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“What?”

“Taste this much sweeter the second you’re wearing my ring,” he growls.

Yep, I’m dead.

And I’m sure my epitaph will say,Here lies the woman a human bear loved too much.

Before I can even kiss him again, his hands are on my shoulders.

My new jacket hits the floor, my sweater follows, then Grant’s coat, his shirt, and it’s my turn.

He lets out a startled sound as I throw myself forward, shoving him back, sending him thudding down on the sofa.

He blinks at me for a harsh moment, breathing hoarsely, his huge chest heaving.

And I get my chance to answer his question by flowing down to straddle him.

Holy hell.

It shouldn’t feel this good—this devilishly satisfying—with how wide I have to stretch my straining thighs to fit around him.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve always been attracted to his size, how small and delicate and easily overpowered he makes me feel.

But there’s something different in the air now.

The promise in that ring, the lashing fire in his eyes, thefeelof him under me...

It makes Grant’s size more than just deliciously overwhelming.

He’s more like a mountain built just for me.

Sheltering and protective.

My war shield, given to me for the rest of our lives, and that vow makes me crazy to feel every inch of him.

It makes me greedy to take him, to worship him, to remind him he belongs to me as much as I’m his.

His hands cup my ass with a growl that vibrates my bones, dragging me in and grinding me against his cock. Our jeans scrape together.

“You need it bad,” he whispers, cupping my chin. “You too proud to beg for your almost-husband?”

A blush like flames licks my cheeks.

“What can I say?” I press myself against him, my breasts straining in the bra cups against his chest and my nails digging into his neck. “Something about a man promising to devote his entire life to me just turns me on. Please don’t make me wait, Grant.Please.”

The way his eyes ignite like burning leaves when I say that special word slays me.

Sometimes, I wonder what I did to deserve a man as loyal as Grant Faircross.

I wonder if he’s my prize on the karma wheel for all the terrible things I’ve suffered.

A man who would wait for me for ten years.

A faithful friend.

A lover who gives me his body, his soul, and his entire flaming heart.

But there’s no waiting around now for questions that have no answers.

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