ROMANCE: Bear Naked Seduction (Billionaire Bear Trio Book 1)

by Audrey Storm

  “Come into my lair.”

  “Said the spider to the fly,” she replied. When she was relaxed and that beautiful smile came out, she was utterly breathtaking, and he didn’t want to have her any other way now.

  “Not a spider or a fly here,” Keith replied. As soon as they crossed the threshold, he pulled her into his arms, kissing her like he’d not dared before, a full, powerful, unleashed possession of her mouth. Keith took her mouth hard, not giving her any room to protest, and she melted against him.

  “There you go,” he said, pulling away. All his senses were working overtime, and he was reeling with the feel and scent of her. She was aroused, probably achingly so. Good. Join the club, so was he.

  “How do you want this?” he asked as he began tugging off clothes.

  She was watching keenly as he unbuttoned his shirt, his chest coming into view. She raked her gaze over him, assessing him, and it seemed that she was very happy with what she saw.

  “An honest to God six pack,” she said, a tinge of all in her voice. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those outside the gym, you know what those gym boys like to do.”

  “You go to the gym?” It shouldn’t have surprised him, but it did.

  “Oh yeah, until I cure my addiction to chocolate.” She stepped closer, “Can I touch?”

  “Touch anywhere you want, baby. Just don’t wait forever to get naked. I want to see you too.”

  She ran her fingertips over his chest down his sternum and over his abs. She made a sound that was almost a whimper, something that told him that she really enjoyed what she was feeling. Didn’t figure she’d have any complaints.

  “Can I touch all over?”

  Oh yeah, she was going to go for it. He was still in his jeans, they were just slightly tented by his cock. “Yeah. Touch me. Just not for long. I’m ready to go, are you ready.”

  She dropped to her knees and he sucked in a breath. Her fingertips trailed very gently over his length, and she leaned in, licking his head through his jeans. God, that was one of the hottest things he could have imagined. She looked up at him, eyes wide, mouth slightly parted. “I can’t wait to do this when you’re in just a thin pair of underwear. To lick you into you coming that way.” Oh God, he liked her confidence, she was something else. “Why don’t you unwrap your little gift there,” he told her.

  “There’s nothing little about this honey.”

  “Well nobody has had any complaints, Jan.”

  “I bet you have a lot of satisfied customers.”

  “The only one I’m concerned about is the beautiful lady in front of me. One who seems to have too many clothes on. I sure as hell like what you’re doing.”

  “Well, we can take care of the close thing.” Jan reached for the button on his jeans popping it open, and sliding the zipper down slowly. He hadn’t worn underwear, as he was just planning to go home. And by the time he’d realized that this thing with Jan was happening, it had been too late. He’d had a fleeting thought that he might want to keep a pair of underwear in his locker, which just seemed silly right now. He didn’t need to think about anything but her, and the way she was looking at him. The need in her eyes, and the sweet musk of her rising up between. Jan shoved his jeans down to mid thigh and leaned back assessing his cock at eye level. God, that was sexy. Fucking sexy.

  “Like what you see?” She slapped his thigh paid playfully, and he rode the line between pleasure and pain, the little pain fading

  “You got a little close there, don’t do it again.” She had to know he was teasing.

  “Well then, I guess you don’t want me to do this.” Jan leaned in the tip of her tongue touching the very tip of him, cleaning off his pre-cum, with one sexy, sensual sweep of her tongue. It almost drove him off the edge. Could he die of sexual torture? Or sexual need? Maybe all the blood was running somewhere else but his head. Because all of a sudden he couldn’t think, he just wanted her to lick and he just wanted her swallow his come.

  “Don’t,” he said a little sharply. “Jan, I’m way too close to the edge. I’m going to do this inside you, not in your mouth, your pussy. Stand up.”

  She did, and he stripped off the rest of his clothes. She undressed with her back to him, much more slowly than he was.

