Page 29 of Bear In Mind

Gasping for air, tingles shot through my chest as tension bound my womb further.Liquid heat had him gliding in and out of me with ease, made every sensation fleeting, over too fast.It was the culmination, the way he overwhelmed all of my senses that had me climbing swiftly, that had me bracing myself around him, that had me bowing into his mouth, pleading with him for more.

I’d never clung so tightly to someone, to the point that pain simmered in my left arm.But I ignored it.My need was greater.I craved him more than relief.“Oh, God.Please, Bear.Please.”I whimpered as I strained.Clamping my eyes shut, I tried to focus on the feel of him, on the sound of us coming together, on the minute flickers of delicious feelings that burst through my pussy.

Switching breasts, he licked and sucked my bud before drawing a trail to my neck with his tongue.“You’re so damn beautiful.”His voice was breathy, husky.The rumble in it seemed to zap my core.“If I could fuck you non-stop into next week, I would.”

Abruptly, he shoved his hand between us.The moment his thumb connected with my clit, I tumbled over the edge.Tightening my grip on him, I crushed him to me, darn near suffocating him as I screamed around the pleasure bursting through me.Wave after wave crashed over me as he continued to fuck me with the same ferocity.My lips parted around my cries, as I gasped for air with each contraction that shook me.I vibrated, shuddered violently around him.My heart pounded in my chest, competing with my pulse’s heavy whooshing.

Suddenly, he paused before increasing his speed, sending another group of shockwaves through me, sending me plummeting into another orgasm as his heat coated my womb, as he roared, the sound sending yet another tremor through me.When he finally stopped moving, we both remained where we were, unmoving.

I felt certain that when I spoke again, my voice would be hoarse.I was certain that when he attempted to put me down, that my legs would give out.I’d never experienced anything so intense, so all consuming.

Realizing I was still clinging to him, I loosened my grip, feeling the weakness in my limbs.“Sorry.”It came out breathless, on the end of a pant.

It seemed like hours passed before he stirred; yet neither of us was in a hurry.

Pressing his forehead to mine, he blew out a breath.“We need to stop.You’re going to be sore tomorrow as it is.”

“Yup.”I continued to work on calming myself, on bringing my rates back to a normal level.

He groaned as he leaned back, his gaze immediately going to my breasts before gradually traveling upwards.“You’re going to be the death of me.”

I grimaced.“That’s quite a leap.”

Sucking in another deep breath, he continued to watch me, to take me in.A solid minute passed before he seemed to shake whatever he was thinking about off.He gave me a chaste kiss.“It’s a good one.Promise.”

Giving a slight nod of approval, I met his gape.“Good.”

Stealing my lips again, he lingered this time.Gone was all the urgency.Instead, a persistent sensual softness remained.He brushed my lips with a tenderness that made the kiss romantic; his gentility had my heart melting, had all of me softening around him, and had me never wanting to let him go.

My curves simmered against him.It wasn’t an arousing touch; it was an appreciative one.It was one that could have brought tears to my eyes.It was a kiss you gave someone when you were pouring your heart out to them; it said the words he didn’t: that I was a treasure to him.That I was beautiful, worthy, cherished.That I was more than anyone had said I was before.That I was everything I ever wanted to be, but thought I wasn’t.

Wordlessly, he fulfilled my heart’s desire to be loved, to be more than a name, more than a body, and more than a number.

He smiled against me.“I love you, Bryn.”His words were a whisper, one that bound my heart and tied me to him.

Stroking his cheek, I knew my eyes were glimmering.“And one day, I know I’ll love you too; because I’m already on my way to doing just that.”I pressed my lips to his one last time.

Grazing his lips across my shoulder, across the mark that would forever be there, he peered at me, his irises flickering with honey.“That’s all a bear could ask for.”

Epilogue

Two months later…

Tuesday

Bryn

“Was that another new customer?”I closed the office door behind me, stepping out into the main space of the store.Shifting my purse up my forearm, I took a moment to tug on my light wash skinny jeans, to adjust my white tank top and to straighten my chunky gold jewelry.Leopard print ballet flats completed my uniform of casual elegance, which was what I aimed for these days.

After Bear explained his arrangement with Stuart, I’d happily quit my job at the coffee shop, not even bothering to give notice.Needless to say, Stuart wasn’t pleased, and, according to gossip, the quality of service had dropped drastically since I’d left.It proved that I’d made the best decision, particularly with the increased traffic we’d had atNuts & Bolts, which, as I’d learned with research, carried much more than the standard definition of hardware.

“Yup.Those social media things and the ads you ran really did the trick.That guy’s a contractor from the city.He drove two-and-a-half hours just to come to the store.Said there’s only big corps out there and he’s tired of feeding the greedy beasts.Might be looking at another supplier contract.”Harry stuffed one hand in his jean’s pocket, taking me in.“You heading to lunch?”

With a nod, I gave him a small smile.“Yes-”

“Hey, honey.”

My gaze snapped to Bear.He must have come in before I stepped out of the office, as I hadn’t heard the bell.It wasn’t the first time he’d snuck up on me, but my heart never ceased to react happily to the sight of him.His dark jeans hung off his hips perfectly, and his black tee stretched across his width tightly, showing off every delicious inch of his upper body strength.“What are you doing here?”

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