The Polar Bear's Baby (Honeypot Babies Book 1) by Sophie Stern Page A

practically eating each other alive and it’s still not enough.
    I still need more, want more, crave more. His hands are on my ass and my breasts and everywhere in between, but then Aidan sets me down long enough for me to pull my clothes off as we kiss. I push him back to the couch and he sits down. Straddling him, I silently offer my breasts to him and he begins to kiss and suck.
    He traces his fingers down my back and I lower myself onto him.
    Memories of our night together flash through my mind.
    Kissing in the doorway.
    Flash.
    Undressing in the living room.
    Flash.
    Stumbling to my room.
    Flash.
    Everything about that night was passionate, intense, fast. Tonight is fast, too, but it doesn’t feel like it. It feels like we’ve been taking our damn time all evening with the kissing and making out and that now, it’s finally time for the main event.
    I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my damn life. All the tension I felt about coming to Honeypot, all the anxiety that coursed through my veins, it’s all leaving. Now the only thing I feel is relief to be wrapped in his arms, being touched by the one I care about.
    By the one I’m going to be with for always.
    By the one I love.
    Slowly, Aidan’s cock slides inside of me, filling me. I groan at the same time he does. He holds perfectly still as I’m filled with his dick, then he kisses me hard and thrusts up into me.
    “Hey, I’m on top. I’m in control.”
    “Nice try, princess.”
    “That’s the way this works.”
    “Not with me,” he smiles. Aidan’s grin goes straight to my heart and I wonder how I’ve managed to make it the last several weeks without him. He’s so fun and relaxed and happy.
    He’s so sweet.
    He’s so fucking hot I can’t take much more of this.
    He runs his hands over my body before settling his fingers on my clit. Rubbing me in quick, short strokes, it’s not long before I’m clenching and tightening my body around his cock.
    He bites me on the shoulder.
    “Come for me, naughty girl.”
    “Not yet,” I murmur. I need more. Just a little bit more.
    Aidan seems to know because he kisses me on the mouth then. His tongue slips past my lips and he shows me without words what he really thinks of me. He shows me he can’t live without me, either. He shows me he can’t stop thinking about me. He shows me I’m the prettiest damn thing he’s ever seen.
    “Come,” he bites my bottom lip hard and that’s it. I come undone on top of him. Everything goes dark and then it comes back to light. My body spasms, tensing, and I feel him coming inside of me at the same time.
    Our hearts might be connected and now our bodies are, too. Now our souls are.
    He wraps his arms around me and pulls me flush against him. I rest my head on Aidan’s shoulder and close my eyes, just thinking about how I feel, just thinking about everything that happened today.
    When I came to Honeypot, I didn’t think he’d ask me to stay with him, to be his, but now that I’m here, now that I’m in Aidan’s arms, nothing could tear me away.
     
     
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    “Your room is huge.”
    “All the better to fuck you in.”
    “Seriously?”
    He shrugs and flicks on the bedside lamp. It casts a small glow in the room and I can’t help but smile. If I thought I was in love with Aidan, I’m definitely in love with his polar bear bedroom.
    I walk further in the room and look around. There’s a big bed in the center of the room. When I fantasize about being rich and buying my dream house, this is definitely the kind of bed I picture. The four-poster bed frame showcases a big white comforter with tons and tons of throw pillows.
    Scurrying onto the bed, I snuggle into the pillows.
    “Ah,” I say.
    “Comfy?”
    “You have no idea.”
    “Actually, since it’s my room, I’d say I have a very good idea.”
    “Do you bring a lot of people here?”
    “Jealous?”
    “No.” A little. No.
    “No.”
    “Why not?”
    Aidan just laughs and climbs onto the