ROMANCE: Bear Naked Passion (Billionaire Bear Trio Book 2) (28 page)

Chapter 3

Cadence had initially thought of taking a shower but she ended up starting the shower. She didn’t know how long she had been in the shower when she finally decided to soap herself up. Her heart was racing as she stood under the running water. She could not help but wonder what was going on with her. She had promised herself that she would not allow herself to be sucked into this situation. Deep down, she knew she wanted to be with him but she could not help but think of all the complications that would arise as a result. Telling her parents, probably costing Liam his relationship with her father…plus there was the obvious elephant in the room. The heartbreak train wreck that had been following her around for a while.

She had tried moving on from clay a number of times but she always seemed to be comparing every man to him and even worse, to Liam. She turned off the water and grabbed a towel off the rack. After wiping off her body, she put on a bathrobe and walked out into her room.

“Cadence,” she heard Liam’s voice as he knocked on her door. She took a long deep breath and walked to the door. She took a long minute before she finally opened the door. “I need to talk to you,” she said and she shook her head.

“There is nothing to talk about,” she said before she turned around and walked towards the bed. Liam just stood there looking at her like he had something to say but was holding back.

“You kissed me back, Cadence,” he said.

“I know and maybe I shouldn’t have,” she said crossing her arms over her chest.

He began to slowly walk towards him and she was slowly moving back until she felt the bed against the back of her knees. She was breathing hard and deep as he looked at her.

“There is something different about you. I can’t really put my finger on it,” he said as his eyes ran down her body. His eyes rested on the V of her cleavage. “But whatever it is, I like it.”

“I started a Pilates class a few months ago…just keeping fit and having fun,” she said.

He began to slowly walk towards her and she swallowed hard.

“Please, don’t,” she begged.

“Are you telling me that because you don’t want me or is it because you are afraid of just being with me?” he asked and she bit her lower lip, shaking her head.

“I don’t know…Liam,” she said softly. She wanted to say that the only reason she was afraid is because life…Clay had taught her not to believe in long distance relationships. She had been too engrossed in her thoughts to realize that she had been thinking out loud.

“I am not Clay,” he said in a soft voice.

“What?” she asked, confused.

“You said that Clay taught you not to believe in long distance relationships and I have been trying for the last three years to get someone else but…those other women are not you,” he said as he looked at her. “And I would rather have you for a few months at a time than not have you at all.”

By this time he was standing right in front of her. She looked into his eyes and he slowly pulled on the chord that held her bathrobe up. She whimpered slowly when he gently pushed the robe off her shoulders exposing her naked body to him. He took off his own clothes and stood in front of her before he kissed her. She closed her eyes and her hands fisted on his hair as she kissed him back. Her mouth as feverish against his own and she was consuming him, savoring the feeling of his tongue against hers. And in turn, Liam was devouring her. Being in his arms at that moment was the most heavenly feeling she had ever known.

“I want to feel you. Every part of you,” he rasped greedily. She bit her lower lip as he gently pushed her down on the bed and pinned her arms down on the mattress. His hands moved slowly moved down her breasts before he lowered his mouth until he got to her nipples. Her fingers found their way to her hair, curling in it as he took a nipple in between his lips and tugged hard. She let out a cry as her body responded almost immediately. The sensation washed over her and she could feel the muscles in her groin tightening.

“Baby, I’ve missed you,” he murmured against her hot skin.

Cadence had never wanted anyone more than she wanted him inside her at that moment. He was toying with her nipple making her writhe under him and she could sense his arousal, his longing as his cock pressed hard against her inside thigh. Her nipple was gently elongating and hardening under his more than skillful touch. His other hand found her opening and glided his finger into her. She moaned and arched her back in response in turn pushing her pelvis up into his hand.

“Cadence…baby,” he said in a soft voice as he rubbed his finger against her. “You are so wet.”

She opened her eyes when she felt him hovering over her. He was staring keenly into her eyes.

