Bearly Loving: Foxhollow Den #2 (Alaskan Den Men Book 10) by Kizzie Waller Read Free Book Online Page B

conversation.
    He didn’t want to think. He wanted to have her. They stood and rushed to take off their clothes. First to remove all of his, he grabbed her and tossed her onto the middle of the bed before she could discard her panties.
    She hooked a thumb in the edges and pushed them off her hips to her thighs. He caught them with his thumbs at her thighs and brought them the rest of the way down past her feet and tossed them to the floor.
    He climbed on the bed and crawled between her open legs with the intention of spending quality time with her breasts. His cock was already hard from when she’d sat in his lap.
    She pressed an arm across her chest. “No way. I want it fast, and I want it now. You inside me. Now.”
    He tested her wetness with a finger and found her more than ready. Not getting a chance to lick her nipples made him want to argue, but he thought better of it. He’d take it slow next time. And then the time after that.
    She grasped at his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist. He entered her with a quick thrust and kept thrusting and pushing and grunting against her, each moan escaping from her lips to match his movements.
    Her nails dug into his back, and he felt her sex pulse around him, announcing her orgasm. He came right after, his legs shaking, his breaths in pants. He didn’t roll off but instead pulled her into a tight embrace. Never wanting to let her go.
     
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    Samantha woke from her mid-morning, after-sex nap to a pattern of chimes. She rolled over and snatched the cell phone off the night stand. The heavy drapes blocked all sunlight, so she clicked to phone to check the time. Lifting it up to her face, she realized that she and Carter had the same phones with the same generic text alert. Intending to put it back, she couldn’t help but notice Carter didn’t use the hide feature for his texts. The message from Ray started off I need an update …
    She tilted her head to listen for Carter’s movements, guessing he’d gone down to grab coffee or a snack. Unable to kill the curiosity the preview caused, she tapped the screen for the full text.
    Is operation stick it to her a go?
    Operation. Stick. It. To. Her.
    No, no, no. The five words hit her harder than any poacher’s bullet ever could. Was it possible? He’d meant to seduce her all along? Stripping down in the woods. Saying he believed her about not having sex with Gregor. He’d known exactly which buttons to push, and this confirmed it. All the “no promises” talk he’d somehow convinced her to repeat back to him. At what point did he plan to ask her to split the land? After the next bedroom romp?
    And to think, she’d almost given up making his family pay for the easement access. Hell, she’d almost given up something more precious than an easement. She’d almost given him her heart.
    A growl rumbled low in her chest and burned its way up her throat. Those dirty, effing Wrights . She should’ve known he’d never play fair. This was going too far. He’d made her want to fall in love, even in spite of their no-promises agreement.
    Once again she’d been caught up in a web of deceit thanks to a Wright.
    Carter pushed through the door, juggling two paper cups whose aroma teased with a delicious brew of coffee. A toothpick dangled from between his lips.
    She threw the cell phone, hitting him in the chest. It bounced off, barely fazing him, and landed at his feet.
    “You bastard,” she said, wrapping herself in the sheet and tucking it between her breasts.
    His eyebrows drew together. “What do you mean?”
    “This was all about winning.” Anger fueled her to pack her duffle bag and snatch on her clothes. She’d have to leave her soap and shampoo behind, which were weird things to think about when faced with the urge to slap someone. Every second spent in the room with him grated on her ability to reason. She needed to get out. “I can’t believe how stupid I am.”
    Carter set the cups down on the