hugh jackman/characters one shots/imagines

Logan is the groundskeeper and you like to watch him work - Part 4*

You don't even know how this happened, but you were shoved on to the wooden table in the garden shed, your dress shoved up to your waist, Logan's hands firm on your hips as his cock pounds up into you. Your head tilting back as moans fell from your mouth.

One moment he came in, whispering your name as his breath tickling your skin as he came up behind you. Logan's arms going on either side of you as he leant his body against your back. Your body molding to his as his hands moved from the bench to wrapping around your stomach, his face moving into your neck, rubbing his nose down your neck to you shoulder before kissing the spot where your arm and shoulder meet.

You pushed off the table, turning around his grasp, your hands coming to his neck as he pinned you against the table with his hips. "No ones home."

"Please fuck me, Logan."

"Don't gotta ask me twice." He grunted, his large hand coming up to slide his fingers into your hair and tugging you into his face. Your lips and teeth clashing as his tongue dips into your tongue while his other hand cups your cheek. He complete control over the movements of your face as molded your lips to his. "Need you so bad."

"C'mon take me." You pleaded, as his hands went to your hips, lifting you up on to the wooden table. Your hands coming down to work at his belt and tug at his denim pants. His hands going to the side of his pants and underwear and tugging them down. Logan's arm scooping around your waist, your arm coming up to steady yourself against his shoulder. He lifted one of your legs on to his waist as his fingers laced into the fabric of your panties, stretching the fabric away from your hot soaking core.

"This all for me?"

"Y-yeah." You panted, as his fingers played at your folds, your wetness collecting the tips of his fingers. Then he pulled the delicate material to the side of your sex. Then his large hand wrapping around his erect member and setting the tip at your entrance. A light groan falling from his lips as he collected your arousal around his sensitive head. That's when his hips moved forward as his tip entered your cunt, soaking him and gripping him like a glove. He moaned into your mouth, hotly. The sound shooting straight to your core as his beard rubbed against your face.

"So fucking dirty, letting me fuck you in a shed." His voice rumbled against your mouth, your mouth sloppily as you tried to kiss his lips while he slowly pulled you down further on his thick cock.