Page 19 of The Bear's Forever Mat
There was no one she could complain to because she’d beenwarned, but dealing with Cooper in the throes of mating fever was going to make sexual saturation a reality.
The intensity of the situation made the slightest touch more erotic. He’d been surprisingly silent since their clothes had begun to come off, but Amber didn’t mind one bit.
He was saying with body language everything that needed to be said.
The pressure of his tongue on her sex and clit stayed focused. A near brutal demand that her body answer the call to pleasure, and her body responded with a “hey, howdy, and hello” that would have thrilled any porn shoot director.
She’d wondered for a moment if it was possible to orgasm from the nipple play alone.
Amber had no doubts that a record-breaking climax was rising as Cooper upped his game and turned his tongue and fingers into a sexual torture device.
Just enough licking on her clit to make tingles start along her spine. Barely enough play with his oversized finger at the opening of her sex. Another round, literally, with his tongue. He started a slide in then out with his finger on slow-motion repeat until she was perched on top of a rocket with a burning fuse and an impending explosion.
Everything stopped.
Amber’s head snapped off the mattress and she growled at him. “Cooper.”
An amused and evil grin twisted his lips. “Just making sure you’re paying attention.”
She didn’t have time to curse before he covered her clit with his mouth and sucked hard, driving his thick fingers into her core.
It was as if the most incredible aurora borealis took control of the room, starting at her core and flashing outward with brightly coloured ripples. Amber swore she heard the undulating lights sing.
Once she could breathe again, she peeled her eyes open to stare down at the big bear settled between her naked thighs. Maybe she should feel regret, or fear, or something big and scary at the huge move she’d made.
Looking into Cooper’s heated gaze and the cocky grin twisting his lips, all she felt was anticipation.
A week of this? A lifetime of this, and more?
Bring it.
It was time to return the favour. Amber squirmed, planning to inch her way under him.
Or that was the idea. Instead, she found herself pinned to the bed by his weight as he stretched over her.
“You taste good.” Cooper growled the words a second before he took her lips again.
She wanted to help strip away his remaining clothes. Wanted to guide him to her and ease his pain, but his patience had vanished.
Amber found herself in his arms, held tight to his body. Her knees rested on either side of his hips, and her very wet sex lay over his thick length like a protective blanket.
“Where did your clothes go?” Amber demanded. “Whendid your clothes go?”
“Do you really care?”
Good question. Answer? Not. One. Bit.
His fingers flexed on her hips, and she rose, then fell, as he deliberately dragged her sensitive folds over his cock.
Another tingle started. Or maybe it was the lingering aftershocks of her first orgasm, but with Cooper stroking her so perfectly, round two wasn’t far off.
A second later he rocked harder than before, and the head of his cock slipped between her folds. Amber sucked in a gasp.
Cooper moaned long and loud as he dropped her onto his shaft. Slowly, in control, but she felt every inch of the growing connection between them.
When she finally rested fully on his thighs, Amber offered a soft moan of her own. “Feels so good.”
“Mm-hm.”
