Page 21 of She's Mine

“Oh my…we were just wondering where the two of you had gotten off to? I guess we don’t need to worry anymore.”

Daisy blushes and looks everywhere but at us as she speaks.

“Um, we’re going to be docking again soon.” Paul looks like he wants to say more but the look Bear shoots him stops him.

“Thanks for letting us know. We’ll…”

“Be there soon.” I finish for Bear when he starts to flounder.

The two turn and start walking away from us causing me and Bear to break out into laughter.

“Come on, honeybee. Let’s go home and get the hell off this boat.”

I give him a nod and take his hand when he offers it to help me up. Once we dock, I have to go back on board to grab the sweater I wore earlier in the day but tell Bear to go ahead and get the truck ready. On the way back off the boat I run full tilt into Paul. I spring back fast not wanting him to touch me.

“Bea, thanks for coming today.”

“No problem, Paul.”

“I was wondering if,” I look around him at the place they’ve put the gangplank down so people can get off, “maybe you would want to hang out with me…maybe later tonight.”

“Uh, yeah, whatever Paul. Maybe shoot me a text or something. I…I need to go right now, Bear’s waiting on me.”

He finally steps out of my way, and I rush to Bear, who has moved the truck closer to the boat. When he sees me coming, he gets out of the truck and comes around to help me in my seat. “Everything okay, baby.”

“Yeah. I just…I really want to get home.”

He gives me a big smile and lays his hand on my thigh causing my heart to flip and my tummy float around like butterflies have taken flight inside of it. The happy high feeling he’s given me lasts all the way there.

Bear doesn’t let me get out of the car by myself and instead comes to my side and scoops me up in his arms. I giggle at the feeling of weightlessness and throw my arms around him. “Where are you taking me, crazy man?”

“I figure both of us could use a shower.” He juggles me while opening the door.

“A shower? You want to take a shower?” My brows crinkle in confusion. I guess I was expecting us to go home and do more of what we were doing in that tiny linen closet. Not take a shower.

“Oh yeah, baby. I want a shower…with you.”

“Oh.” My eyes widen as he takes me straight to the master bathroom.

He sits me on the vanity and starts pulling my cardigan off. It hits the floor behind us, and he goes for the little bow at the top of my dress. He undoes it but doesn’t make a move to push it off me. Instead, he bends his head to drop kisses on my neck and along my collarbone. He pulls back long enough for me to be able to tell that I’ve wrapped my legs around him, rubbing one of my calves up and down the rough material of his jeans.

“Let’s get you out of this, little bee.”

He helps me raise my arms so he can take my dress off over my head. This he doesn’t throw on the floor but instead makes sure it is in the hamper. Once he’s back in front of me, he yanks his shirt off and then goes for his pants. It doesn’t take him very long to shuck the clothes and stand in front of me in nothing but his black boxers.

He runs his hands up the outside of my thigh as he puts my legs back around him. The next thing to go is my strapless bra. At the touch of bare skin to bare skin, I can’t help but gasp. I know we’ve spent a week together, but I don’t think we’ve been naked together. Bear has always made sure he’s had boxers on or after he’s eaten me into a coma, he’ll put the shirt he wore during the day on me.

He lifts me and walks both of us into the large, tiled shower still in our underwear. Not that mine offer very much coverage since they are tiny thongs. The water hits the top of my head at the same time Bear starts to kiss my neck causing double curls of sensation to hit me at once.

“Oh my God, Bear.”

“Is the temp alright for you?”

“Oh…yeah, yes, ohhh.” He’s dipped his head lower and taken one of my nipples into his warm, wet mouth, causing heat to curl deep in my belly and down to my clit where it starts to throb and ache.

“You want me to take care of that, sweetheart?”

“Take…care of…?” I try to keep up but his mouth is providing the most scrumptious suction that has ever existed.

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