Laid Bear by Eve Vaughn (e books for reading .TXT) 📕

A naked man—with an obscenely large cock, which seemed to be growing harder by the second.

Embarrassed, she lifted her head and for several moments of stunned silence, she stared at the hard wall of the giant’s sculpted chest. Zora was just shy of six feet, but she still had to tilt her head back to look into the stranger’s eyes.

Handsome wasn’t a word that could be used to describe the behemoth of a man, but he had the kind of face that was hard to look away from. With short, spiky white-blond hair, his features were masculine and rough. Light-brown, thick brows slashed over deep-green eyes. His long nose was slightly off center, almost as if it hadn’t been set correctly after being broken. With a mouth that was nothing more than a thin determined line, one wouldn’t think a face like this would be so arresting, but somehow the combination of features worked for him.

This was a man’s man—the kind of man other men attempted to emulate and women wanted to be with. Zora couldn’t take her eyes from him. It was as if some magnetic hold kept her rooted to the spot. As her gaze remained locked with his, Zora saw a flash that made her inhale sharply.

Hunger.

The blond hulk looked as if he literally wanted to devour her. She should have broken out of his firm hold, kicked, screamed for help even, but she remained frozen in his arms.

It was almost as if she’d been hypnotized. She’d never laid eyes on him in her life, yet there was something familiar about him.

He continued to stare down at her, as though he were attempting to memorize every line and contour of her face without saying a word. Zora opened her mouth to talk, but the only thing that came out was a high-pitched squeak. She licked her parched lips nervously and his gaze narrowed even more, locking on that little movement.

Before she could make another attempt at speech, a low growl rumbled from the blond’s throat and he lowered his head. Zora had no time to react before his mouth clamped down on hers. Again her astonishment was too great to move —at first. At the feel of his tongue pressing against the seam of her lips, Zora shot into action. She balled her fists and beat at his chest to no avail. Twisting her head back and forth did no good either because he shadowed her every turn, his mouth remaining firmly clamped on hers. It only caused him to grip her harder.

The blond released one of her arms only to clutch the back of her head, digging his fingers in her locks, holding her captive to his passionate assault. Zora whimpered and wiggled only to be dragged forcefully against his body. He pressed his erection against her body and gave her hair a hard tug. Zora cried out, more in surprise than pain.

Taking advantage of her parted lips, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. She placed her palms against his chest with every intention of pushing him away, but then something happened she didn’t expect. Her body betrayed her. Her pussy tingled and a delicious warmth spread throughout her entire being. The hands she’d meant to push him away with were now used to feel the hard planes of his body.

He cupped her ass and lifted her off the ground, forcing Zora to throw her arms around his neck. Intellectually, she knew this was all kinds of wrong. Here she was in the middle of God knows where, kissing and dry humping a naked guy she’d never met. But the need to be near him shredded all vestiges of common sense. Shyly at first, she pushed her tongue out to meet his before pulling back. Growing bolder, she did it again. He groaned and caught her tongue between his lips, sucking it hard and deep.

Zora was so caught up in the kiss she didn’t feel herself being carried the short distance to the couch. It