by Marie Carnay
“You’re naked.”
Keira grinned. “I know.”
Why had he resisted this? God, she was every man’s dream. Sexy curves, open mind. Grant couldn’t get over his luck. He ran his hands up her sides and cupped her naked thighs. “This is real, right? I’m not imagining all of this?”
“Not your imagination. Totally real.”
“Good. Because I’d hate to wake up in a minute.”
She reached out and ran her fingers through his hair, twisting the strands as he tugged her closer.
“You are so beautiful.”
She blushed and rocked back on her heels, biting her lip as she glanced down at his crotch. He followed her gaze and laughed. His dick was so hard it budged against his jeans and threatened to bust the zipper.
He shrugged and ran his hands around her thighs, kneading the soft globes of her ass. “What can I say? You turn me on.”
“Right back at you.”
He couldn’t wait to pull her down and sink inside her. He’d show her just how much he needed her, one thrust at a time. His clothes came off in record time. Boots landed against the far wall, a shirt hit the chair, his jeans fell in a puddle at his feet.
Keira reached out and tugged his boxers down. He reached for her and tugged her close. His erection pressed into her belly and the heat of her skin made him harder. God, at this rate, he’d never last.
Brushing her hair off her shoulder, Grant leaned down and nuzzled her ear. “I’m going to make you come, Keira. I’m going to lick that hot little body of yours until you beg me for it.”
She shuddered and let out a gasp. “Anything you want. I’m yours.”
He ran his hands up and down her back, swooping his thumbs around her sides to stroke the weight of her breasts. Her nipples hardened as he caressed her skin—her huge, dark areolae shrank into pebbled nubs beneath his fingers.
With a grin, he leaned over, licking a nipple into his mouth before lapping across it with his tongue. She arched into him, hands scrabbling to grab his shoulders as she moaned out loud. That’s it. Moan for me.
He sucked and licked and fondled her nipple, working her up until she panted into his hair and squeezed his arms. Then he switched sides, giving her other breast equal attention, flicking the tight bud over and over until she shook with unsatisfied desire.
“Oh, God, Grant. Your tongue. You’re amazing.”
Grant slid down to his knees. “You haven’t felt anything yet.”
She reached for him, but he batted her hand away and kissed just inside her knee. Spreading her legs apart with every kiss, he inched higher and higher. She trembled against him and grabbed his shoulders to keep herself from falling. When he reached her mound, he took a deep breath and blew, hot air fanning across her folds and making her moan.
“Lay down on the bed for me. I want to taste you.”
Keira groaned but complied, crawling up onto the mattress and giving him a prime view of her slick channel. Mmm. Wet already. Her core glistened with moisture, her outer lips swollen and pink. He couldn’t wait to dive in and get lost.
She turned around and sat on the edge, scooting up until her knees touched his chest. They shook against him as he slid his hands between her legs and pushed her open. Wider and wider he stretched her, forcing her to lay back and lift her legs in the air.
“That’s it. Open up for me Keira, show me what’s all mine.”
She closed her eyes and bit her lip as he spread her legs. Holding her thighs still, he bent down, licking a trail around the edges of her slit, lapping at the hints of cream soaking her bare skin.
She moaned and bucked into his hand and he couldn’t hold back anymore. Enough teasing. He wanted her screaming, not moaning.
Without warning, he thrust his tongue through her folds, parting her skin to find her clit. With steady pressure, he flicked it, back and forth, back and forth. He rubbed her little hood over the plump nub and she thrashed above him, groaning and rocking into his mouth and hands.
So eager. Sexy. Dipping lower, he probed her channel, thrusting his tongue inside as her muscles clamped down around him. Sliding back up, he circled her clit again, flicking and swirling, pulling it into his mouth and sucking.
Every suck and nip of his teeth made Keira groan. She tore her hands through his hair and dug her nails into his scalp. At last, her whole body froze, contorted and twisted as an orgasm ripped through her. She screamed her release and the sound made Grant proud.
