10. Fiona

10

FIONA

" I t's beautiful up here," I whisper as Forest parks his truck in front of his cabin. It's a classic rustic log cabin with a wrap-around porch and a beautiful bay window that I just know has the best view of the sunset. "What's that?" I point to a smaller building off to the side.

"My workshop," he says proudly.

"Can I have a tour? I'd love to see what you're working on."

"I don't know," he says, lifting a brow and looking me up and down. "I'm not sure my work is up to the scrutiny of an interior designer who just graduated with her degree."

I roll my eyes at his dramatic statement. "I haven't graduated yet, I just completed my assignments."

"Same thing. The rest is just a technicality."

I laugh and Forest smiles, his blue eyes twinkling with joy. We've officially been together for a few weeks now. Jett went back to Texas after spending the night with us at Samantha's house. He gets tripped up sometimes when he hears me mention Forest, but overall, he's handling our relationship well.

Forest hops out of his truck before coming around to my side and opening the door. He helps me out, then spins me around and dips me backward, ghosting his nose and lips up and down my throat. "I'm so happy to have you here," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss onto my pulse point.

He sets me upright once more, then takes my hand in his. "Can I take the tour now?" I ask.

"Of course. What would you like to see first?"

"The workshop," I answer without hesitating.

Forest nods and we walk down the path leading from the cabin to the smaller structure a few dozen feet away. When we step inside, my mouth drops open as I survey his inventory, including the piece he has on the workbench at the moment.

I skim my fingers over the sanded and stained wood, following the elegant curves of the chair legs. "You're so talented," I whisper, looking over my shoulder at him.

Forest steps up behind me, sliding his arms around my waist while nuzzling into the side of my neck. "I have a feeling you're going to inspire me to make all kinds of things. Maybe I'll carve an image of you to memorialize your perfection."

I roll my eyes, but Forest captures my lips with his before I can protest.

"You're right," he says once we break apart. "I couldn't do you justice."

"Show me more," I insist. "How much property do you have? Can I see the backyard?"

"Whatever you wish," he murmurs, kissing my cheek before lacing our fingers together. Forest leads me outside, where he has a greenhouse and a log-chopping set-up. The land is seemingly endless, stretching across mountains and valleys until it fades into the skyline.

"It's incredible. I think I might love this property more than I love you," I joke.

Forest smirks, then tugs on my arm, turning me to face him. "Do you love me and this property enough to move in with me?"

I blink at him a few times, replaying his words in my head.

"I know it's fast," he continues, taking my silence for doubt. I'm more shocked than anything else. "I was just thinking the lease for your apartment is up soon and now that you don't have to go to classes, you'll have a more open schedule. It's a lot to take in, but I also wanted to discuss expanding my business to include an interior design expert. You could talk with clients and review photos of their space, suggest different pieces, whatever you think would be helpful."

My jaw is hanging open, my eyes widening with each word that falls from his lips.

"You… want me to… move in? And partner with you in your business?" I repeat, wanting to make sure I heard him correctly.

"If you want." Forest shifts his weight from one foot to the other, crossing and uncrossing his arms. He's nervous. He has no reason to be. I can't believe he's offering me this dream house on a beautiful plot of land and a job.

"I don't want to crowd your space," I say, nibbling on my bottom lip. "I mean, moving in and immediately joining your business… Won't you get tired of me? That's like, your whole life."

Forest freezes, then turns to me, taking both of my hands in his. " You , Fiona. You are my whole life now. I want to share these things with you. I want you with me, always. If it's too much, too soon, just tell me. I can slow down. I think. Maybe. I can try."

I beam up at my man, tears gathering in my eyes. "I want everything with you," I tell him.

"Are you sure?"

Instead of answering, I hold my hand out for him to take. Forest gives me a questioning look but gives me his hand.

I lead him to the nearest oak tree and place my hands on the trunk, bending over slightly. I look over my shoulder at Forest as understanding flashes across his eyes, quickly followed by heat and lust.

He steps into me and places his hands on my hips, covering me with his body. His cock presses against my ass and I can't wait for what's to come. I'm shaking with anticipation, my lust making it hard to breathe. I grind my ass on him and he sinks his teeth into my shoulder, causing me to throw my head back and moan.

"Goddamn, Fiona, is this what you want? Want me to fuck you out here against this tree?"

"It's kind of our thing, right?" I breathe out as he nips the side of my neck and then kisses me there. "The river, the back of your truck… maybe we're secret voyeurs."

"That's kind of an oxymoron, isn't it?"

"Do you really want to argue about grammar right now? Or do you want to give us what we both want?"

"Gonna fuck you nice and hard, baby girl. Gonna give you everything you're asking for." His hands slide from my hips to my breasts, kneading and squeezing them. One hand snakes lower, sliding down my waist and then reaching down to pull the hem of my dress up. I can't wait for him to find my surprise.

When he brushes his fingers over my bare pussy, Forest growls into my skin.

"Fucking hell, you're not wearing any panties." He swipes a finger through my slit, landing on my clit and rubbing it lazily.

I buck my hips and try to catch my breath. "Oops," I force out as he works me up.

"I don't know whether to spank you or fuck you."

"Why not both?" I say between gasping and moaning as he blurs his fingers over my swollen bundle of nerves. "Oh, fuck!" I shout when he plunges two fingers into my entrance, curling them up to hit my most sensitive spot.

Forest continues pumping his fingers in and out while grinding the palm of his hand on my clit. I'm so close, so fucking close. It's not going to take much to push me over the edge.