“I want you. I want you right now,” he said in a soft voice. He lowered his mouth again and claimed her lips once more. She could feel his need for her. His hunger for her body. The fact that she was doing that to him unraveled her. She was not sure what it was about him that made her feel like she had struck the motherlode. He pulled away from her and looked down at her.

“I want to see you,” he said. “I want you on top of me. Riding me.”

“It’s been a while for me…” she said in a soft voice.

“I would never hurt you, baby,” he said as he flipped them over. He gently guided her, and even though she was a little cautious, eased herself down his girth. She exhaled loudly and his mouth formed a perfect O. She moaned as she felt him stretching her out. At that moment she was not sure whether it was her possessing him or the other way round. He took her hands and interlaced his fingers with hers.

“I’ve missed this,” he said as she began moving herself up and down. “I’ve missed you.”

“You feel so good,” Cadence murmured and he held her waist. She was rising and falling on hos cock steadily watching him come apart under her. He grabbed her hips almost a little too hard. He thrust into her hard and she let out a cry.

“Feel me, baby,” he said. She could hear the strain in his voice as she threw her head back and felt him thrusting into her over and over. She began moving, grinding her hips on his countering his every move in perfect proportion. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge and he was close too. But she didn’t know that he was holding back as best he could.

“Baby…my Cadence,” he moaned as he thrust harder and deeper than ever. “You. Are. Mine.”

Every word was sealed by a hard, sharp thrust into her. She suddenly let out a loud moan and her climax was his own undoing. He tightened his grip around her and gave her one last thrust before he found his release. She collapsed on him and rest her head on his shoulder as the heat inside her pulsating pussy forced his cock out of her.

He took a long deep breath as he held her, his hand slowly moving up and down her back.

“What you said earlier, did you mean it?” she asked in a whisper.

“What do you mean exactly?” he asked.

“Earlier when you said that you would rather have me for a few months at a time than not have me at all?” she whispered again. He held the back of her head and kissed her cheek.

“I meant every word,” he said when he pulled away. “And I know that you can give me more than just a few months.”

She shook her head.

“What are you talking about?” she asked.

“You don’t have to go back home immediately and I can’t leave yet. At least not for another month,” he said.  She pulled away from him and looked into his eyes.

“What are you saying?” she asked.

“I am saying that you don’t have to go yet.”

“But we had a deal, Liam. Ten days,” she said. “It’s only the second day.”

“I know but I also know that you are thinking the same thing I am right now.”

“And that is?” she asked as he looked down at him.

“We both want to know if what we have here and I for one believe that this,” he waved his finger back and forth between them. “Could work. Tell me I am not the only one who thinks that.”

She took a long deep breath and sighed. She did want to see where this entire thing was going. God knows she had not been single for three years for nothing. Her mind was working on overtime on trying to find a valid reason, but she could not really come up with one. She had done a bang up job at creating the perfect management team. She knew her business would survive her absence.

“I don’t…I can’t…” she looked at him and shrugged.

“You can’t think of a valid reason. Can you?” he asked and she shook her head.

“I’m just scared,” she said in a soft voice.

“Don’t be. I’m not exactly sure I know what I am doing here either except for the fact that I want to be happy and I know that you can do that for me.”

She climbed off him and lay next to him. She could not believe it but she was actually considering it.

“One month,” she said without looking at him. He turned to look at her and smiled.

“You mean that?” he asked and she nodded.

“We tried the other way and three years later we are back where we began.” She looked at him and shrugged. “So maybe you are right. Let’s test the waters, see how hot or cold the situation really is.”

He held the side of her cheek and brought himself close to kiss her.

“You know after this month, I can take some well-deserved time off and heaven knows that I am long overdue for an American holiday,” he said and she raised an eyebrow over the other.

“Where are you going with this?” she asked.

“One of my clients has a huge stake in a hotel in Waikiki and he told me I have a standing forty per cent discount at the VIP suite,” he said.

“Waikiki…as in Hawaii?” she asked and he nodded.

“After the whole your friends going to Maui with your ex I kind of feel like I have to make it up to you.”

