Page 48 of Bear and Order

“Wait…” he holds my arm before I can take a step.

“Just wait,”

I pause, breathing heavily as he pulls me back into his line of sight.

“Are you okay?” I ask as I watch him heave heavily.

“I don't think I have been okay…” he pauses. “Since I met you I have been doing a lot of things. A lot of things I don't know I can feel,”

“Brock, you are —” the words get stuck on my tongue as he slams his lips into mine. His hands claim my body, and I gasp with every touch.

“I don't want to hold back,” he mutters, his breathing moving through my skin in waves.

“Then don't,” I respond.

My voice triggers him, and he picks me up effortlessly, his bare hand slapping against my ass cheeks. My hands gently wrap around him, and my mind becomes blank. It’s just me and him.

He lays me on the bed, ripping off his coat. My stiff nipples rise on my chest as he removes what is left of my tattered clothes.

“Gentle Mr Grizzly,” I utter when I feel the huge bulge on his pants.

“Scared…?” He replies with a teasing smile, dropping subtle kisses on my neck down to my chest.

“Cautious…” I moan as his hands drive through my thighs. He pulls back and takes off his shirt, revealing a defined muscular frame that leaves me gulping loudly.

I lean forward and hurriedly unbuckle his trousers. My heart races as I pull them down, revealing his erect dick.

“Lay back…” he commands. My body obeys.

He presses one hand against the bed, lowering himself to meet my gaze. His dick slides between my thighs, feeling along my pussy, teasing me, pulling me to the edge. Instead of putting it inside, he moves it and groans, sending vibrations through my skin as he licks and kisses me. I feel the tip of his dick trace my legs as he lowers himself to my pussy.

He places one finger on my swelling clit, and moves up and down. I look down at him and he’s watching my every move. The sensation makes me arch back, and my heart pounds. Suddenly, he thrusts two fingers inside me and his mouth falls on my clit, his tongue using circular motions.

My moans are rising in loudness as he goes, I know I’m ready to come for him, but then he stops and slowly moves to be level with me. He smirks and thrusts his dick inside making my legs immediately tremble.

My mouth opens but there are no words, no sound. He doesn't give my senses a moment to adjust before he starts thrusting.

“Fuck…” my voice echoes in my head as he pumps even faster, the speed increasing by the second. My legs stay up, and he seems to grow harder with every pump, reaching part of me that I cannot even detect.

His lips fall to my chest, trapping my nipples in his mouth as he moves even faster. Loud moans crack from my throat, but yet I can't hear my own voice. Everything around turns into white noise.

The pleasure is slowly driving me crazy. His tongue on my breasts, his hand holding my waist in place as I receive him over… and over… and over again.

Just when I think I understand how good it can feel, he surprises me by readjusting himself, pistoning against a different area.

The ecstatic feeling slips into my veins, seizing the breath in my lungs as my breath becomes uncontrollable.

“Don't stop!” I cry out as he pumps into me.

Heat flows through his point of contact to every other section of my body and then pools beneath my belly, building up an ecstatic intensity that leaves me gasping for air.

“ Brock…” I lean forward, my eyes shut as I tune in to the sensation that spirals through my cells. My toes curl as pleasure builds. Just when I feel myself at the edge…he pauses.

My eyes shoot open as he pulls out of me and lays by my side. I gasp heavily as he turns me over to my side and gently uses his dick to feel how wet I am, caressing and teasing me along the way.

My legs and hand won't stop trembling, every touch is heightened and in ways I can't explain. It's like I had craved this for so long.

Carefully, he slips in again, deeper than before. His palms slide along my curves before halting by waist.