  Her beautiful curves were on display for him all too soon, her ass, the gentle arch of her back, and the flow of her hair down her shoulders. He wanted to see her front, though this was a damn nice view. Her ass was lush, shapely and rounded enough to dig his fingers into when he was fucking her hard.

  “Turn around,” he told her, and when she did, he gasped. She was utterly stunning naked. The word Rubenesque came to mind, all those gorgeous generous curves. Soft woman just for him.

  “Do you like…” She bit her lower lip, he saw flash of uncertainty.

  Like? Try love. He nodded, not trusting his voice.

  “Really?” On some women it would have smacked of searching for a compliment, but on Jan it was perfect; she was genuinely uncertain and it showed in an endearing rather than annoying kind of way.

  “Really?” he said, dropping a kiss onto her shoulder. Keith pulled her close, loving the way they fit together, her soft stomach pillowing his hard cock, her body rocking against him. He could take her upright if he wanted to, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to start that way. No, she needed a pounding in a good old-fashioned position: man on top.

  This time.

  Keith turned them so that her back was to the bed and lowered her down. “I promise I will eat that sweet cunt of yours every hour of the day, but not now. Not yet. Right now I need to fuck you hard and fast.”

  “Promises.”

  “Facts,” he retorted, settling between her legs. She arched up and he slid inside her soaked pussy, her walls clinging to him. It had been so fucking long since he’d been inside a beautiful woman.

  “Oh god, don’t go slow,” she whispered, pulling him down. She wrapped her legs around him, moving against him, her body reacting to his hard cock by squeezing down on him. Keith groaned. No, this wasn’t going to take long at all. He made a sound deep in his throat and she responded just as gutturally, her sexy sound of need galvanizing him.

  He leaned in, kissing her tenderly, his mouth roaming over hers as he stilled inside her heat. This was special, and even though he was already close to the edge, he couldn’t resist pushing harder, driving both of them rocketing toward completion. But in this moment, he wanted to give her some tenderness, some romance amongst the animal passion moments.

  Jan gazed at him, her eyes liquid, her body soft in some places and very, very hot and tight in others.

  “This is our moment,” he told her gently, his hand smoothing over her hair. “This was worth waiting for.”

  “Yes!” she cried out, her body clenching down on him. Tender moments over; he wanted her now. Hard. Completely.

  Keith hovered over her, thrusting deep inside her. The way she was gripping him was amazing; he couldn’t stop the groans that mixed with her cries. He’d never been as in sync with another human than at this moment.

  “Please, Keith! Please…”

  “Right here,” he whispered. He couldn’t pull enough oxygen in to speak more loudly, and anyway, all his higher brain functions had dropped offline, leaving only passion, lust, and need behind.

  “Please, please! Pleasepleaseplease!” she cried out, her pussy fluttering around his throbbing dick. She was shoving him relentlessly toward the edge, her body reacting to his, and his to her in waves of need.

  “Please! Keith!”

  “Here.” He managed that one word as lightning ran through his body, centering at his balls, which tightened up against his body, thick jets of cum erupting from him and pouring into her.

  “Shit,” he muttered, unable to find the words to say what he was thinking and feeling. There was so much in this moment, as they came down from their joint climaxes slow and easy. Jan’s eyes fluttered open and he rolled off, turning onto his side
and propping his head arm up, so that he could gaze down at her.

  “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”

  “I am?’ she asked, flushing.

  “You are. That was…” How could he explain what he was feeling now, and just how good the sex was.

  “For me too,” she told him quietly. She turned to face him, running a hand over his cheek.

  “I don’t even know what it all means. This is so expansive.”

  “That’s a good word,” he agreed, nodding slowly. “Expansive. My feelings for you. Our connection. Us.”

  “Is there an us? I don’t want to sound presumptuous.”

  “There’s an us, Jan. There’s most definitely an us.” He sighed in satisfaction and happiness. This moment was simply perfect.

  Jan gave him a sleepy smile, her head dropping to the pillow. “I know I need to go home but…” She shrugged. “I think I want to stay here for a while.”

  “What about all night? I can run you home so you can change and then drop you off at work.”

