Rock (BBW Secret Baby Bear Shifter Romance) (Secret Baby Bears Book 2) (99 page)

“Amir,” she moaned. “Stop teasing me and fuck me already.”

He laughed. “No.” Then he pulled out completely.

She groaned in frustration. He teased her more, dipping in and out of her, but never entering her fully. He rubbed her clit while making shallow thrusts.

She started to get lightheaded again and the rush was right there. She bit her lip and moaned. Then, suddenly and forcefully, he thrust into her hard and deep. She came as he entered, crying out loudly in the surprise and the rush of bliss. He leaned down to kiss her and held up two fingers.

“You’re driving me so wild,” she said. “I can’t take it.”

“You’ll take it.” He smacked her ass. “You’ll take everything I give you.”

She moaned again and thought she would bite through her lip. She gripped the sheets so tight, they started to pull off the bed.

Amir kept her knee up and thrust into her several times, deep and hard, like she liked it. He circled around and moved faster and faster until she cried out loudly again and he held up three fingers.

“Ahh,” she cried out. “I don’t think I can take anymore.”

“At least one more.”

He pulled out of her and rubbed the tip of his cock all around her, getting her wet again. He stuck his finger in and out a few times, then slid into her slowly. He pulled backed and pushed in slow, slower. Then he did something she’d never felt before.

He took his wet pinky and circled it around her ass, letting the tip press in ever so slightly. She was surprised by the sensation and surprised even more at how she liked it. She moved her hips back to press her ass against his pinky. He slid it in farther and as he moved his cock in and out of her pussy and his pinky in and out of her ass, she came hard and slow. It was a long orgasm. Longer than she’d ever had before in her life.
 

She lay still on the bed, unable to move. He thrust into her a few times hard and fast and then he fell into shudders beside her.

She looked up at him, amazed. “The first time I saw you, I thought you’d be a good lay, but holy crap. I never imagined this. If I’d have known, I wouldn’t have waited weeks to sleep with you.”

He grinned and kissed her. “Glad you liked it.”

“Do me a favor?” she said.

“What’s that?”

“Do me again.”

He laughed and let out a sigh. “Give me a few minutes to recuperate.”

“I don’t think so.”

She moved down to take him in her mouth again, until he got hard. It didn’t take nearly as long as she thought it would. Then she slid up his body, positioned herself over him, and slid him inside her.

Now that she was in control, she didn’t waste much time. She may not have drawn things out slow like he did, but he felt so good inside her, she didn’t want to take it slow. She slammed her hips into him again and again until they both came one more time.

“Can we rest now?” he asked. “You might kill me if you make me cum one more time.”

“Okay, but only for a little while.”

He turned on his side and pulled her close, then kissed her a little while they lay tangled in each other.

“You’re wild,” he breathed into her ear. “I like that.”

“You’re the wild one.” She growled at him and bit his earlobe.

When finally, she got up later to go home, she found a message waiting from Davis. She listened to the voice mail, then looked at Amir with a grin and squealed.

“What?” he asked.

“That was my boss. He just gave me a raise and promoted me to senior journalist because of the story I did and the video.”

“Excellent. You did good work.”

“Yeah.” She chuckled. “He actually said, ‘someone willing to trespass and break and enter just to get a story deserves to be promoted.’ Which means, in Davis language, that he’s happy with my work.”

“I’m glad.” Amir reached out and hugged her waist, kissing her stomach as he sat on the bed. “I changed my mind,” he said. “Don’t leave. Stay and make love to me again. We need to celebrate.”

“Again?” She dropped her purse and leaned down to kiss him. “Four times in one night wasn’t enough?”

“I can never get enough of you, wild one.”  

Beck

120 Proof Honey IV

by

Becca Fanning

Harmony reached out to grab Aiden’s hand. He kept pulling away and wandering off to look at other things and she had to keep a tight hold on him. She couldn’t lose him here, in the middle of the county fair where there were so many people. She’d be fired in a second.

Connor and Hunter wouldn’t stop fighting with each other. Hunter pushed Connor for walking too close. Then Connor pushed him back for pushing him. Why in the world had she thought taking the boys to the fair was a good idea? She’d really thought they’d be so excited and distracted by the sights that they’d behave.

She already had a headache and after a few hours, was more than ready to leave. But the boys were just getting started and wanted to ride the rides. Which would surely be a hassle because the older boys couldn’t handle waiting in line, and Aiden wasn’t tall enough to go on the big-kid rides. Hunter and Connor wouldn’t want to go on the little-kid rides with him, either.

Up ahead she saw the building that had bees and honey products. Maybe the boys would stare at the live bees for a while and give her a minute to breathe.
 

“Wanna see some bugs?” she asked them.

Hunter and Connor both said, “Yeah!”

But Aiden looked scared. “What kind of bugs?”

She leaned over to whisper to him. “Bees, but they’re all in a glass case where they can’t get out and hurt you. Okay?”

He nodded and they walked toward the building.

Inside, they did look at the bees for a little while, then they wanted honey.

“I’m sure there’s a booth somewhere that sells honey sticks.” She looked over and saw a large banner that read “Bear Natural Honey.” The table below had many honey-related products, including flavored honey sticks. And behind the table was one of the hottest men she’d ever seen.
 

Big and muscular, he was tall and had enchanting eyes. She couldn’t help but stare at him. His
 
blond hair fell into his eyes and he brushed it away.

“I see some,” she said, and dragged Aiden over to the table. Hunter and Connor followed, pushing each other again.

When they got to the table, she told them, “Each of you can pick out two.” She smiled at the man. “Hi.”

