Free Bearliest Catch by Bianca D'Arc Page A

that was all the
encouragement he needed to take things to the next level. Drew
kissed her with all the longing inside him, taking her mouth with
the deep satisfaction he’d somehow known would be waiting for him
in her arms.
    She was heaven in his arms, and when she
twisted around in his embrace, he went with her. He’d let her steer
the ship, if that’s what she wanted. Anything. He’d give her
anything she wanted.
     
    Jetty liked that her big bad bear was willing
to let her take charge a little. She rolled him over onto his back
on the wide chaise, planting her hands on his muscular shoulders
and one of her knees on either side of his lean hips.
    She kissed him the way she’d wanted to for a
long time. He had intrigued her ever since she’d first caught sight
of him in his little boat, months ago. She had spied on him from
the water, watching his rugged face, his perfect body, as he
fished.
    He’d seemed so sad, at times, she’d almost
broken cover to talk with him. At other times, he simply seemed at
peace with the ocean—the way she was—which seemed odd to her for a
land shifter, but somehow beautiful. And then there were times when
he drank all day, to the point where he was talking to the fish he
pulled in, his words slurred, the emotional pain in him very close
to the surface. At those times, her heart had yearned to go to him,
to comfort him, but she could not.
    Through it all, there was the attraction.
She’d felt drawn to him as she had never before been drawn to
another male.
    She had known from almost the moment he’d
called her name that first day they’d spoken that, somehow, they’d
end up here. Not here—on his deck—in particular, but together.
Kissing. Exploring. Learning each other’s bodies as they had begun
to learn each other’s minds and personalities.
    She liked him even more than she’d thought
she would. He was open-minded and caring. Considerate and strong. A
warrior with a good heart, from all that she had seen so far. She
respected him. And her respect was not something easily earned.
    She also had the hots for him, which was why
she had taken charge for the moment. She wanted to be an equal
partner in this—and in all things they did together. He might as
well get a taste of that right now. Begin as she meant to go
on, and all of that.
    Enjoying the feel of his hard body beneath
her, she kissed him with all the pent-up longing that had built up
over day and weeks…months, even…of watching him. She’d wanted to do
this for so very long, and the reality was better than any of her
imaginings.
    He was so warm under her, his skin radiating
heat that spoke to her human side. She wanted to snuggle up to him
forever. She had the fanciful notion that, even in the cold of the
ocean, he would keep her warm.
    She pulled back slightly, licking at his
lips. She wanted to see his expression as she lowered herself over
him, making full body contact for the first time. There might be
two layers of clothing still between them, but the moment was
significant to her. She hadn’t been this close to a male since
she’d left land years ago. Opening herself up to Andrew like this
was something special. She wanted to know it was special to him
too.
    She met his gaze, watching him carefully as
she rubbed herself against him slowly, in imitation of what they’d
soon be doing skin to skin, if she had her way. She saw the flare
of desire in his eyes, heard the sexy rasp of his breath.
    “If you’re trying to make me insane with
desire, that ship has sailed, my finned beauty.” He raised one
slightly shaky hand to caress her cheek as she smiled.
    “ Finned beauty ?” She didn’t want to
admit how much she liked that.
    “I’ve been trying to come up with something
original, since you’re like no other woman I’ve ever known. Fair
warning—I’ve got a few more I want to try out.” His humor sparked
hers, and she had to smile.
    “I can’t wait to see what you’ve come up
with.” All