  “Mmm, that sounds like a plan,” she told him, snuggling in close. Jan kissed his chest tenderly. “Let’s sleep together, Keith. I want nothing more.

  “Me either.”

  Jan awoke slowly, stretching, the sun brushing along her face and on Keith’s naked shoulder. Keith!

  It all came back to her. She’d been with Keith, her father’s best friend. A man who had become everything to her. Jan was falling in love with him; maybe a little part of her had a long, long time ago, and gradually picked up steam as he’d related to her and Brody at the hospital, and then last night.

  Last night had been amazing.

  Keith was…she was right—so was he—what they had was expansive. She’d always cared for him, had always been attracted to him. But this was a new layer to them; as equals rather than anything else.

  It was a hard concept to rationalize and yet, he was absolutely perfect for her, perfect for any woman, and yet he’d chosen her. Jan’s insecurities rose up and she worried, she genuinely feared, that she wasn’t his type. He was a doctor and her dad’s age, not a younger man or a man, frankly, not as attractive. Keith was the whole package and Jan wasn’t probably his typical relationship.

  If he even dated often. She had a feeling he didn’t. He’d taken Miranda’s death so very hard; Jan remembered both Mom and Dad being seriously worried about Keith after his wife died after a drunk driver hit her. It was an awful loss, piled atop the loss of their child, and Keith had seemed so beaten down by fate and circumstances, for a long time.

  There had been a point in time where her parents had essentially moved him in, since everything in the house had represented memories, and while Keith had seemed to heal, she’d never seen any sign that he’d been dating very much. And that was kind of nice, in the grand scheme of things.

  He could have been a serial dater and her parents had never known, but Jan suspected that wasn’t the case. There was something about the way he acted and reacted, both in and out of bed, that hinted that he was single and didn’t bring women home often. She felt fairly confident, insecurity and all, that she was unique, rather than one in a steady stream.

  He was very cute in sleep, the worry lines on his face smoothing out and making him seem much younger than his years. He was an incredibly handsome man, now and always, and there was no way he looked anywhere near fifty. Forty if he was lucky. He had those handsome looks, movie star but understated and rugged, more Harrison Ford than Justin Bieber. And he was ripped; those abs were incredible.

  She was…not ripped. If he were a food, he’d be a lean chicken breast, seasoned perfectly. And if she were a food, she’d be a cupcake. Fluffy, and sweet and not hard, fast, or healthy. Jan tried to quiet her mind, her insecurities, her self-deprecating ways. He had asked her to come to his home and then into his bed with an open heart—and open eyes, too. He wanted her. That much was clear.

  The age difference and all, that could have been a deal breaker, and the fact that they were so different, another possible roadblock. Yet Jan wasn’t truly worried about this. She had the distinct feeling that they were going to work well together.

  “Morning,” Keith said, his voice husky. His fingertips trailed over her breasts, her nipples hardening into aching points.

  “Mmm,” she whispered, shifting so that she was on top of him, his hard cock resting against her dampening pussy lips. “Do you like it in the morning?” Jan asked. She had no idea what time it was, but she was sure they could spare the time for a quickie, or maybe even a little longer than that. And they were both ready to fuck, his cock rock hard, her pussy quickly getting wet.

  “Yeah. And I want you just as you are,” Keith told her. He shifted and guided himself in slowly. Jan slid down just enough that he sank fully inside her, his presence fulfilling something deep inside her.

  Jan rocked slowly and then fast sitting up and riding him as their passion grew. Keith was gorgeous, eyes fluttering closed, his low gasps and her tight cries binding them deeply.

  “Fuck me harder,” she whispered, even though she was well aware that she held the cards here, with her superior position.

  She clenched down on him as they slammed against each other, passion threatening to crest and break over them. Her body throbbed, the tingles growing more and more as he pushed her relentlessly close to the edge.

  “Now, Keith, please! Please right now!”

