A Bear Victory by Anya Nowlan Read Free Book Online Page B

was the sexiest thing she’d ever seen, and it wasn’t even because he had two fingers up her pussy and she was grinding down around them.
    Though it certainly didn’t hurt.
    “Cum for me, baby,” he commanded in a growl, an involuntary shiver passing through her at that voice.
    He didn’t use it often, but when he did, she always turned into mush. She remembered the exact pitch of it and now it was there again. She’d come to Idaho looking for a good conversation and maybe a hot make-out session, and she’d found the one man who could twist her up with need like a damn pretzel and leave her screaming for more.
    “Will you do that for me, Kimmy?” Cannon asked, one hand coming off her hip now and trailing slowly along her inner thigh, tracing her shudders with a grin.
    “Yes,” she mewled and when she saw his grin, she knew that was the only thing he’d been waiting to hear since they came into the bedroom.
    He didn’t say another word, just bowed his head, closing his eyes as he pressed his tongue against her clit and flicked over it in quick bursts that left her reeling, trying to hold onto her sanity and failing completely.
    The first screams out of her mouth were so loud that she thought the roof had to be shaking above her, but she only got louder as Cannon thrust his fingers deeper in her, moving up her body with his mouth and lips as he grazed his thumb over her clit instead.
    By the time he’d made it up to her lips, unclasping the bra with a deft hand slid between the mattress and her back, Kimberley was a shuddering mess, latching onto Cannon and practically purring. Hot and cold flashes ran through her and it felt like every muscle in her body was at the same time inexplicably tight and relaxed.
    He kissed her and she drank him in, shaky hands clutching his shoulders as Cannon pulled his fingers out of her pussy. He trailed his fingertips up the length of her body, making her squirm a little, before pulling away from the kiss and sucking the fingers into his mouth, enjoying one more taste of her.
    Kimberley’s lips parted in breathless want as she watched him, so enraptured with her body and her taste. He never made her doubt for a second that she was everything he wanted.
    “Take your jeans off,” she said, every bit as much of a command as when he’d told her to cum.
    “Yes, ma’am,” he replied with a grin, though he pulled off her panties first before shucking off his own.
    Kimberley got up on her knees, shaky as they were, her gaze drawn to Cannon’s cock, fully erect now with a tiny bead of precum at the tip. She reached out, running a finger up from the sac to the very tip, gathering the precum on her finger and bringing it to her mouth, making sure to have eye-contact with Cannon when she licked it up. She could see the moment he let out a shaky breath, his blue eyes wide with amazement and need.
    It was her turn now. She pushed him back gently until he was lying on the covers and then straddled him, letting her slit rub up and down the length of his cock as she kissed his neck several times over. His skin tasted salty, beads of sweat forming, and his body was solid as a rock below her. His warm, rough hands clutched her hips again, grinding into her slowly, but not penetrating, letting her rock back and forth on him until she was tight with need again.
    He was so damn big. She wanted him wet with her juices, and frankly kissing his chest and neck and cheeks was something she could never get tired of. Finally, when his fingers started gripping her harder and she could feel the need pulse through him, she maneuvered the head of his cock to her entrance and pushed down oh so slowly, both of them clinging to one another as she did so.
    “Fucking hell,” he growled, the muscles of his chest contracting. “I forgot how damn tight you are.”
    Kimberley couldn’t reply. She was too busy trying to keep her sanity in check while her eyes rolled back, taking him inch by inch until she had