“Anytime you need that itch scratching, I’m your man,” Bear said. Bear buttoned his jeans, smiling. “You can clean up in the bathroom. I’ll distract Shee from coming here.” Shee? Damn, we hadn’t even made it to Bear’s room; we were in Shee’s? Red embarrassment swept up my throat.
“Oh,” I muttered.
“Don’t worry, Shee can sleep in my room tonight,” Bear said and winked before leaving the room. I cleaned up, refusing to glance at the crumpled sheets and snuck out quietly. I grabbed Kelly and made a hasty exit, knowing Bear’s eyes were firmly focused on me.
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“It’s just sex,” I gasped as I shoved Bear into my hotel room. I’d been forced into Bear’s company all day as he took me around the Hellfire businesses. Bear’s tight ass and knowing what the front of his jeans contained had driven me into a frenzy. I’d invited Bear back to the hotel room and had dragged his head down for a kiss before the elevator doors had even shut. Bear kicked the hotel door shut behind him and lifted me. I wrapped my legs around Bear as he broke the kiss.
“Which bedroom?” Bear asked, and I pointed. Quick strides took us there, and Bear placed me on the floor near the bed. Instantly I shoved Bear back, and he collapsed onto it as I leant over and undid his buttons. I yanked out Bear’s heavy, hard cock and straddled him, moving my thong to one side. With a heartfelt cry, I slid him into me, and one of Bear’s hands cupped my hip. His other rose to play with my breasts as I rode him frantically.
“Need you, need this,” I gritted out as Bear’s other hand clasped my hip, and he held me tightly, thrusting deep.
“Fuck me,” Bear cried as I leant forward and placed my hands on his chest. I slammed onto his cock, and each time a mew left my mouth. Bear filled me like no other man had, and I was fast becoming addicted to Bear’s cock. I took his mouth in a fervent kiss; as Bear’s cock slammed so hard against me, I thought he’d split me open. In passion, I threw my head back and screamed as I came. Moments later, Bear followed me and collapsed back against the bed. I fell on his chest, my breath shuddering and sweat dripping down my back. Bear grunted as his cock softened. Long minutes passed as we tried to control our breathing.
“Shit, we have to stop doing this,” I gasped finally.
“Like fuck,” Bear muttered his cock hardening again. Bear lifted me off him and tipped me onto my hands and knees, and rose up behind me. Jeans rubbed against my legs as Bear opened my thighs and slid between them. He lifted my skirt over my hips so he could see my bare ass.
“Hold on to the headboard,” Bear ordered, and I did as I was told. I could feel Bear’s cock poking at my entrance, and emptiness was sweeping through me. Moments later, I let out a piercing cry as Bear entered from behind, filling me. I pushed back against him, and Bear slapped my ass. I froze, startled, but a thrust made me moan, and Bear began pounding into me. Every so often, a hand slapped an ass cheek.
“Fuck me, I love seeing this,” Bear muttered through gritted teeth as he soothed a hand over my ass. “Red and plump, beautiful.” A hand cracked against my skin again, and I cried out. Bear curved his long frame around me, and a hand grasped my bouncing breast as Bear used the angle to go deeper into me. Balls slapped against my clit, and I cried out, needing release. A hand slid down and casually flicked my clit, and I spiralled into an orgasm I didn’t know was possible. Bear pumped hard a few more times and found his own release. We collapsed on our sides, hot and sweaty. Bloody hell, was I becoming addicted to sex with Bear?
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“Hold on tight, Thalia,” Bear rasped against my ear. He’d taken me out on the back of his bike this morning for a ride to a bar called Magic’s. The owner, also called Magic, an enormous mountain, much like Bear, had taken one glance at me and swept me into a hug before patting my stomach. Magic had been stunned when Bear explained I wasn’t Clio but her sister. Bear informed me that Magic was the man who’d taken a bullet for Clio.
Magic had narrowed his eyes and questioned me for an hour. Bear had been silently amused as I answered Magic’s questions, including being brutally honest about my earlier brattish behaviour. Magic hadn’t been impressed by that and had glowered for a full ten minutes. Bear had come to my rescue and told Magic I was desperately trying to make amends.
Magic kept sending Bear sideways glances after realising I’d arrived on the back of Bear’s bike. What was wrong with that? After spending most of the morning there, Bear had taken me for a ride in the Black Hills, parking at a beautiful spot overlooking the trees. I saw glimmers of blue before Bear hauled me into his arms and kissed me soundly.
My hands were holding on to the seat of the bike, and Bear had bent me over and ripped my jeans down and was standing behind me. Bear pushed my panties to one side and slapped my ass. A groan left me as Bear slapped my other ass cheek and then slid a hand between my legs.
“Dripping wet, baby,” Bear grunted as I heard a zipper being undone. I wriggled my ass, panting as I waited for Bear’s heavy cock to enter me. My pussy spasmed at the thought.
“Hurry,” I growled as another slap hit my ass. Bear’s shadow fell over me as he placed himself behind me and slapped my ass. An arm wrapped around my stomach, lifting me to my tiptoes, and Bear’s cock slid into me in one smooth thrust. I cried aloud as Bear filled me from behind, and his arm lifted me up. I was helpless in this position, my feet not touching the ground, and Bear began pounding into me. Sensation swamped me, as all I could do was take Bear’s cock. Unable to move, I started begging for harder and faster. The feeling of being powerless swept over me as Bear controlled every action.
Instead of turning me off, it turned me on even further. I was putty in this man’s hands, and Bear controlled every stroke, every move, every feeling I experienced. A mew escaped as Bear pulled out and rubbed my slickness over my ass, and thrust back inside. My orgasm built to a fever pitch. Bear upped his pace, and just before I came, Bear slipped a finger inside my ass, and I screamed my release to the hills. Bear grunted as he milked my orgasm for everything he could, his finger remaining inside me, and finally found his own release.
“Holy shit,” I gasped as Bear gently lowered me to the ground.
“Yeah,” Bear rumbled as he zipped his jeans. A quick glance out of the corner of my eye saw him wrapping a condom up in a tissue and shoving it into a small bag. I pulled my jeans up, avoiding Bear’s gaze, and felt heated amusement coming from his direction.
“Crap, we need to stop doing this,” I muttered, doing my jeans up.
“If you say so,” Bear said agreeably.
“I do; we can’t stand each other, Bear.” Bear quirked an eyebrow.
“Oh?” Bear asked, amusement in his voice.
“No!” I said sharply. The truth was, I was confused about what I felt around Bear. Sex was phenomenally off the charts, and Bear was undoubtedly skilled in that department. But I still resented the fact he’d held a gun to my head, even though I understood why.
“Okay, so we can have hateful sex?” Bear asked hopefully.
“No!”
“If you think for one second, woman, you’re going to fuck me like that and then withdraw it, think again,” Bear grinned.