Page 28 of His Determined Bear

Graham gave my hand a squeeze, then got out of the car. Like before, he came around to open my door and reached down for my hand. I took it and held on to it this time.

Instead of entering through the front door, I led him around back to the private entrance Aaron had suggested I use when I was here. “Did you know that this part of the house has its own entrance around back? The interior door that connects it to the main house can be locked for privacy. It’s very guest-friendly.”

I wasn’t sure why I just made that point, but he probably already knew about it.

When we finally reached the back entrance, I stopped and reached into my pocket for the key Aaron had given me earlier. I could feel Graham pressed right behind me, his warm, solid presence at my back. I leaned into him, and his arms went around my waist. I had to suck in a breath when I felt his very hard cock pressing into me and his warm lips on the sensitive skin along my exposed neck. I even think I heard a growl, or maybe it was the wind.

I turned around slowly, and the light from the moon was the only thing illuminating us in the dark. It was enough for me to see the raw need in his eye, and it stole my breath.

“I—” Graham began, but then his lips crashed down on mine, his warm tongue seeking entrance to my mouth. The scent of him combined with the fiercely protective way he held me in his arms ignited the last little bit of my fuse, and I didn’t hesitate to open for him. I was utterly lost in him.

I needed to breathe and get us inside the house. Graham had me pressed against the door so tightly that I found it difficult to move. His seeking tongue and hands were making me crazy.

“Graham,” I grunted at the feel of his mouth on my neck while his hands squeezed my ass. “We’ve, we’ve, got to…to get inside.”.

“Huh?” he startled, coming out of his drunk lust haze. “Yeah, inside. Clothes off. I need you,” he panted as if he had just run five miles.

I couldn’t help but laugh at my caveman alpha reduced to three-word sentences. Reluctantly, he let go of me long enough for me to turn in his arms and unlock the door with the key I was surprised I still had in my hand after his lips took over.

The warm air that flowed out the door felt too warm when we finally made it inside the guest wing. I locked the door and turned on a lamp. Graham went over to the gas fireplace and proceeded to turn it on. It was obvious that he’d been here before and knew exactly what to do.

We removed our coats and threw them over the chair by the door. The look in Graham’s eyes told me exactly what this alpha had in mind. We had to talk before we took this any further. This felt important, and I didn’t want to make a mistake here with him.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” I asked, my mother’s training coming out in me.

“I’m good right now,” he said. “Maybe later.”

I cleared my throat and moved toward the sofa in front of the fireplace. The room was heating back up, and so was my alpha. Graham sat down and pulled me into his lap, giving him better access to my neck. Chill bumps ran up and down my spine at the feel of his lips and tongue on my neck. It was a particular hot spot for me.

As Graham worked me into a lather with his mouth on my neck and ear, his hands roamed over my body and began snaking their way under my sweater. The feel of his warm hands on my chilled skin was like a branding iron.

“Cooper,” he rasped out, “I need to know what you want. I’m close to losing control, and I don’t want to cross any lines that you are not okay with.”

“I’m not a virgin if that’s what you’re worried about. I want everything you’re willing to give me,” I replied, “but I really want to feel the weight of your cock on my tongue while I’m on my knees for you.”

Graham growled at my comment. “Maybe I want to worship my sweet omega and suck you deep into the back of my throat instead.”

My eyes rolled back in my head at the mere thought of it. I pulled myself off his lap and began to work at removing my clothes. Graham followed my lead and pulled his black cashmere sweater over his head. I stopped all movement at the sight of his bare muscled chest, covered in just enough hair for me to run my fingers through. He had a dark happy trail that created a guide for my eyes down his sculpted abs to his low riding dark wash jeans and unbuckled belt.

My mouth was hanging open at this point as this beautiful man stood in my living room in front of the fire, wearing nothing but his unbuckled jean that skimmed over his bare ass to reveal he was going commando. The barest hint of his ass crack was driving me crazy with need.

Graham hooked his fingers in the belt loops of his jeans but stopped when he noticed I was frozen on the spot. “You okay over there,” he teased.

“Fuck, you’re hot,” I managed to get out of my stunned brain.

Graham laughed at me and strode over to touch me. He bent down and took my earlobe between his teeth, sending a fury of chill bumps up and down my spine.

“Get naked so I can fuck you,” he whispered in my ear, then proceeded to lick my lobe before sitting down on the edge of the sofa.

I snapped out of my stupor and worked to rid myself of my remaining clothes. Instead of helping me, Graham ran his fingertips over my newly exposed skin and placed an open-mouthed kiss right at the base of my spine. I moaned and shivered at his touch until a single finger ran down the crease between my asscheeks, creating mind-blowing sensations throughout my body.

At the feel of his mouth on me, I turned to face him once my clothes had been discarded. I kneeled on the floor between his spread thighs and took in the sight of his impressive bulge imprisoned behind the bottom of the zipper. I ran my hands up from his knees to his package, taking inventory of every muscle on the way. I reached into his jeans and withdrew his cock like a present that had been waiting for me. Lowering my head, I ran the velvety skin across my cheek and over my lips without using my tongue on him.

Graham ran his fingers through my hair and shivered at the sensation of my stubble across the head of his cock. I took him in my hands and encircled his thick erection, taking the drop of precum from the tip and rubbing it around before taking the mushroom head into my warm mouth. He moaned at the feel of my warm wet tongue on his shaft head.

The taste of his precum hit my tongue and lit another fuse inside me. I reached down and took my own cock in hand, and began to slowly jerk myself to the same rhythm of my now bobbing head. He tasted like no other man I’d ever been with.

“Fuck baby, if you keep doing that, I’m gonna lose it before we even get started,” he whined. I continued my assault on his shaft until he pulled my head back off his cock, and reached down to lift me up and onto his lap chest to chest.

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