  Jan clenched and released him with her interior muscles, again and again, pushing him so hard she wondered if he might forget how to breathe. His face was red and sweat began to pop out at his hairline. She wasn’t sure if he was straining to come or if he was trying to hold back.

  None of that mattered as she pushed them both over the edge, into a screaming delirium where their bodies and the sensations they arose in each other took over everything else.

  When they came down, Jan was surprised to find she was crying, tears dripping on his chest.

  “I’m sorry.”

  “Don’t apologize. Your emotion is beautiful. Almost as beautiful as you are.” He wiped away her tears, and gathered her close, and gently withdrew.

  “Just lie here, Jan. The day is still young and we have time to get some more sleep.”

  Jan closed her eyes, intending to sleep, as he suggested. She had to get to work, sure, but being with him was so nice. So very, very nice.

  Jan was drifting, dozing, riding the waves of afterglow quite happily, thank you very much, when she was startled awake by a ringing phone. Keith shifted, reaching for the phone he must have dropped on his end table at some point in the night.

  “’Lo?” he asked, his voice raspy and sexy.

  When he sat abruptly upright, Jan awoke fully, unease beginning to trickle in. There was no reason to worry. He was probably called all the time at the hospital. Jan sighed and rested her hand on his thigh, her eyes closing. They popped right open again when he muttered a curse. She sat up beside him, stroking her hand up and down on his muscular leg

  “Jimmy, calm down. They said what? Morning news? What network? Have I…yeah, she brought the boy to the hospital yesterday.”

  Keith nudged her and pointed to the other nightstand. Jan reached for a remote, and handed it to him, the panic clawing its way up her throat. This wasn’t good—at all.

  “Jimmy, settle down. Why do you think… Oh, Christ. Jim, she’s safe. She’s…with me.”

  Had he just outed them to her parents?

  “Yeah, I said here, Jim. I was going to drive her back to her car last night, but she bunked here instead. She was emotionally exhausted after dealing with the accident.”

  Keith closed his eyes and thumped his head against the headboard just once. “Yeah, Jimmy, hold on. Jan? Your dad needs to talk with you.”

  She gave him a look and he squeezed her arm. Yeah, this wasn’t going to be good at all. He pulled her onto his lap, and unlike earlier, his embrace was tense rather than protective and sexy and dreamy.

  “
Dad?” Jan asked, hoping she didn’t sound just very well fucked.

  “Jan, are you okay? What the hell is going on?”

  “What do you mean? With Brody?”

  “Yeah. They said…” Her father swallowed hard enough for it to echo over the phone. “They said you’re under investigation for not adequately supervising the kids. Jan, I know that isn’t you at all, so what’s going on.”

  “Oh my god…” She had suspected that something might come down the pike, but she hadn’t figured it would happen so soon, and not specifically to her, when she’d done nothing wrong. “It’s routine,” she told her father, reassuring him even though she knew this was a complete nightmare and was anything but okay.

  Dad sighed. “No, Jan, it isn’t routine as far as I can tell. Your name was the only one mentioned. Come over right away. Bring Keith. I’m going to call my lawyer and alert him, just in case we need to secure counsel.”

  “Oh god.” Was it really that bad? From the grim expression on Keith’s face, she had the answer to that. “I don’t even know what to say.” Jan looked at Keith and shrugged, feeling helpless, trying to push back the burn of tears.

  Keith took the phone from her. “Jimmy? We’ll be right over.”

  “Let me talk to my kid again,” Jan could hear her father’s voice even though the phone was at Keith’s ear. He handed it back over to her and she might have laughed at the idea of the game of telephone brought into a new century.

  “I’m glad you stayed with him last night. He’s a good friend to us.”

  “Me too. He’s been very good to me. Even made sure I ate. He’s a good friend, Daddy, you’re right. Jan knew her father had no idea what had happened.

  Or at least she hoped so.

  Keith spent the entire drive back to Jan’s house deep in thought. They’d taken a quick and dirty shower, but Jan’s heart hadn’t been into touching, or being touched. She did let him hold her, and she’d accepted and returned a blazing hot kiss.