“Bear,” I say as he’s opening his front door with his foot.
We’ve left our coats in the truck in our haste. “I need to tell you something.”
“You married?”
“No.”
He slams the front door behind us. I hardly have time to take in my surroundings before his lips are warm and wet on my cold ones.
“Then it can wait,” he says roughly as he sets me down and presses me against the door.
He makes my jeans disappear along with my undies. His breath is hot against my neck.
I reach down between us and dip my hand into his fly again. But this time he stops me.
“Too many layers. I wanna feel all of you. I’m gonna have your sweet pussy wrapped around me all the way down to the hilt.”
We furiously fumble with his work overalls. When he’s finally got them off, he can’t wait any longer to drop his long johns.
“Good enough!” He grits out, hoisting up my legs so I’m wrapped around him and feeling his cock at my opening.
My nails rake over his back. It’s not enough. I need to feel his skin against mine.
I yank at his shirt and rub my hands up and down the length of his hard abs.
I’m trying to compel him to take off his shirt but, he grunts out, “You ready? I can’t wait another second.”
“Let me look at it again,” I breathe.
“Fuck,” he growls.
I take him in my hand and lightly but surely hold on while I stare at it. Bear’s cock is long and thick, and a tempting, urgent shade of red. I rub my thumb over the tip.
He shudders.
I toss aside my sweater that he’s stretched all to shit, followed by my bra. He growls at the sight of me.
I take his length in my hands again. I can feel a pearl of pre-cum form on his cock. It coats my finger. I lock my eyes on his while I dab it on my breast.
His breath is like a wild animal now.
“You have a Christmas stocking for that present?” I ask.
He pulls back. “No. And I’m not gonna go find one. You’ve built up a storm in me, weather girl.
“I didn’t need anybody until I found you. And now you belong to me. And that means no raincoat. See, I’m gonna spend the rest of my life with you. Do you understand?”
My breath catches.
Hours ago I would have run screaming from a guy who spoke to me like that.
Right now, all I can see in front of me is a good man.
He sinks his cock partially inside me.
All I see and all I feel is a good man worthy of my love. And my whole life.
“Yes.”