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“You’re the one with the dirty mind, but now that you’ve mentioned it”—he ran his hand along the waistband of his shorts—“I can think of a few things to do.”
He stepped into the water. Steam rose around him as he settled next to me. His finger was under my chin, and he wasted no time putting his lips on mine.
Those kisses didn’t get less exciting, either. I looped my arms around his neck, and the next thing I knew, I was straddling his lap. His cock was hard against my thigh.
“I think we got what we needed,” Bibi said, but I couldn’t tear myself away from Bjorn’s kiss. “We’ll be in the van if you need us.”
“Are they gone?” Bjorn asked. His lips were still against my cheek. That beard soft against my skin. There was something about the steam, the burbling water, and being under the infinite blanket of endless stars that made me absolutely insatiable, and it seemed to be having the same effect on my bear.
No complaints here.
I nodded.
With one tug, the bikini top was untied. The ties bobbed on the surface of the water, and Bjorn let out a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a growl as he hooked his finger between the cups and slid it down.
“You make those noises when you’re a bear, too,” I said as I reached back to unhook the top.
“That’s because being with you like this makes me feel wild.” His fingers were already on my nipples, brushing them back and forth, bringing them to impossibly stiff peaks. I closed my eyes, letting the sensation rocket through me. “We’ve never been together like this. On purpose, on our own.”
“We’re not exactly on our own,” I reminded him. “Bibi, Hugo, and Stephanie are in the van.”
“Don’t envy them,” he rumbled. “You’ve had van duty, right?”
“Yup.” I shuddered when he pinched my nipple. “You don’t remember the night we spent in the van together during Cindy and Logan’s episode?”
“That’s right. How could I forget?” He slipped one of his hands behind my back, and the other disappeared into the water and cupped between my legs. The muscles underneath pulsed in appreciation. “It was hard as hell to concentrate on work all night because you were on the other side of the van, and all I could do was inhale your sweet scent and fantasize about what I’d do to you if I ever got the chance.”
“Now you’ve got that chance, bear.” My eyes widened, and my skin prickled as his finger slipped under the seam of my bikini bottoms. “Now’s your chance. Show me what you’ve got.”
His rough hands stroked me, teasing me. That slow, maddening, repetitive motion against my labia was enough to make me want to grab his cock and put him inside me right now. Bjorn didn’t take his eyes off mine. My muscles clenched in response, and I squirmed on his lap, determined to hold his gaze but desperate to feel him inside me. His finger slipped closer to my clit, drawing out the anticipation before finally making contact. My head tipped back with a moan, and I saw stars—not just the ones in the sky.
He’d talked about how he’d wanted to get me alone and, finally, truly have his way with me. Not in some torrid heat of passion. Not as a matter of survival. He’d wished on those stars he was making explode in my vision, and now he would take full advantage of our night together.
I clutched his shoulders and grinded on his hand when the sensation got to be too much. Our foreheads pressed together. Nothing but dew and steam between us as our breaths mingled together in a fog. And one more thing.
“Get this bikini off me.” I could barely speak.
“I thought you’d never ask.” He lifted me like I was a doll and pulled the suit down my legs.
He put me down beside him. Both of us were breathing hard, but that wasn’t the only sound. A couple of owls competed for attention.
I laughed. “I wonder if those owls are gossiping about us.”
“If they’re shifters, they might be.” He smoothed my hair away from my face as he stared into my eyes. The steam had probably ruined the work the glam squad had done before the date. I ran my fingers under my eyes. “What are you doing? You’re not crying, are you?”
I shook my head. “Making sure my smoky eye didn’t turn into bad Halloween makeup.”
“Little bit.” He wiped under my eye. “I like it, though. You need to let yourself be a little wild. You hold back too much.”
“Oh, you think I’ve been holding back?”
“Not with your mouth.” He laughed. “But you’ve spent a lot of time making other people happy. I want to see what makes you happy.”
“This makes me happy.” I slid my hand up his thigh. “Why are you still wearing your bathing suit?”
“Good question.” He rose from the water, looking every bit like the beast he was, with steam rolling off his body, his long blond hair wet and sticking to his skin, and that cock hard and ready for me. “Better?”
I nodded, and he cocked a brow. I loved how confident he was in his own skin. But his declaration wasn’t the least bit wrong. I had held back. Tried to fit in. First onThe Scoopand then onThe Mating Game. The two concepts were radically different, and I’d stepped in more than my fair share of shit since I’d come to Sunset Springs. But I’d wanted nothing more than to make Bibi happy.
