Page 6 of Greedy Grizzly
She reared her head back and gaped. “Is that a serious question?”
“You can tell me the truth, that you want to end things with me and only be with him. Toby doesn’t have to do it for you. You don’t need to be afraid of me. I would never hurt you, Lib.” Emotion caught in my throat and made my eyes wet. “I love you.”
“Damn, that Toby.” She threw herself against my chest, wrapped her arms around my neck, and tightly hugged me. “I told him to let me tell you and not to send that email. He’s such an idiot.”
“Lib, I can’t lose you.” I held her firmly, careful not to squeeze her too tightly. She was my one reason for living. My life. My best friend and lover.
“I can’t lose you either.” She kissed my neck. “I’m not leaving you for Toby. God, my heart would break not being with you.”
“But I know you love him.”
“I love a lot of people and have enjoyed being with many.” Her grip around my neck nearly strangled me. “But nobody matters to me as much as you do.”
“So you do love him?” I’d always suspected she did, but had never heard her admit it.
“Yes. But I also love you.” She pulled back and captured my face in her hands again. Those green eyes of hers glimmered with tears. “Why are you making me weepy?”
“I don’t mean to. You’re one of few people I trust and it feels like you’re hiding something. Like you’re going to betray me. I’ll die if you do.”
“Shh. You won’t die. If you did, I’d die too.”
I pinched her chin and drew her mouth toward mine. “You promise you’re not going to break up with me?”
“Are we actually a couple? Because this is the first I’m hearing of it.” She rocked on my hardening length, a sassy lilt in her voice.
“You’re a naughty girl. It’s not nice to tease a man.”
“Who’s teasing?” She unbuttoned my jeans and tugged down my zipper. Excitement rushed through my veins, and right down to my dick, turning him to steel.
“Really?”
“Unless you don’t want to have me right here and now.” She freed my cock and wrapped her hand around the base, gently pumping it.
“You know I do.” I slipped my fingers under her and fondled her satiny pussy. She rarely wore panties with skirts and dresses—for easy access. She was unapologetic about her ravenous sexual appetite and made sure to take advantage of every opportunity.
Libby was the bomb when it came to sex. Before she had arrived at the club and became a Kitten, I hadn’t vibed with the other girls. They’d been fake and overly dramatic, making sounds that didn’t seem real. Some would just lie on the bed and expect the dude to do all the work. That wasn’t fun at all.
Libby had been different. She liked to fully participate. At least with me, she gave as good if not better than she received. There wasn’t a single fake thing about her, not body parts or her gorgeous face or her feelings about people, love, and life.
I’d trusted Libby with my deepest secrets. Not even Storm knew about my sexual orientation. I’d hidden being gay when Matt had taken me in. I couldn’t fathom ruthless bikers accepting me into their club if they’d known the truth. It’d been easier to be quiet and aloof, and absorbed into my computers.
The Kittens had hung all over me as they had the others, and once a month I’d take one into my bedroom to work off my frustrations. After all, my foster dad had drilled into my headthat a female was the only person I should want, when he’d brought women into my bedroom to fuck the gay out of me. So I had adapted and liked pussy as well as dick.
I fingered her, sinking my middle digit deep into her. She gifted me with one of her genuine moans, which made me ache.
“So warm and wet, Libs. I could eat you right this second.”
“Why dontcha?” She ground against my hand, arching her back so her tits reached toward my face. “Only mentioning it and not following through is teasing.”
“And the kids?”
“What about them? We live on a biker compound where anything goes.” Her hips picked up speed and her green eyes darkened with lust. “Come on, Grizz. It’s been a while since we had sex outside of your bedroom.”
See? Libby was unabashed. The real deal. And she was mine.
But…
I glanced around the backyard. It was the middle of the day. People were milling about, coming and going. If it were dark out, I’d be all in.
