F-Bomb (Bear Bottom Guardians MC 9)

I just wanted to make sure.

“Yes,” she whispered. “But I didn’t bring any…protection.”

I reached in my pocket for my wallet, pulling out a strip of condoms I’d tucked there the night before we’d left town.

I hadn’t really been thinking I’d be using them, but I’d wanted to be prepared just in case.

The night that we’d spent making love during that storm, I hadn’t used a single one.

I knew the consequences of that night…and I was honestly more turned on by the fact that she’d trusted me and had allowed me to come inside her knowing the risks than I was by damn near the sight of her naked.

I wanted to do her bare again.

I wanted it with every cell in my body.

But I wouldn’t be that man.

I wouldn’t trap her with the likes of me without her at least knowing exactly what she was getting.

And she wasn’t sure who I was just yet.

She only knew that she wanted me.

That I wanted her.

But one day, when she knew me inside and out, I’d give her everything she ever wanted.

Not because I wanted to, but because I wouldn’t be able to stop myself.

Seeing the woman underneath me happy would be my top priority.

“Take your shorts off already,” she ordered.

I did as she asked, shucking my shirt first because I knew that would be the next thing she told me to get rid of.

Her eyes took me in as I stripped, her hands halting at the waistband of her shorts as she took me in.

I jerked my chin in her direction.

“Fair’s fair and all,” I told her, eyes on her hips.

She jerked the shorts off with unpracticed movements, lifting her hips to get them off with better ease. She followed the shorts up with her shirt.

“Ohhh,” she breathed as my cock finally bounced free of my shorts.

My belly clenched at the look on her face.

God, she looked breathtaking.

Her taking in the sight of my cock made me want to spurt all over her naked belly and chest.

“You have abs for days,” she breathed. “I mean, I already knew this because you mow your yard shirtless, but damn.”

Why did I like the fact that she watched me without my knowledge?

If it’d been anyone else, I would’ve hated it.

“What else did you like?” I asked, standing up at the end of the bed to get rid of my shorts and underwear.

My wallet thumped to the floor, as did all the change that I’d managed to collect so that Astrid could press pennies in the park.

“I like every single thing about you, Slate,” she informed me. “But not all of it has to do with your body.”

My brows rose. “No?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“What else?” I asked, crawling up onto the bed between her once again splayed thighs.

Her pussy was glistening, practically begging for my mouth.

But I knew I didn’t have time for that.

Not when we needed to be to dinner in less than twenty minutes.

“I like how you acted like you hated everything about today,” she said as she ran her hand up my back, stopping just below my shoulder blade. “But when you watched those kids get all excited? Your face lit up.”

That was true. I enjoyed watching the kids have fun. It was more enjoyable than standing in line, that was for sure.

“Or when you acted like you were mad at me when I pressed my ass up against you,” she continued. “You’d give me those little glares, but you never pushed me away.”

No, I’d only pulled her closer.

“And when Linc pissed you off again, you didn’t take it out on his kid,” she said. “You played with him and teased him like the kid like she was one of your own sister’s kids.”

Yeah, I’d done that, too.

How did she see me so clearly?

Most people would’ve not even paid attention.

That was what I was used to, being ignored.

Yet she saw everything.

“Sometimes it’s scary how much you pay attention,” I pointed out, stopping when my cock found the perfect spot and lightly pressed against her entrance.

She hitched her hips up and moved forward, firmly notching my cock at the entrance to her sex.

That’s when I realized what I’d forgotten.

Going for the condom, I brought it up to my mouth.

“I know this is extremely crazy,” she said as she watched me rip the condom open with my teeth. “I know that I shouldn’t want it…but I want you with nothing between us. I want you bare and shooting inside of me.”

My cock stiffened even further.

It was now so hard that things were throbbing in my lower belly. My balls. My cock. Whatever muscles that surrounded those two things.

They were all tense and ready.

“Harleigh…”

“It’s the wrong time of the month,” she admitted, biting her lip. “I…”

“We shouldn’t,” I growled.

It took everything I had to say those two words.