I look around as we walk through the town and try to find the apartment complex I saw earlier. I don’t want Bear to tell Pres that I am staying in a motel. I don’t even know why I care, but for some reason, I do. Maybe it’s because I don’t want any more pity from them. Pres is already giving me two meals a day, and I don’t want to take any more from them.
I notice an apartment building ahead and start walking toward it, hoping that Bear won’t wait for me to walk all the way inside.
I stop in front of the building and wave toward Bear, who looks confused.
“You can’t live here. This place has been full for years, and I know for a fact that no one is looking for a roommate or has moved,” Bear says. “The only place I know that has space is the motel.”
My shoulders drop at his words. I bet everyone knows. It is a small town, and I’m sure they all talk about a new person coming into town. Why wouldn’t they? They have probably known each other since they were born.
I make my way toward the motel, not looking up while we walk in comfortable silence. Bear could have talked the whole way to the motel, but he doesn’t seem the type. Even when he was with the guys in the club, he didn’t talk much. He let everyone else do the talking.
I bet he is freaky in bed, though. I feel like silent people tend to be kinkier between the sheets. They are the ones who tend to surprise everyone.
I stop walking, realizing what I was just thinking. What is wrong with me, thinking all these things about him? I haven’t even known him a day yet, and I’m already thinking about what he’s like in bed. I don’t think things like this about anyone; it’s sounlike me to even think about sex at all. My skin crawls anytime I think about even showing a little skin.
“We are here,” Bear says, bringing me out of my thoughts.
I look up and realize that we are indeed standing in front of the motel. I look over at Bear and wave, expecting him to leave, but he just stands there.
“I’m not leaving until you walk through the front door,” Bear says sternly.
With a sigh, I turn around, heading toward the front doors of the motel. Once I make it in, I wave at Bear, who waves back and then leaves.
Keeping my head down, I walk toward my room. I hope no one tries to stop me to have a conversation. The receptionist knows that I don’t talk, but no one else does.
I open my door and set my jacket on the bed. I grab my sleep clothes and make my way toward the bathroom, turning the water on and waiting for it to get warm before stepping in.
I start washing my hair and think back on everything that happened today. Being a mechanic for the club is a lot of work. They have a lot of people in their club, and a lot of them haven’t had their bikes or cars checked in years. Since they only had two mechanics, it was taking them a while to get to everything. Now we are booked every day with their bikes or cars, as well as the town's vehicles.
My thoughts drift toward Bear and the first time I saw him. His voice was so deep and husky. The way he whispered in my ear when I was outside, it turned me on. It’s turning me on now.
I shake my head, trying to clear the thoughts of Bear. He scared me when he wrapped his arms around my waist, but at the same time, his arms felt so good around me. His warm embrace surrounding me as he whispered in my ear. The way his stare lit up my body in a way no one else’s ever has.
I glide my hands down my stomach, my fingers sliding past my navel and moving further down the surface of my skin, finally reaching the burning heat of my folds. I move my fingers in a rhythmic motion, causing pleasurable friction.
Inserting one finger, I lean my head against the wall, my other hand playing with my breast. My fingers pinch my nipple, sending a prickling sensation across my chest, adding warmth to my core as I move in and out of myself. I imagine Bear’s fingers inside of me. His big fingers filling my pussy, stretching me in a way that errs on the side of being almost painful, yet is creating an achy pleasure as I clench around them.
I shudder out a breath as I push another finger in. My hips buckle as I thrust my fingers in and out, chasing for a much-needed release.
I imagine what Bear looks like without clothes on.
Bear slowly pulls his shirt over his head, revealing a tight, muscular stomach, which I instantly want to run my hands over. I crawl toward the end of the bed where Bear is standing and place my hands on his chest. I feel his pecs, and slowly start running my hands down his chest and toward his stomach. I trace his abs and make my way toward his V-line.
Staring at his V-line for a second before I move my hands, I trail them at the top of his waistband. He shudders under my fingers, and I smile.
Looking up, I gaze at him as his eyes fill with lust. I place my hands over his covered dick and give it a little squeeze. Bear closes his eyes, dropping his head back, and letting out a moan.
I move my hand up to his pants and undo them. I place my hands on the waistband of his boxers and pants and slowly start to pull them down. His body is revealed to me, his V-line sinking toward his dick.
Bear’s erection springs out, revealing all of its glory. I quickly pull his pants and boxers all the way off, and he liftshis feet, leaving the clothing on the floor. Before Bear can do anything, I grab his dick. He groans when I slowly start to move my hands.
“As much as I love this, I want it to be about you and not me,” Bear says.
He pushes my shoulders, laying me on the bed. He climbs on top and pecks my lips. I lean up, trying to get more, but he moves and starts sucking my neck. I let out a sigh and tilt my head to the side, giving him full access to my neck.
After trailing kisses down my neck, he latches onto my nipple, sucking on my right breast while he plays with my left. I arch my back, letting out a sigh.
It isn’t long before Bear moves to my other breast, and his fingers move, gliding over my stomach. I shiver, hyper-sensitive and electrified from even the slightest brush of his fingers.