After a few seconds, her voice eased into a moan, then a pant, and finally, she fell back on the bed in a quivering heap. He let her legs go and climbed up next to her, ready to tug her to him and let her relax. But she kissed him instead.
Insistent, hungry lips landed on his and Keira thrust her tongue inside his mouth and lapped against his own. Damn.
He pulled back and she smiled as she pushed him over onto his back. “Now I know what I’ve been missing.”
“We’re just getting started.”
“Yes we are. And it’s my turn.” She slid down the bed, climbing off the mattress until she kneeled on the floor. “Come here.”
Grant frowned and sat up. “Keira, you don’t have to—”
Keira let out a growl of her own. “I said, get over here.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Grant scooted to the edge of the bed and swung his leg around so her body nestled between his knees. His dick was rock hard and standing tall, pointing right at her lips.
Her mouth fell open and she blinked for a moment. “Guess it’s my lucky day, isn’t it?” She laughed and crept closer, inching her mouth towards his dick. Grant held his breath as her lips slipped over his tip and groaned as she ran her tongue over his ridge.
She slid down his shaft, letting her saliva leak out from the edges of her lips and coat his skin. Farther and farther she took him in, stopping only when his head bumped against her throat. Oh, man. At this rate, he’d never hang on.
“I can’t. Keira, I need to be inside you. Please.” He stroked her hair and she pulled back.
“No, you don’t. You can wait. Like I said before, it’s my turn and I meant it.” Without another word, Keira slipped her lips back over his cock, flattening her tongue and taking him deep.
He groaned as she rocked forward and back, sliding her way down his shaft while she stroked the rest with her hands.
Grant wasn’t the only one who loved to use his tongue. And it had been far too long since she’d had the pleasure. He wasn’t getting away without her getting a taste. Not when he’d already given her the best orgasm of her life. She lubed him with her spit, soaking his cock until her saliva dribbled down and coated her hands. Then she stroked him, hands moving in time with her mouth, fast and tight and slick.
He thrust into her, bucking his hips as she bobbed her head, licking on the way up and humming on the way down. That’s it. Come for me. With a groan, he came, shooting his sticky release down her throat as waves of pleasure racked his body.
Keira pulled off and wiped her face with the back of her hand.
He sagged above her. “I clearly don’t deserve you.”
She chuckled. “Yes, you do.”
“Then come up here.” Grant reached for her and pulled her up for a kiss. He pressed his lips against hers before darting his tongue inside her mouth. He swirled it around and she smiled against his lips. They fit together so well.
God, it had been years since she’d felt like this. Turned on and in control and satisfied all at the same time.
Could there be more to Grant than a one night stand? Keira didn’t know and in the moment, she didn’t care. All that mattered was the two of them—naked and happy—and what was about to happen next.
She wanted him inside her, filling her up and making her come. Enough waiting. Keira reached between their bodies and found his cock, already hard and ready. “Take me, Grant. I want you to fuck me.”
He blinked his eyes open. “You sure know how to talk dirty.”
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��d rather be doing something else.”
He groaned his agreement and pushed her onto her back. He towered over her all weight and heft. She knew he was strong. Grant could probably hold her down with one hand and do whatever he wanted to her. Despite his strength, he’d been nothing but gentle. Soft.
She wanted to change that. Keira wanted him to let go. She spread her legs and reached for him. One swipe of her thumb up his shaft and he trembled above her.
“I don’t have any condoms.” Grant gritted the words out through clenched teeth.
“I’m on the pill.”
He groaned and found her eyes in the dim light. “Are you sure?”
She nodded. “Don’t pull out.”
Grant’s moan turned into a throaty groan and he pushed her legs wider and came down onto his forearms. His thick cock nudged her entrance and Keira moaned. Yes. Please, yes.
She gasped and jerked and in one steady, smooth glide, Grant entered her. His cock stretched and filled her and Keira cried out as his hips met hers and she’d taken him all.
