Page 20 of Sunshine for the Grumpy Grizzly

“Oh.” I put my hands over it, but it’s too late. It’s already getting hard under her curious virgin gaze.

Fuck. Desire is charging in my veins. All I want to do is rip off that scrap of fabric that’s hiding her beautiful body, and claim her. Throw her down on the bed and sink my cock into her tight virgin pussy.

Then, wonder of wonders, she takes a step closer. Her lips have turned cherry red, and I smell it—the thick, heady scent of her desire. My head just about explodes.

“Preston—?” she mutters.

Holy hell. She’s not afraid of my beast. She wants me.

She comes in close and tilts her head back, her eyelids going heavy. I dip down and claim her lips with my own.

Her skin is the softest thing I’ve ever touched. My callused fingers graze it as I stroke her shoulders, her arms. Then I cup her tits through the flimsy dress. When I touch her nipples for the first time, she moans into my mouth. They’ve turned hard, like perfect little pebbles.

The scent of her desire gets stronger, and suddenly, her hands are on my dick.

Fuck.

It surges, fit to burst. She runs her hands up and down, exploring. She’s shy but eager and it’s the sexiest thing in the whole world?—

“Arghhh! Errol!” We jump apart. Someone’s screaming right outside the door.

They’ve found him.

Lucy claps her hand over her mouth again. But she’s not freaked out. Her eyes are dancing with laughter.

“You better go,” she whispers. “Out the back.”

I’m already going. I dash to the rear window—the one where I spent the night watching Lucy—yank it open and vault out of it.

A couple of minutes later,I stroll back, tucking my shirt into my jeans.

The loser I half killed is still on the ground, and a bunch of people are clustered around him.

Lucy swings her door open. “What’s happened?” she says, all innocence. She’s wearing jeans and an olive-green V-neck shirt that shows off her tits to perfection, and she looks cool, unruffled. My heart swells with love for my girl. It’s so soon, but I’m falling for her. I can’t wait to tell her how I feel about her. How I’m gonna spend the rest of my life loving and protecting her.

“He’s been attacked!” the one called Natasha screeches when she catches sight of me.

“Shit! By what?” Wow, my voicereallysounds stressed.

“A bear, he says!”

I dart over and crouch beside the “victim”. He’s groaning. There are wounds around his neck, but I was careful. He’s not bleeding out.

I turn him onto his back and take stock of his injuries. His eyes are bloodshot and there are scratches on his face. His shirt is torn, too. He’s probably got a bunch of bruises. Well, he earned every single one of them.

“What happened?” I ask.

His eyelids blink open, and he looks around dazedly. “I was just heading out for a walk when a goddamn bear attacked me.”

I frown. “You sure? Bears usually stay away from civilization. Unless they’re provoked.”

“Of course, I’m sure,” he splutters. “Look at me!”

“Youwerea little drunk last night, Errol,” Lucy murmurs. “Maybe you fell or something.”

I look up at her, our eyes lock, and my heart goesboom. I’m so goddamn proud of my girl, I could burst.

Errol points a trembling finger at Lucy. “You… you saw him!”

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