Page 30 of Caught Bear Handed (Sawtooth Security #3)

I rose from the couch and offered her my hand.

The bathroom wasn’t big, a little claustrophobic with the two of us in there.

Before Kayla could have a chance to be uncomfortable, I kissed her, letting my body melt against hers.

But only for a moment. I pulled the filthy T-shirt over her head, and dropped mine beside it.

I started the shower, making sure it was nice and hot.

Kayla watched my every move with those big brown eyes.

“You look like a wolf,” I said. “More than you ever have in the past.”

“It took everything I had not to shift tonight. My wolf likes to break things and ask for forgiveness later. I call her my inner angsty teenager.”

“Breaking things comes in handy sometimes.” I chuckled and slid out of my sweatpants.

“I loved seeing you as a bear.” Now that gaze was glued to my body, and my cock was eager for the attention. “Speaking of breaking things. The way you used that tree as a bat was pretty epic.”

“I wanted to rip that bastard to pieces,” I confessed. “Not that the way I dealt with him was any kinder.”

“Hey.” She dropped her bra on the floor, the absolute best punctuation to her statement.

“You just told me not to beat myself up over Mark’s gross plan.

I won’t let you feel guilty for the way you took care of the problem.

He deserved the absolute worst you had to offer, and he can spend the rest of eternity rotting in hell. ”

“Step into the shower, my little wolf,” I whispered against her hair.

Her gaze didn’t leave mine as she pushed the curtain aside and stepped under the spray. It was so cathartic to watch the day wash away from her bare skin. I followed her. I’d follow this woman to the end of the earth.

I couldn’t keep my hands off her. After another hungry kiss, I grabbed the bodywash and the mesh ball, making it nice and sudsy before I dragged it over her skin.

“I have an idea,” she said.

“What’s that?” I wanted nothing more than to get lost in her. To be inside her. To never let her go.

“Remember when Bellamy’s call interrupted our kiss?” She ended her question with a moan when I moved the mesh over her breasts.

“Of course I do.”

“Why don’t we do a little role play,” she suggested, closing her eyes for a long blink. “We finally get to see what happened if you had actually joined me in the shower.”

This was an excellent idea. “You’ll have to remind me what you imagined for me.”

Not that I had forgotten. I just wanted to hear her say it again.

“You made sure I was satisfied.” She leaned back against the tile and spread her thick thighs. The curls between her legs glistened with moisture. Her hand trailed down her stomach, and her fingers curled at her cleft.

A growl resonated low in my throat as I watched her work her clit. Sweet moon, I’d never seen a more beautiful sight.

Her breath changed, and I grabbed her wrist. Her eyes flew open.

“It’s my turn.” I slipped my fingers between her legs, and her body bucked on contact. She was so close. I slid around her slick, swollen folds, paying attention to the way she reacted to every movement.

A hum vibrated on her lips, and I’d found the spot. I worked it harder and faster until her breath was a desperate pant.

Her hands splayed against the tile as I slipped two fingers inside her. Her muscles pulsed wildly with each thrust.

I curled my fingers forward and she cried out, grasping my shoulders to keep her from sliding down the wall. But I didn’t stop. I didn’t want to bring her over the edge. I wanted to give her the best orgasm of her life.

And then I’d have to figure out a way to top it.

Her body trembled, and her fingernails pierced my skin. “Don’t hold back.”

Fuck, I could barely speak.

She totally let herself go. The sound that came out of her was a pure howl, and her body melted. I led her down to her knees, holding her as she caught her breath.

“Sweet moon, I think I left the planet for a minute,” she said when she regained her composure.

“Glad you came back.” I punctuated the statement with a flurry of kisses. I’d never get enough of her sweet taste.

“Now show me what you wanted me to do, bear.”

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I leaned back, grasped my shaft, and moved my hand up and down.

Her eyes followed every movement, and it took everything I had not to explode.

For a moment, she wasn’t just my Kayla, she was Kayla Mitchell, my favorite actress, and I let myself be starstruck by this moment.

Just because she was mine didn’t mean I ever wanted that excitement to fade.

Closing her hand softly over mine, she stilled the movement.

“Let me,” she said before lowering her mouth to the tip of my cock.

Now it was my turn to fall back against the tile as she expertly moved up and down my shaft. It was like our bodies shared a secret language, and she knew exactly what would drive me over the fucking edge.

My balls hitched, and she pulled away, intensifying the rhythm of her hand, coaxing my release out of me.

We sat there, panting under the flow of the water, not saying anything for a long time.

Finally, I shut off the water and grabbed a fluffy towel, wrapping it around her, then dried her off.

“So the case is over.” I didn’t want to talk about it, but I couldn’t think of anything else. “When do you think you’ll go back to set?”

“As soon as they can write me back in,” she said. “I’m contractually obligated to go back.”

“You’re going back because you love what you do,” I corrected. “No apologizing for that.”

She nodded. “Assuming they still want me.”

“Of course they do.”

“Hollywood is fickle.” She frowned. “And there are a lot of actresses that could play my character.”

“Not like you.”

“No, not like me.” She gave me a wobbly smile. “I’ll miss this though.”

“What do you think the writers would script for us?” I asked.

She let out a long sigh. “They’d find a place in Regina’s life for her hunky, adventure-loving bear, but they’d be careful not to stunt his character development.”

Not exactly what I expected her to say. “Are you saying you don’t think we can make this work?”

“I do think it can work.” She put her hand over mine, squeezing it.

“But we both have lives that we love, and it wouldn’t be fair to take that from you, or for you to take it from me.

So we might need a couple of plot twists to pull things off, but in the end, they’d make sure we got our happily ever after. ”

“We will.” I still didn’t know how, but we’d make it happen.

Kayla’s expression brightened. “We’ll visit each other—I can’t wait to see you kick ass in this new training role. You’re so ready for this. And you can come to set.”

“That would be killer.” Like bucket list level.

“And then, when we’re both free, we’ll plan an epic adventure to someplace we’ve never ever been before.”

Her eyes glowed with a fire I’d never seen inside her before, and I liked it. There was so much more to discover with this woman.

“And when the time is right, we’ll find the perfect place to settle down.”

I leaned in and kissed her. “I love this. But more importantly, I love you.”

“I love you too,” she said, kissing my cheek. “And I can’t wait to experience the world with you.”