His cock throbbed as she gripped him and Keira moaned in satisfaction. I’ve needed this. Needed him. With another moan of delight, she wrapped herself around Grant, hooking her legs over his hips and forcing him deeper. She needed every inch of him she could get.
As she adjusted to his size, Grant grabbed her arms and pulled them up over her head. He pinned them down with one hand as he thrust again, harder than before. Keira jerked against his grip, little moans and gasps sneaking past her lips as he fucked her.
Yes, oh, yes. Harder and harder he took her. His cock sinking deeper with every pump of his hips. With his free hand, Grant pushed her leg up higher. He hooked his arm behind her knee and she was pinned to the bed. Arms trapped. Leg secure. Helpless.
Any other man, any other time, and she’d have never done this. Never let a stranger assume control and touch every piece of her. But Grant was different. He was breaking down her walls with every stroke through her slick heat. He was capturing not just her body, but her heart.
With her body pinned, Grant pulled out, leaving only his engorged tip inside her. Her body reacted, closing around him, begging him to stay inside and not leave her empty and wanting.
She opened her mouth to beg when he grinned. His eyes brimmed with lust and desire and Keira cried out. Yes. The heat of them together made her soar.
Rising up, she crushed her chest against him and kissed his lips, shoving her tongue inside and flicking back and forth. She used her one free leg to urge him deeper, digging her heel into his ass as he ground down against her. He thrust harder.
Forward and back, again and again, he crushed her into the mattress. With every slam of their bodies together, he edged deeper, claiming another part of her, ruining her for anyone else.
She stared up at him, taking everything he gave her, opening herself up, giving it all away. The orgasm came out of nowhere. Blindingly fast and strong and stealing her breath.
Keira’s muscles clamped down and she cried out his name, a wail of release and euphoria. Freedom.
Grant moaned above her, his own orgasm taking over. He jerked and came, his release hot and fast inside her. The knowledge sent shockwaves of pleasure through Keira and she gasped for air. Never in her wildest dreams had she imagined sex could be like this.
7
Grant woke up to see the last smoldering embers of the fire. He stared at them for a long time as he enjoyed the feeling of Keira’s body in his arms. He was still in shock at what had happened between them, but he didn’t regret it for a moment.
Was this a one-night stand? He didn’t get the sense that Keira was that kind of girl, and he wasn’t usually that type of guy.
He slid away from Keira, careful not to disturb her. He’d watched her breathe for half the night. Bee stung lips. Cascading brown hair. A body he could lose himself in.
She was everything he’d ever want in a woman. Strong. Opinionated. Sexy as hell. But she had a life in Seattle. One she’d be going back to in a few days. Once she left, that would be the end of it anyway. Whatever ‘it’ was.
It was probably for the best. Grant was married to his job after all. They had been attracted to each other, and they had acted on it. No big deal. He ignored the pang in his chest as he slipped on his jeans.
As soon as the sun warmed the sky, Grant slipped out of the cabin. A half an hour later, he scrambled down to the water’s edge. He wanted to find Keira’s camera before she got the great idea to go hiking on her own for it. She shouldn’t be out there without him.
When he reached the river, he crouched and peered around. Keira had fallen in nearby. The camera either landed on the rocks when she fell, or it was miles downstream. He stood and searched the area, knees bent, head down, canvassing the rocks.
He’d about given up when he spotted it. Covered in dirt with waves lapping at the strap, Keira’s camera was sitting right where she’d dropped it in the rocks. Hot damn.
With a hustle he hadn’t put into his hike in months, Grant tore up the hill and around the curve the river and busted in the front door. He held the camera up with a huge smile on his face, but stuttered to a stop when he made it inside.
She wasn’t there. He turned around. Her clothes weren’t on the line and her pack was gone.
Oh, no. She couldn’t have left. Not on her own. The grizzly was sure to still be in the area. Moose and elk, too. Even a hunter who’d strayed off legal grounds.