He smiled back and she almost melted. The boys started pawing through the honey sticks and finally chose their flavors.

“We’ll take six,” she said. She handed him two dollars.

“How do I get this thing open?” Connor asked.

Harmony looked at the stick. She didn’t see any place to open it. She tried squeezing the ends, but that did nothing. She looked over at the man. “Help?”

He took the stick from her and pinched it in his thick fingers just below where she had tried to do the same thing.

“You have to find just the right spot.” He winked at her.
 

He looked like he would find just the right spot, indeed. Her face went warm at the thought and she looked away.

Then Hunter and Connor, like they always did, started fighting.

“That one is mine!” Hunter said.
 

“No, I had the cherry one,” Connor said.

Hunter pushed him. “You had strawberry. The cherry one is mine!”

The man pulled another cherry honey stick from the display and handed it to her. “Here. Just take another cherry one.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that.”

He waved it off. “No problem. Better than hearing them fight.”

She handed the cherry honey stick to Hunter.

But then Aiden said, “Hey! He got three! I only got two.”

She closed her eyes and sighed. Of course it couldn’t be that easy. “Just charge me for three more.”

Then Aiden and Connor went back to the display and pulled out two more sticks.

“I guess they get to be a lot, huh?” the man asked. He looked like he was somewhat horrified at their fighting.
 

“Yeah. They really don’t pay me enough. Some days I can’t wait to get home.” Maybe if she made it clear that it bothered her, too, it wouldn’t ruin her chances with him.

He pulled his eye brows together. “They’re not yours?”

“No.” She chuckled. “Thank goodness. I’m their nanny.”

“Oh.” He laughed, too. “I thought you looked too young to have three kids that old.” He looked relieved, which made her feel relieved, as well.

She smiled. “Thank you.”

Harmony kept her head facing the boys, but she could feel him watching her. She needed another reason to talk to him, to keep things going between them.

“So, are you having one of your own soon?” he asked.

Her face went hot and she looked down at her top. It was loose fitting. Did it make her look pregnant? “No, why? Do I… look like I am?”

“Oh no,” he said, shaking his head. His face went pink. “I didn’t mean it like that.”

“Oh.” She let out a relieved sigh.

“I just meant, umm…” He scratched the back of his neck. “Is there someone in the picture? Someone you’re seeing? Like a boyfriend?”

“No, there’s no one.” Not yet anyway, but if he wanted the job, she’d gladly give him the title.

“Harmy, I have to go pee,” Aiden said, holding himself and wiggling back and forth.

“Sorry,” she said. Why did he have to go right now? If she didn’t get him to the bathroom soon, though, he’d wet his pants and she’d have even more of a problem on her hands. “I better get him to the bathroom. It was nice meeting you.”

“Wait,” he said, following her a few steps. “Could I maybe get your number? Maybe you’d want to go out sometime? You know, without all the kids.”

She smiled and her heart jumped for joy. “You wouldn’t want to help me wrangle these wild kids all night?”

“Uhh…”

“I’m kidding. I’d love to.”

He took out his phone and she gave him her number.

“I’m Harmony,” she said. Aiden tugged on her hand and she walked a few steps toward the door, looking back at the man.

“Beck!” he called after her. “I’ll call you!”

Meeting Beck had been the highlight of the fair by far. By the time they got back to the car, the boys were tired, still fighting incessantly, and Aiden was covered in cherry water ice stains. Next time, it didn’t matter how much their parents gave her to take them, she wouldn’t do it.

She wondered when Beck would call. There was the standard three-day wait, but was he that type of guy? Maybe he was so into her that he’d call sooner. She thought about what she’d say when he called and what she’d wear on their first date.

After three days passed and he hadn’t called, she started to think he wasn’t going to. Had she done something to make him second guess getting her number? Maybe he’d met someone better after she’d left his booth. Disappointment filled her. It wasn’t exactly easy to meet guys as a nanny. Most days she was with a two-year-old and a six-year-old all day, then some evenings, when their parents had to work late, she watched Aiden, Connor, and Hunter.

Unless she took the kids out, she didn’t meet anyone aside from whatever new imaginary friend had been created since last time she was with her charges. And when she did take them out somewhere, she was either too distracted to notice any guys, or she was so frazzled and disheveled that she was not attractive at all.

So, when Beck still hadn’t called by the fifth day, she’d given up completely. By the next week, when it had been a full eight days since she met him and her phone rang, he was the last person she expected it to be.

“Hello?” she said as she folded laundry on one of her nights off.

“Hi, is this Harmony?”

“It is.” Who was this guy calling her? She tried to place his voice, but couldn’t.

“Hey, this Beck. I met you at the county fair?”

It took her several seconds to realize who he meant. “From the honey booth?”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

“Oh wow.” She set down the towel she was folding. “I didn’t expect you to call. It’s good to hear from you.”

“Oh. You didn’t?”

“Well, I just mean that it’s been over a week, so I thought you’d changed your mind.”

He chuckled softly. “No, I’m just sadly not very good with women.”

“I find that hard to believe.”

“Thanks, but it’s true. I had a girlfriend for a long time, so I skipped a lot of years of practice asking women out. Since we broke up, it’s been a struggle.”

Oh no. Was he on the rebound? This could end up being a disaster. “Did you break up recently?”

“It’s been almost a year now. But we were together for four.”

That wasn’t bad, then. A year should be time enough. “Sorry to hear that. I guess it’s good luck for me, though.”

He chuckled. “Right. So, about that. Do you want to get dinner or something? Is that too boring of a date?”