tongue. I slid mine out to touch his, they danced together for what seemed like hours, before he claimed my whole mouth with his. I felt the flames grow into a huge fire, my body began to tingle and feel warm all over. I wrapped my arms around his neck holding him close, kissing his back with as much fervor as he did. His hand ghosted down my neck to my chest and around my back unhooking my bra with quick efficiency. He tugged it off, exposing my breasts to the cold air. The nipples puckered into rosy buds, begging to be touched by his mouth. He enslaved my nipples with his hot and steamy mouth, laving them with his tongue and nibbling with his teeth. I cried out as the first waves of pleasure rippled over me, he hadn't even penetrated me yet and I had already had an orgasm. As he watched me shake with every contraction, he whispered, "You are my heart and soul. I was made to love you."
Evan slid his hand down to my thong and ripped the lace away, as it was the last barrier between our coupling. I sighed, knowing I would have to make another trip to Victoria's Secret soon to replace all the panties he had ripped in the last few weeks. His finger slid down to the juncture of my thighs and moved in between my legs. I moaned, writhing with pleasure. "Evan!"
He gently nudged my legs apart and settled his head between my thighs. He lowered his head and licked up my already wet slit. I arched my back in response to the intense feeling. He used his teeth to tease my clit out of it's hood, his tongue formed circles and flicked back and forth, throwing me into one of the greatest orgasms I had ever had. I nearly shot off of the bed and let loose an animalistic sound. It produced an instinctual response in his body, he scrambled up my body, wedging his hips against my thighs. The head of his rock hard erection hovered at my slick entrance, I begged for his to take me, "Evan please. Please!"
He slid into me slowly, allowing my to adjust to his massive. I threw my head back, loving the feeling of having in me fully, he rocked his hips back drawing himself nearly out of me. I whimpered at the loss of his manhood, before he began to thrust inside me deeply. I raked my fingernails down his back, biting his chest as he pounded into me. He felt me crest the peak, as I climaxed he whispered into my ear, "Angel, I am yours. I will love you until the day I die and beyond."
He flipped onto his back, keeping himself seated deeply within me. I moaned, my eyes barely open, my breath came in short gasps. I rocked back and forth, leaned backwards to place my hands onto his thighs and felt totally on fire as he drove deeper inside me. The raging inferno inside me begged to be released, I felt myself tighten, as I straddled him. His sack tightened as his body prepared to spill his seed deep within me.
Evan's breathing changed into frenzied grunts and gasps, I opened my eyes wide, grabbed his face between the palms of my hands and forced him to look deep into my eyes. As our souls connected, my body was rocked with the most intense waves of pleasure I had ever felt. I fell over the edge with the most excruciatingly magnified release I ever had in my life. I saw stars and fireworks beneath my eyelids as I slid into the exquisite sensation of floating on a sea of warm liquid pleasure. I contracted time and time again, causing him to drop over the edge and achieve his own climax. My contractions milked from him everything he had, my body vibrated with every contraction, as his quaked with every pulse of his shaft. I slumped over onto his chest, his arms encircling me in a protective hug. We lay there with me straddling him for a long while, him still inside me.
I fought the urge to fall asleep, as I watched him bask in his afterglow. "Evan. I love you."
"I love you too Angel."
"Evan?"
"Hmm?"
"You're going to be a great Daddy." I murmured as I was overcome with sleep.
Evan gently rolled me onto my side and cuddled up to me, spooning against my backside. "You are going to be the greatest Mommy, Angel." As he drifted off into his own dreamland, he mumbled, "I can see how you got pregnant right away. My boys are overachievers!" He gently laughed himself to sleep.
We awoke sometime after supper time and both our stomachs growled with hunger. "Time to feed the beast!" Evan teased, twirling one of my nipples with his fingertips.
I sucked in a breath and slapped his hand away, "You better knock that off and feed me or you'll have one unhappy baby." I patted my stomach and looked up to see him chuckling.
"Yes, Mommy." Evan dressed in a pair of sweatpants, a pullover and flip flops and left the room to retrieve supper from the break room. Before he came back I had pulled on a pair of smiley face boxers as well as one of Evan's old t-shirts, I plopped myself onto the couch and flipped the tv on to find something interesting to watch. I had settled on Sons of Guns and observed Evan return with two trays full of food. We ate in silence watching one of his favorite shows, and soon found ourselves snuggling together on the couch, snoozing.
My alarm on my cell phone woke me up around 1930, I stretched my arms and legs wide, growling in the process. "Angel, you do that again, and I'm going to drag your ass back to the bedroom." He whispered into my ear.
"Evan, I can't". I stood up and raced into the bedroom, pulled open my panty drawer and turned to see Evan watching me. "I have my fitting tonight with Ella at 2000. I can't be late. Now get out of my way Daddy. Mommy has to get her unmentionables ready to take with her." I grabbed a bag and stuffed my bra and a pair of 4 inch FMP's in and made a mad dash for the door.
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