Page 11 of The Bear's Chosen Mate
The shower shut off.There was no stopping the images that popped into his mind.Kaylee grabbing a towel.Kaylee running the soft cotton all over her smooth skin, her breasts, between her legs.
He rolled slightly to give his cock extra room.
The door opened, near silent footfalls crossing into his room.
Close eyes,his bear suggested.
Brilliant, he told his bear.
He closed them, following Kaylee’s movement by sound alone.A game of hide-and-seek just like when they were young.She’d never see him lying here so still.Not until the moment he was ready to spring out and surprise her.
His chest of drawers opened then closed.A pause, then Kaylee’s footsteps slid toward the bed.Stopped.
She smelled—oh my God, she smelled delicious.He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, all but salivating at the taste of her in the air.
She stepped closer.
He cracked one eye open.
That—that one single moment—was his downfall.
Kaylee had a towel wrapped around her head, and she’d grabbed one of his T-shirts from the drawer and slipped it on.The light from the hallway shone through the worn fabric and silhouetted her perfect body as she turned.All curves and dips and luscious woman.
The part of his brain that would normally have told him to stay in control sizzled out with the heat burning through him.
He opened both eyes and a low growl escaped.Kaylee twirled on the spot, the shirt rising briefly to reveal more of her long legs, and he was helpless to resist.
James flashed out a hand and caught hold of her wrist, trapping her in place.
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Damn bear.
She’d been ninety-nine percent sure James had fallen asleep.His arm shooting out so suddenly sent her heart racing, but as she settled on the mattress beside him and laid her free hand against his forehead, her concern brushed her temporary panic away.
He was burning up.
“Poor baby.You’re in a bad way.Don’t worry,” she assured him as soothingly as possible, stroking the hair off his forehead.“I’ll take care of you.”
“Promise?”he whispered.
“Of course,” she whispered back.His head must ache.She let her fingers drift down his cheek, the layer of dark stubble making her palm tingle.
“I know what I need,” James muttered, deep and dark.The rumble of his voice stroked her skin.
“Juice?”she offered.“Tylenol?”
With one quick tug, he toppled her off balance.
Kaylee bit back a scream as she thrust out her arms to stop her momentum.She ended up with one arm on either side of his body, the towel on her head staying mostly in place except for sliding slightly over one eye.It had only taken a second for her to end up fully stretched out over his hard torso, heat blasting upward as if she’d landed on a sun-scorched rock.
Hmmmm.I like.Her inner kitty had no trouble voicing approval.
Kaylee?Felt turned on and guilty at the same time.
He’d released her wrist only to jam one hand against her lower back, pinning their bodies together.The other hand wrapped around the back of her neck, tight enough to control, soft enough to caress.
Hard muscular body under her, hard length of his co—