"Yes, yes, yes, fuck, Forest, don't stop, I'm…" Suddenly, he pulls his hand away. "Noooo…" I groan. His absence is literally painful, my pussy crying out for release. I hear him unzip his pants and shove them down as he flips my dress up to reveal my bare ass. Then, he spanks me. Hard. "Oh, shit !" I moan.

"You like that, Fiona? Like when I spank you?"

"Yes," I confess.

"So goddamn perfect for me."

He smacks my other cheek and I cry out as the sting travels through my body, setting every part of me on fire. I didn't know I was into this, but, fuck. I am. I so am.

He rubs his cock between my cheeks, then through my soaking folds. He spanks me again and my pussy lips flutter around his dick.

"Fuck, baby girl, that's so fucking hot, shiiiit ," he groans the last word.

He's working me up again, between the spanking and the head of his cock bumping my clit, I'm about to combust. "Forest, please, please , I need to come," I beg.

He glides his shaft along my pussy one more time. I'm almost there, one more touch and I know I'll lose control.

He pulls back and I cry out in frustration until I feel him slam his cock in my entrance in one hard thrust, hitting my G-spot. I come instantly and so fucking hard. Forest's arm winds around my waist, holding me steady as I lose myself.

I throw my head back in a silent scream. All the air feels like it's been sucked out of my lungs as my body jerks, my pussy throbbing around Forest's cock, sucking him deeper into me. My muscles tense, squeeze, and release, over and over again. I'm lost, floating in some other world until Forest's voice brings me back.

"Jesus, you feel so good. Your pussy is eating me up, fuck, fuck , baby girl, I have to move."

I nod my head, still catching my breath when he pulls out of me and slams back inside. Again and again, one orgasm rolls into another as he sets a punishing pace.

"Forest… Forest…," is apparently all I can say.

His hands move to my ass, spreading my cheeks apart. "Love watching your pretty pussy swallow my dick, baby. Gets me so hard just thinking about it," he says in a gravelly, breathless voice as he thrusts in and out of me.

Forest drapes his body over mine, his hands finding mine and twining our fingers together. He pistons in and out of me and kisses a trail up my back, over my shoulder, and up my neck to my ear.

"Are you gonna come with me, love? I need you right here with me."

One hand reaches down between my legs and he furiously rubs my clit as he rakes his teeth over my shoulder. My body is completely under his control as he works me over, playing me like an instrument. My muscles grow tight, the pressure in my belly expanding with each thrust, each swipe of his finger on my over-sensitized ball of nerves.

So close, I'm so close, my body vibrating, humming with the need for release, the need for him to break me apart and put me back together.

"Come for me, Fiona. Come on my big cock. I need it, baby girl. Fuck!"

He pinches my clit and I scream my orgasm, not caring who can hear me. Forest comes at the same time, his dick pulsing as my dripping wet cunt convulses and swallows every drop of cum he shoots into me.

Forest pulls out and spins me around so my back is resting on the trunk of the tree. He quickly tucks himself back into his pants and kneels before me. Flipping my dress up, he nudges my legs apart and licks our combined passion leaking down my thighs, cleaning me up with his tongue.

My legs are still shaking as he reaches my center. He sticks his tongue in my tight hole, lapping up every drop. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder as he holds my hips in place. Forest's tongue flattens as he licks up my slit, and I buck my hips when he bumps my clit.

"Forest! I can't, I can't…" I protest. "It's too much…"

He growls, the lust-filled sound vibrating through me. There is a feral look in his eye when he lifts his head up, meeting my gaze.

"Not enough, baby girl. Not nearly enough," is all he says before diving back in.

Forest devours me like I'm his last meal. I didn't think I could fall over the edge again, but I find myself gripping his hair and shoving him closer, practically suffocating him with my pussy. I don't know where this desperate need comes from, but suddenly I need to come again. Need it like my next breath.

"One more, Fiona, give me one more, need to see one more from you, baby girl."

He nips and licks my sensitive nub, batting it around as I squirm in his powerful grasp. Forest sucks me into his mouth and bites my clit. Game over.

My back arches off the tree as yet another orgasm rockets through my body. I fall forward as my muscles convulse again and again, all of the energy drained from me. If not for Forest placing his hand on my stomach, I would fall right over.

He swallows down the last of my honey and then puts my dress back in place. Standing up, he takes my limp body in his arms and kisses me with such a forceful passion, that I have to break away just to catch my breath.

We're both breathing hard, still coming down. The only thing keeping me from collapsing on the ground is Forest's strong arms holding me up, pulling me closer, resting his forehead on mine.

"How's that for your answer?" I ask, still panting.

"What was the question?" Forest is slurring his words, which makes me smile. I like knowing I can give him a workout.

"You asked if I'm sure of my choice to accept your offer. So, officially, yes, I'm sure I want to move up here. I'm sure I want to go into business with you. I'm sure I love you. I'm sure I want to spend the rest of my life with you if you'll have me."

"Sweetest fucking words I've ever heard," Forest rasps. "But you still haven't seen the inside of the cabin. It might be a deal-breaker."

I laugh and swat his chest, both of us taking a step back to get some fresh air. "I know an interior designer and a furniture maker who can work wonders on anything they set their minds to. I'm sure they can handle it."

We're both grinning like fools at each other as we walk up to the cabin. I don't care what's inside the cabin, I only care that Forest invited me into his life and wants to share it with me. I can't wait for our future to begin.