Bearly Living: Foxhollow Den #1 (Alaskan Den Men) Read Online Free Page B

know the sex will be worth the trade? Maybe I need a taste orgasm to see if I’m buying what you’re selling.”
    Grant moved to her with the speed of a hawk-owl catching its prey and pushed her back onto the thick blanket. His body covered hers and his mouth hovered above her parted lips. The heat of her breath grazed his face. Her pupils dilated, and the bright evening sunlight highlighted the flecks of gold accenting her brown eyes. “I think a taste is a perfect idea. I’ve wanted to taste you since the second you stormed into the hardware store. All fury and wild temper.”
    He reached for the hem of her blue dress and pulled it to her waist, immediately pleased she’d told the truth about her missing underwear. He knew exactly where he’d start with his taste. He sat back on his knees and absorbed the beauty of her half naked body. A small triangular patch of blonde hair accompanied her sex. He coaxed her legs into a bent position to have a better view of her folds.
    Perfection.
    He worked a trail of kisses down the inside of one thigh and stopped just before reaching her center. A soft moan escaped her lips. He gave the same treatment to her opposite thigh and once again stopped short, deciding to work his way back up with his tongue. Her hips jerked in response.
    Good.
    He sucked on the inside of her thigh and at the same time teased a circle around her clit with his index finger. Her hips squirmed under the gentle pressure.
    “More,” she said.
    Grant chose another area on her thigh to assault with his mouth and replaced his finger with his thumb. He pressed harder, and she moaned louder in response.
    “I could spend days on your thighs,” he said between kisses.
    “Days?”
    “Oh yeah. Your curves are more delicious than any basketful of sugary sweets.” Cheesy shit, but he meant every word. Sliding his thumb across her crease, he reveled in how wet she’d become. His cock pushed hard against his pants, but he wasn’t ready to fill her yet. Instead he slid his index finger inside her folds and began a slow in-and-out rhythm. All the way in and all the way out.
    Bobbie grabbed the blanket and moved her hips against his hand every time he pushed his finger deep inside her.
    “Faster,” she ordered between pants.
    He slid in a second finger and increased his speed. When she pushed hard against him, he placed his free hand on her stomach to hold her in place. The walls of her sex tightened around his fingers, and he added one more, stretching her further.
    “Yes!” She moaned loud and full, filling the air around them with her voice.
    Her body fought against his hand, but he held her steady. Grant latched on to her thigh near her sex and sucked hard. She came against his hand, and the powerful throbbing of the walls of her sex swelled, engulfing his fingers in hot sex.
    When the pulsing slowed to a stop, Grant leaned back and observed his handy work. A dark purple hickey spotted her inner thigh. Bobbie’s deep breaths lifted her breasts up against the dress still covering her upper torso. The light breeze moved her hair across her forehead.
    Her lips curved into a smile. “I agree to bear lessons in exchange for many more of those.”
    “Good. Because that teaser is nothing compared to what’s coming next.”
    Grant paused a moment to take in her beauty. Tan curves proved she liked spending time outdoors whether she admitted it or not. Bobbie would probably be happiest on the beach or hiking in a park and not even realize it was the bear pulling her towards those excursions to nature.
    His cock throbbed, but he didn’t want to rush. Once he took off his pants, once he entered her, claimed her for his own, there’d be something more between them than a hot, summer fling. They’d be connected on a much deeper level. He knew this because when he looked in her eyes, he felt a level of contentment he knew he’d never feel with anyone else.
    “Why are you looking at me like that?”
    “Like