Free Knox (BBW Bear Shifter Moonshiner Romance) (120 Proof Honey) by Becca Fanning Page A

Grill. Warm air filled the living room and there was a crisp azure sky outside the window. Layla walked to it at once, looking out into the forest. A moment later, she felt Ben’s breath on her neck. He kissed her ear very gently.

    “Mmm,” Layla moaned. “It feels like the date’s not over.”

    She turned and wrapped her arms around his neck, toying with the hairs at his nape. His golden eyes were shining with desire as Layla leaned in for a kiss. As always, she had to tease his lips with her tongue to get him to open them. Ben groaned as their tongues connected, his hands slipping down to caress the small of Layla’s back. She could feel the wave of heat and excitement coming off him, and this time, she wouldn’t let him go.

    “Come on,” she urged in a whisper. “You’ve been a gentlemen for long enough. Stay now. My shoulder’s healed, and so are your bruises. Let’s be closer.”

    Ben’s grin surfaced. He was wonderful when he grinned, and seeing it made Layla feel as though she had broken through the seriousness that he put up against the world.

    “It’s the middle of the afternoon,” he protested, but not with any great persuasion.

    He wanted her, and she knew that he was going to stay.

    “Natural sunlight,” she mused with a silky voice. “I can’t think of a better way to see your gorgeous body.”

    She began to undress him. Ben was nervous at first, but when Layla began to kiss every inch of his chest as she exposed it, he relaxed into her control. He twisted away from the window to lean against the wall, letting Layla remove his shirt and then his belt. When she crouched to begin unzipping his pants, Ben’s breathing hitched. She felt his powerful legs shaking as she pulled his trouser legs down, revealing a pair of black boxers that were already straining to contain the erection inside.

    Layla teased his hard-on with a feather-light touch, stroking him through the cotton. Ben gave a groan that was deep and echoing. He looked down at Layla, his dimple glowing as his grin pushed it into full view. He reached out and stroked her cheek.

    “God, I’m so glad we met,” he murmured, “even if it was through all this… you know.”

    His boxers came away with a tug, and Ben gasped. Layla watched his cock spring out, proud and ready. She let her hand slide along it, feeling the thick, throbbing shaft.

    “Don’t you dare talk about the past now,” she demanded. “Everyone’s healed up fine. I’ve been hanging onto my past for years, and you’ve helped me to move on. This is us now, Ben. This is our future.”

    She kissed the very tip of his erection, and Ben shuddered. To Layla’s surprise, however, he began to step forward, kicking his discarded clothes away. He offered Layla his hands and she got up, pulled at once into a deep and delving kiss. She reached down to stroke and tease Ben again as they made out, but soon she realized he was trying to get her out of her dress. Layla stepped back from their passionate embrace, and unzipped her bright summery dress from the back. It fell to the ground, leaving her standing in her white bra and panties.

    “Show me,” Ben asked.

    She took the bra off first, feeling the warm summer air caress her breasts. When her panties came down, she could already feel how wet and warm she’d grown from Ben’s touch and his kiss. They stood for a moment, watching each other’s bodies, then a wicked grin grew on Layla’s face.

    “Catch me, slowpoke,” she teased.

    And then she was gone, heading for the bedroom with a giggle. Ben chased her through the living room and swung round the bedroom door just as Layla launched herself onto her soft, huge bed. She wriggled onto her back, breathless with excitement, and in seconds Ben was on top of her and showering her with kisses. She felt his hard-on rubbing against her thighs and the base of her stomach. Her body arched up to rub against Ben’s muscles, craving him desperately.

    “You’re