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Bear Fate: A Billionaire Oil Bearons Romance (Bear Fursuits Book 8) by Isadora Montrose (32)

CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE

Lance~

The minx had taken off her underwear and was blushing and waving her legs around to entice him. She was a delicious blend of innocence and earthiness. And his. No doubt about that.

He felt a sort of unwilling pride that he had brought her to orgasm just by fondling and kissing her breasts. Even prouder of those soaked jeans. After all, it was her body, her response. Nothing he had done. Only it felt like he had.

He was suddenly way too warm to keep his vest on. His shirt and undershirt would have to do. He squeezed cream into his palms and rubbed them together to warm them. Knelt before her spread thighs and ran his hands from her knees to her pussy, grazed the dark hair with his fingertips and slid back down to her rosy knees.

Her face flushed even redder, but her eyes sparkled. She planted her feet on the bed and spread her pussy to his gaze. She smelled like the ideal woman. He had never wanted anything as much as he wanted to taste her folds.

But two could tease. “You’ll be all sticky, if I don’t rub this in properly.”

“We wouldn’t want that,” she panted.

He moved up and down her thighs as slowly as he could, each time barely touching her pubic hair. It was thick and black, curling and glossy. Her folds were a deep crimson and so stiff the lips stood away from each other like the petals of his bear’s rose. Ever since he had seen her nude, he had dreamed of her pussy, but the fragrant reality was much better.

Each time his fingers crept closer, her lovely pussy quaked with anticipation and glittered with moisture. Ugly Lance Prescott turned this beautiful woman on. Of course, Amber hadn’t seen his body yet.

He had taken the opportunity to wash his face in the bathroom, but he had put his patch back on afterward. And he had no intention of taking his clothes off. Not if he could please her in other ways.

He bent forward and let his lips trace the path his fingers had forged. Her thighs quivered as he pressed hot open-mouthed kisses on the delicate skin, soothing his love bites with gentle strokes of his tongue. Her body was vibrating gently. He could feel the waves of pleasure pulsing through her veins.

“Kiss me here,” she demanded, stroking herself. Her eyes dared him. Her hot cheeks told him her boldness was just for him.

“Don’t be greedy,” he chided, and slipped back down to her other knee and resumed his slow journey to paradise.

Her fingers twined in his hair and tugged gently. She moaned. Pressed her knees around his ears. Let go. He chuckled against the soft skin he was tantalizing.

“I’m going to come again,” she warned.

“Do I get to watch?” he asked, sitting up and meeting her shocked gaze.

“If you like,” she squeaked.

“I like.” He ruffled her curls.

And just like that, the prettiest girl in Colorado spurted all over his fingers.

He licked his fingers while he held her eyes. The flush of orgasm mottled her chest and neck and turned those lovely breasts into a glory of pink and mauve. Her nipples were almost as dark as her folds and extended like missiles. He took one into his mouth and rolled it around while his fingers played with her wet sex.

The aftershocks of her climax merged with a fresh wave of orgasm. Her eyes were tightly closed. Her face was a mask of pleasure. She shrieked his name as she came and came again. Her response made him feel like a hero. A conquering hero. He eased off her clit and let her relax for a moment.

Those big blue eyes opened languidly. “What about you?” she asked shyly.

“We’re not done here,” he said sternly.

She giggled. “Aren’t we?”

“Nope. We still have cleanup.” He bent and lapped at her spread lips, sucking gently at the overstimulated flesh. It was engorged and so sensitive that only the softest, lightest kisses would do. His name became a moan of delight on her anguished lips. Amber’s fingers gripped his hair hard as she splintered all over again.

He kissed her mouth with the taste of her sated pussy flavoring his. Her surprise turned to joy. She tugged him flat over her pulsing body.

“Keep me warm, lover,” she murmured. She extended a hand and flicked off the bedside lamp.

A cocoon of darkness enveloped them. He was sorry that he couldn’t see her beauties. But grateful for the inky night that kept his secrets.

“Take off your pants,” she whispered.

His thighs were no great shakes either, but they were not as badly damaged as his chest and face. His cock was straining at the zipper of his jeans. He knelt astride her and carefully eased the zipper down. Her hands crept around his hips and squeezed his buttocks.