“Even though I was not really your fault,” she said and he nodded.

“I’m trying to take you on a tropical vacation, baby. I am trying here,” he said.

Cadence turned to look at him and gently moved closer to him.

“Oh yeah you really are,” she said when she felt his cock hardening against her thigh.

“Ready for round two?” he asked as he secured his hand at the back of her waist.

“Depends,” she said as she pulled away from him and got on all fours. “Can you hit it from behind?”

He never got to answer her. He really didn’t have to. His answer was to kneel behind her and push himself into her once again…

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Danger in Uptown

Danger in Uptown

Chapter 1

              Katherine Silver sighed as she shifted in her seat. Staying in one spot for long was never easy, especially in the cramped space of a car. Reaching down a hand between the console and her seat, she yanked on the lever and popped it backwards, reclining it until she was satisfied. Sighing, she laced her fingers over her middle, the buckle of her belt a cold bite against her skin as it rounded over her plump stomach.

              She was on patrol again tonight, and with Maddie out sick Katherine was left to sit and wait alone. Sighing once more, she finally gave in and flicked the keys sitting in the ignition to the right, turning the car – and the heat – back on. Maddie wouldn’t have let her turn it off to begin with, but the hum always got to Katherine after a while. 

The shadow of the billboard she was parked behind receded as the touchscreen in her car light up the small space. Tapping a few buttons with her nails to make the rock station come on, Katherine surprised herself with how good she’d gotten at operating it. They didn’t have touchscreens in the patrol cars downtown, or the fancy patrol paint jobs and leather ticket booklets that they did here. Hell, if she were still assigned to downtown, then she wouldn’t be sitting on her ass, bored to tears on a Saturday night graveyard shift.

But she wasn’t in downtown anymore.

Yawning, Katherine did a slight stretch and glanced at the silent police radio. It was two in the morning, though her shift wouldn’t be done until six, and she was already feeling sleepy. Where was Maddie with her incessant chatter to keep her awake? Rolling her eyes at the time, she pulled out her phone and looked for something to waste time on.

Katherine didn’t like in social media, especially will all the hate hashtags concerning cops lately, so even though her sister kept begging her to get insta-something and tweets or whatever it was called, her phone was a blank slate. She did, however, have an email account.

Opening up the red and white app for it, she signed in and scrolled through the spam. Katherine didn’t have many friends, she could admit it, so she wasn’t really expecting anything anyway – maybe just an update about what was coming to the civic center next month, or what movies would be playing next weekend. She paused when she saw an email from the annual Citizen’s Gala. Hundreds of big wigs from local law enforcement and the courthouses would be in attendance, though grunts and office workers like herself were always welcome to volunteer at the event. She’d signed up for it in September like she’d done every year for the past three since she’d joined the force, and it was with a smile that she clicked on the message.

The theme this year was ‘A Night in Blue,’ something that the email proclaimed at the very top in bold navy font. Pictures from the previous years of men in tuxedos and women in glittering gowns littered the page, and Katherine was actually disappointed at the little text actually included.

“December seventeenth,” she mumbled as she read it out loud, scrolling down. “The Sheraton hotel… Oh, the rifle raffle is back.”

As she stared into the glowing screen of her smartphone, she almost missed the two headlights that shot through her windshield before disappearing with the rev of an engine. Tossing her phone into the seat next to her and flipping on her siren, she put her car in drive and tore off after the vehicle speeding down the road.

Katherine had always had the natural ability to glance at a car rushing by and tell just how fast they were going. Maddie liked to turn on the scanners and test her, and Katherine had only gotten it wrong twice to date. And yet, the car in front of her was flying down the street. If she had to guess, she’d say that they were going eighty, but it was a thirty-five mile zone. The car couldn’t be going that fast, could it? Katherine had to wonder if the darkness, or even her exhaustion, was throwing her off.

She turned on the scanner just to be safe.

