Page 32 of Cold Foot Croc

“Umm, I can’t imagine anyone choosing ‘bra.’”

She shrugged out of her jacket like she meant business. “Wait,” he told her, holding out his hands to stop her.

“You don’t want to see them?”

“Not like this. Not when you are just paying a debt. I want you to want to show me your tits. You don’t have to do this. I’ll Change without you having to expose yourself.”

“Oh.” Her eyes dropped to the snow at his boots, but not before he noticed the hurt in her eyes.

He swallowed hard and approached her slowly. “I want to undress you when the time is right.”

“You mean after I have the baby and I look more normal?”

“Uh, I was thinking about four seconds after I drop Dylan off at his house, so he doesn’t pop out and say something stupid like ‘you’re burning the steaks’ and ruin the moment. That’s going to be burned into my mind every time I remember our first kiss now.”

A surprised-sounding laugh escaped her. “Okay, so you still want to see me. Even in this shape.”

“Yes. Very, very,verymuch. I’ve been thinking about you naked nonstop since you said the word ‘nudes.’ Look at this,” he said, pointing to the zipper of his pants, which was pushed out on account of his erection at just talking about her tits. “You do it for me. I’ve jacked off like ten times since I saw you in Murdoch’s, and guess what I thought about every time?”

“Me?”

“You,” he assured her. “You’re so hot, and you smell good. You’re funny, and you’re confident when you speak, and powerful, and you just have your shit together. You’re this badass crocodile shifter who knows how to actually be a shifter, and your body is bangin’. I have imagined doing filthy things to you just to get you screaming my name, because apparentlythat’s the only goal I can think about lately. And I liked feeling your baby. There. I like it all.”

She pursed her lips, but she wasn’t doing a very good job of hiding her amused smile. “Truth.”

“I really like your butt, too. The territorial animal in me wishes you would wear the jacket I got you all the time, because you feel kind of like mine, and I know it’s way too soon, but there it is. So long story short, yes, I would love to see your boobs, Raynah. Now, or whenever you want. Pregnant or not pregnant. My dick literally doesn’t care either way.”

She dropped her head, and her shoulders were shaking with repressed laughter. When she looked back up at him, all of the uncertainty in her eyes had faded away. “Do you want to take my jacket off me?”

“I mean, we just talked about how I don’t want you to ever take my jacket off—”

“So you can undress my boobs.”

“Right.” He marched right on over there and pushed her jacket from her shoulders, then pulled the hem of her sweater over her head and…holy shit. She was wearing a black lace bra, and her tits were huge. Like…full and round and spilling-out-of-her-bra huge.

He had never seen anything hotter than how hard that bra had to work to keep her curves confined. “Ooooh, fuck,” he whispered. “Bear, light of my life, best friend,” he muttered sarcastically to himself. “If my brother interrupts this, you can maul him.”

She laughed and squeezed her arms together, pushing her tits up and deepening her cleavage line. “They’re really big right now.”

“Fuck me,” he huffed out, hovering his hands right over the curve of them. He wished he could see the swell of her belly too, but she had on leggings that came all the way up to just underher bra, covering it. He would have to just focus on the boobs, which was okay, because he felt like he was falling into a trance.

He slid his hand to her ribs and around to the back of her bra, unsnapped it, then hooked a finger into the lace fabric and pulled it slowly off her arms. She was perfect. God, she was so perfect.

He cupped her breasts from the sides. She groaned and relaxed her head back, closing her eyes to the sky. “Your hands are so warm,” she murmured as he massaged her. “Feels good.”

His dick throbbed behind the seam of his jeans. He liked when she told him what she liked.

Garret lowered his lips to hers and massaged one of her full breasts while he slipped his other arm around her back and pulled her close. Fuck, he wanted her so bad. He wanted to be buried deep in her, thrusting, relieving them both.

And then she said something that changed the course of his entire life in an instant.

“I’ll let you come on my tits right here if you Change.”

He froze there, one hand on her full breast, his lips an inch from hers. “You won’t want that from me if you see the Change.”

“I will. Do you know why?”

He shook his head.

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