“You have great buns,” she told him confidingly.

“Do I?”

“Yup. Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed me looking?”

He hadn’t. “I didn’t know country girls were so bold,” he teased. He slipped his jeans down his legs, moved around to get them off completely and came back to her waiting arms.

“See, that’s the thing about living close to nature,” she squeezed his ass with strong fingers, “You develop an appreciation for its beauties.”

She slipped one hand up the leg of his shorts, toyed with the hair on his thigh and grazed his balls. He levitated. She giggled.

“You’re ticklish,” she exclaimed delightedly.

“That didn’t tickle,” he said. His voice was a gruff growl.

“No?” She did it again. Again he jumped. She giggled in the darkness. Grabbed his cock. “Well, hello,” she cooed. She pretended to shake it.

The foolish thing was so swollen, it bucked in her hand. “Careful. It’s about to go off. And I forgot my condom.” It was in his jeans.

Her arms held him steady. “Ride me bareback,” she commanded.

“What if you get pregnant?”

Her smile was in her voice. “Then we’ll have us a baby.”

He couldn’t do it. He swallowed hard and swung off the bed. “I’ll get the condom.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Yes, I do.”

He came back to her with his cock dressed. But his excitement had been muted by the reality check. Crap. He was about to disappoint Amber as he had disappointed Holly. His erection drooped. Double crap.

“Lie on me, lover,” she begged. “And don’t move. Let’s just enjoy touching for a little.”

He could do that. “I don’t want to squash you. Or your pretty breasts.”

“You think my breasts are pretty?” she sounded indignant.

“The loveliest I’ve ever had the privilege to see or touch,” he assured her, not certain if she was teasing or if he had hurt her feelings.

“Damn straight, soldier.” She arched upward so that they pressed into his chest.

“Soft.” He gave one a fond squeeze. “Bountiful.” He tugged on the other nipple. “The sweetest nipples on the ripest apples.”

She giggled. “You remember that,” she instructed breathlessly. “Now put your cock between my thighs and let’s get acquainted.”

“Inside you?”

“Now who’s being greedy? Just touching. No moving,” she commanded.

Relief flooded him. But he played her game. “Bossy, aren’t you?”

“Very. Consider me your Tantric Mistress, lover. Kiss me. No tongue.”

He pressed his lips against hers. She pressed back. They took turns exploring each other’s lips. After a few moments, he realized his back was damp. And his shirt was sticking to her breasts. Their breathing seemed to be synchronized into heavy panting. And his cock was aching hard.

He tried a little wiggle to get some relief, but Tantric Mistress grabbed his ass and dug her fingers in. “Just for that, you get to wait another ten minutes.”

The contrast between her shy voice and her sultry command did him in. He laughed. Joy flooded him. He slipped his arms beneath her back and held her close. Breathed in the scent of her braided hair. Licked her ear. She squirmed.

“Do you get punished for moving?” he inquired.

She sighed elaborately. “Who’s the Tantric Mistress?”

“You are,” he said humbly.

“You may kiss my ear some more,” she instructed.

So he did. It had to be the fastest ten minutes on record, for it wasn’t long before she was ordering, “Mount up, Marine.”

Her pussy was still swollen and slick. Even though his cock was a throbbing tent pole about to burst, he found it hard to push past her engorged entrance. But he made it. Her hands crept up under his shirt. Under his undershirt. Her fingers tap danced on his spine.

“Stop.” Just one word, followed by a delicious, innocent giggle.

“You are a cruel woman.” But he held himself quiet and enjoyed the tight fit and the embrace of her passage.

Another giggle. She squeezed his dick tightly and released him. “Like that?” she whispered forgetting her role.

“Very much. Do it some more. Please.”

She obliged. The strain of keeping still while she massaged his cock with her tight vagina made him grit his teeth. He was too preoccupied to notice what she was doing until his chest touched hers, skin to skin.

She wiggled her breasts against him in time to the tempo of her gripping and releasing of his cock. He wanted to protest, but all that emerged was a husky gasp as he fought for control.

It was of overwhelming importance not to be the first to come.

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