Free A Flame To Bear (Fire Bear Shifters 4) by Sloane Meyers

seriously.”
    Trevor smacked her ass in response, and then pushed her up so they were both in a sitting position, with her on his lap. He pushed off the sleeves of his shirt and tossed it aside. Then he reached behind Bailey's back and unfastened the clasp of her bra. He threw the bra on the growing pile of clothes across the room, leaving Bailey’s ample breasts exposed. Her nipples stood erect and hard with the anticipation of what was to come.
    Trevor cupped Bailey’s breasts in his palms, one in each hand. He used his thumbs to stroke her nipples, which sent little rays of pleasure radiating through her body.
    Bailey threw her head back, letting her sleek, wavy hair brush against her bare back. She felt the moisture between her legs growing, soaking through her panties as her need for Trevor grew stronger. After several moments of teasing her breasts with his thumbs, he switched to using his tongue. He drew little circles of warm, wet moisture around each nipple, and then used his teeth to nibble first the left side, and then the right. Bailey moaned, and started grinding her hips against his. His dick felt enormous, like a strong, iron rod.
    The motion of her hips must have been too much for him to take, because he grabbed her and flipped her onto her side. He reached down and pulled her panties off in one smooth motion. Then he quickly did the same to his underwear.
    “Come here, you,” he growled. Then he flipped her onto her back, and poised himself right above her slick entrance. Bailey felt almost unbearable pressure and heat between her legs, as she waited for him to make his move and push himself into her. Her whole body tingled, screaming with desire for the pleasure he was about to give her.
    He didn’t make her wait long. With another deep growl, he slowly lowered himself into her. She felt the large girth of his stiff penis pushing against her insides. He touched places in her that she had forgotten existed, and places that she never known existed. Despite his large size, he moved with a graceful rhythm and control as he started rocking back and forth. With every thrust forward, Bailey felt herself growing hotter. She felt the primal hunger and passion coursing through her veins growing more and more out of control, until it exploded into an earthquake of sweet release. Her whole body tingled as her internal muscles clenched around Trevor’s dick in a wave of violent tremors. She yelled out his name between passionate gasps for breath, until she had no energy left. As her orgasm subsided, she opened her eyes and looked up to see that Trevor had thrown his head back and clenched his eyes tightly shut. His whole body stiffened as he let out a loud roar and then came into her. As his warm stream of passion filled her, she closed her eyes again, and relished the feeling of him pouring himself into her.
    When he had finished, they both lay there, panting and happy. Even though her orgasm faded, the heat in Bailey’s body kept burning. She snuggled up next to Trevor and buried her head in his chest. She trembled slightly from the aftershocks of their lovemaking. Neither one of them said anything—words just weren’t necessary. Trevor wrapped his arms around Bailey, and they fell asleep together. The last thing Bailey thought before drifting off was that this had been the perfect ending to the perfect day.
    The next morning, when Bailey woke up, she was tucked securely under the covers on the bed, but she was alone. She blinked against the bright sunlight sneaking in through a crack in the room-darkening curtains, and sat up. For a moment, she felt her heart sinking. Where had Trevor gone? Then she saw a note left on the pillow on his side of the bed. She unfolded the sheet of paper, and recognized Trevor’s handwriting. He had used the same messy chicken scratch on this note that he had used on the note he’d left with the pie at the hospital.
    Hey, Sexy. I hope you slept well. I had a few things to take