Grant shut the door and ran his hand through his hair. He needed to pack up and head out. He’d radio Betsy and they’d set up a search party. He strode across the floor and shoved open the door to the bathroom.
Oh!
Keira stood in front of the tiny mirror wearing nothing but pink lace and wide eyes. She spun around and her breasts bounced in the air. The see-through lace of her bra did nothing to hide the dark rose of her nipples as they hardened before his eyes. She was the sexiest thing Grant had ever seen. Too bad she could never be his.
She smiled and reached for him, but he held the camera up instead.
“Oh my God! You found it!” She launched herself at him and wrapped him up in a hug. Her breasts pressed into his chest, her hips grazed his and Grant’s lower half sprang to life. Down boy.
He pushed her back and smiled. “You should probably check if it still works before you tackle me.”
Keira’s cheeks colored and she grabbed her shirt from the floor. “Right.” She slipped the fabric over her head and sat on the toilet seat. With a deep breath, she turned the camera over and wiped a smear of mud off the display. A push of a button and she almost jumped out of her skin. “Yes!”
Her fingers glided over the buttons, flicking over and over as she scrolled through the photos. Her brown eyes rose to meet his and Grant couldn’t help but laugh. She glowed.
“I take it everything’s fine?”
“Beyond fine. It’s freaking fantastic. Thank you, Grant.” She reached out and squeezed his hand. “I can’t tell you how much this means to me.”
Grant could think of a million ways she could repay him, none of which involved her still wearing that T-shirt. “It’s okay. I’m happy to help.”
She looked down at the camera and back up. “Any chance I can convince you to drive me to civilization? I need an internet connection to send these to my agent in Seattle.”
Grant swallowed. Civilization? The closest town was Pinetree. His home.
He scratched his two-day-old beard. “Pinetree’s not far. We’d need to hike back to our cars. Do you think you can manage?”
Her eyes sparkled. “Will you bring me back out here when I’m done?”
“You want to come back here?” He glanced around the cabin.
“Of course! I’d planned to spend all week taking shots. I’ve got food and a tent and sleeping bag. I’ve already wasted hours.”
His brow furrowed. After almost drowning, he’d expected she’d be ready to go home. Not get back out in the wild
. “You’re interested in more wildlife shots?”
Keira nodded.
He couldn’t let her do that on her own. And he didn’t want to say goodbye. Not yet. He shoved his hand in his pocket and tried to act chill. “I could be your guide. Take you places where you’d be sure to run into some Alaska natives. Caribou, moose, that sort of thing.” The guys would understand if he took a couple days off.
She narrowed her eyes. “I thought you said moose are dangerous.”
“They are. But I’d be with you.”
Keira said nothing for a moment and Grant’s hopes fell. If she didn’t agree, he’d be watching her walk out of his life like all the throwaway relationships before her. Kidnapping probably wouldn’t win her heart, either.
At last, she nodded. “I’d like that. As long as I’m not getting in your way.”
Yes. Grant steeled his expression, but inside he grinned like a schoolboy. “You’re not in the way. I can’t think of anything I’d rather do.”
Her cheeks colored. “Neither can I. As soon as I send this email, I mean. Is there an internet cafe?”
“No. It’s a town of two thousand people, Keira. We don’t even have delivery.”
She bit her lip. “A hotel with free wifi?”
“Missy runs the general store and she sometimes rents a room upstairs. But she doesn’t have internet.”
“Anywhere?”
Grant ran a hand down his face. There was one place. The only place in town he’d rather avoid at this point. But if it got a few more days with her…He swallowed. “My mom’s restaurant has satellite internet. But I don’t think—”
Keira cut him off. “Great! Let me throw on some clothes and we can go.”
A few hours later, they’d made it to the parking lot. Keira didn’t want to drive, so they’d piled into his Jeep and set off for town. Halfway there, remorse was all Grant could feel.
Taking a woman to his mother’s restaurant was right up there in sleeping with Beverly in the bad ideas department. His mother had been after him to settle down for months. Years.
