Page 17 of Sunshine for the Grumpy Grizzly

“Come on. It’ll be fast if we work together.”

He fixes me with a stern look. “Go to bed, Lucy. You’ll need your sleep for tomorrow.”

I bite my lip.Holy crap.I like it when he’s bossy like this.

“Okay.” I nod, defeated. “And thank yousomuch for tonight.”

He gives me a long look, his eyes all soft. “We were a good team.”

“Yeah!” I hold my hand up for a high five.

For a second, he looks confused. Then he catches my hand in his.

The contact with his skin is electric. But instead of slapping my hand, he keeps hold of it, drawing me closer to him. “Anything for you, Lucy Cole.”

I blink. “F-for me?”

His big chest rises. “Of course. This was all for you.”

Then he’s pulling me into his massive arms. He dips his head, and…

Oh, god, he’s kissing me.

Those beautiful, manly lips are pressing against mine.

His mouth is so soft. So lush. Totally dreamy.

A sigh escapes my throat.

When he angles his jaw and kisses me deeper, I part my lips, welcoming him in. Wanting him closer and closer.

His tongue slides in like velvet, dancing against my own.

Tingles run all the way through me, and I cling onto him so I don’t pass out. I had no idea kissing could feel this awesome.

“You’re so beautiful, Lucy,” he growls against my lips. “So sexy.” He kisses me harder and harder, and his hands run all over my body.

What’s that?Something pressing against my belly.

I look down. The front of his jeans is all tented up. His thing—his cock—is hard. He wants me.

He wants to fuck me.

The thought judders through me like a runaway train.

I’ve never done that before. Never been a sex person. But now my whole body is lit on fire, and that spot between my thighs is aching like crazy. For him. I want him inside me. Hardly knowing what I’m doing, I reach for him. My hand is trembling, but I need to feel him?—

Preston pulls away with a warning growl.

“Huh?” I stare at him, uncomprehending.

“Lost my damn phone somewhere—” a voice slurs. Heavy feet come crashing through the undergrowth.

I close my eyes.Of course, someone lost their phone. The IT guy emerges from the trees, blinking dazedly.

I’m frozen, too stirred up to think about moving.

But Preston is already pulling me behind a tree, protecting me with his body. “Go that way, baby.” Gently, he turns me in his arms, plants a kiss on my cheek, and guides me off in the opposite direction.

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