Katherine didn’t even try to match their speed. They were the only ones out on the road at two a.m. and her sirens were more than bright enough to catch the driver’s attention. It was obvious that she was after him, and only him. Sure enough, the car in front of her started to slow down, and she glanced at the scanner. They hadn’t just been going eighty – they had been clocked at eighty-seven.

Which was why, when she got closer, she couldn’t help but gape as an arm popped out of the driver’s window and started waving at her, motioning for her to go around.

What, did he think she wasn’t going to stop him?

Flicking the black lever next to her steering wheel on, she flashed her high beams, glaring after the dumbass in front of her. The arm seemed to pause, and then waved again as the car veered off to the right. As he parked, Katherine pulled up behind him and turned off the engine. They were next to a neighborhood – the families trying to sleep didn’t need flashing blue and red lights keeping them up.

As she unbuckled her seatbelt and grabbed her flashlight, Katherine had to wonder if the idiot was drunk. The loose gravel on the side of the road crunched under her feet as she stepped out of her car and breathed in the crisp night air with a scowl at the thought.

Walking to the driver’s open window, she held back her exasperated sigh as she realized that the vehicle she’d been chasing down was a red Ferrari. It was a local, no doubt, just one of the rich kids having some fun. It was why she hated working these streets instead of downtown – kids in this area were a bunch of trust fund children and Harvard dropouts, the rich brats who’d never been taught any better. It wasn’t like downtown, where the kids stole because they had to or lied out of loyalty.

Stepping up to the driver’s door, she forced herself to use at least some small amount of manners. “Good evening,” she said, though her tone made it clear that it was anything but. “Do you know why I pulled you over?”

A blonde man with piercing blue eyes looked over at her harshly. “No,” he said.

Katherine was surprised at the man sitting before her. No, not surprised – shocked. He was a fucking adult, and he’d been speeding like a mad man. She pulled out her ticket booklet and clicked her pen.

“You were speeding,” she said simply, keeping her voice even. At the sight of a ticket, the man leaned closer to the window, raising an eyebrow. Katherine half expected him to try and bribe her, but then he lit a cigarette and just blew out the smoke. 

“Was I?” he said lazily, his blue eyes practically glowing in the darkness. “Surely I wasn’t going too fast—”

“You were going eighty,” she said shortly. Then, without looking up, “I need your license and registration.”

The man smirked and retreated back into his car, reaching a hand over to the passenger’s side to pop open the glove box. He took out a leather folder and passed it off to her, sucking in another drag of nicotine. Katherine accepted it and opened it up, glancing at the registration. The car was under one name—Philip Candor. A look at the driver’s license revealed a man with a beard rather than the clean shaven smoker before her, but the eyes were the same.

“I’ll be right back, Mr. Candor,” she said, already walking back to her car. The look she’d thrown back at him had made it clear that he was not to go anywhere.

              As she climbed into her car to fill out the ticket properly, she shivered from the cold. She’d only been gone a minute or two, and yet the Oregon frost had already taken hold again. Scribbling out the ticket, when she left the car this time she kept the keys turned and the engine running.

              “Here you are, sir,” she said, handing him the leather folder back, along with a speeding citation. “You can either pay this online or at the court house. Or, if you’d like to appear before a judge—”

              “Can we just get this over with?” the man asked carelessly, pulling out his wallet. Katherine tried to ignore the hundred dollar bills that he plucked out, even when he waved them in her face. “It’s two hundred, right? Here.” But Katherine crossed her arms and shook her head. She knew a bribe when she saw one.

              “If you only have cash, then go to the courthouse,” she said shortly.

              That made the man pause. Glancing at her chest, he flicked his eyes back up to hers again. “Mrs. Silver, is it? Or do they call you by your number, like a wheel in a cog?”

              Katherine bristled as she shifted on her feet. “I am
Officer
Silver to you,” she ground out, balling up her fists. She knew that he wanted her to correct him—he could see that she wasn’t wearing a wedding band.

              “Officer, then,” he smirked.

She barely held back an eye roll as she turned back to the direction of her car and said dryly, “Have a nice night.”

              The patrol car was warm when she got back into it.