Bared to Him by Jan Springer Page B

to say, Miranda? That I am so desperate
and that’s why I picked you because I couldn’t find a pretty enough
Octo?”
    She
visibly tensed at his teasing words. Was she serious? Did she not
know how attracted he was to her?
    Gray
shook his head. It appeared she had no clue. Then, perhaps he
needed to show her.
    He stood.
Her eyes widened in surprise as he slipped his fingers beneath the
waistband of his shorts, and slid them down past his hips. His
swollen cock sprang free and it was a relief to have it out of
captivity.
    “ Do you think it is fun for me to go around with a hard-on
whenever I smell you?”
    He
stepped out of his shorts in front of her. She blinked at him, her
cheeks flushing a deeper pink.
    “ I’ve wanted you since I can remember, Miranda. First, when you
were younger, it was a protective instinct. Then when you got
older, it turned into something else. I admit I tried to deny it.
Your dad gave me shelter and a job and I didn’t want to admit to
him or to myself that what I felt for you had turned serious. So, I
teased you to keep you mad at me. To keep you away from
me.”
    She shook
her head slowly, a look of wonder on her face.
    “ And to answer your question. I’m screwing you because I want
you to be my mate. You are the only female for me. I wouldn’t be
having unprotected sex with you, as we had earlier, unless I wanted
babies with you. Lots of babies.”
    She made
a cute little O with her lips and understanding sparkled in her
eyes. He came around the table and held his hand out to her. She
slipped her trembling fingers against his palm and he held her hand
gently yet firmly at the same time as he pulled her to a standing
position in front of him.
    “ You belong to me, Randi.” He hoped his voice was firm enough
so she would believe him. He also knew he could talk until he was
blue in the face, because talk was cheap. She needed action, and he
would give her plenty.
    * * * *
*
    Stunned
disbelief sunk slowly past Miranda’s insecurities. She couldn’t
believe what Gray had just confessed. He wanted babies with her.
She’d thought about the unprotected sex they’d had earlier. It was
one of the reasons she needed to make sure that he wasn’t just
fucking her because she was convenient. She wanted to make sure he
was serious. It appeared he truly did want her. He’d wanted her and
he’d kept it hidden behind his teasing? Mentally she thought back.
It must be at least several years that they’d been at each other’s
throats.
    Son-of-a-bitch .
    Now, he
stood in front of her in his naked glory baring himself to her. The
vulnerability in his eyes was unmistakeable. She had no choice but
to bare herself to him. In every sense of the word.
    “ I have to admit, you did a pretty good job at keeping me off
balance. I was mad at you more times than I was glad to know you.
But, secretly I did fantasize about you. Masturbated to visions of
you…like the other night.”
    His sharp
inhalation of breath made her hesitate. But she’d gone this far,
she may as well continue.
    “ It seemed the angrier I was at you, the wilder my
orgasms…”
    He cut
off her words by fusing his mouth over hers.
    Oh , my . The Octo knew how to
kiss.
    “ Shut up, Miranda,” he whispered against her mouth. He let go
of her hands and she shivered as his fingers touched the hem of her
sundress. She lifted her arms and he yanked the dress up and over
her head. To her surprise, he tossed her dress into the wind. It
fluttered like a sail and billowed over the edge of the
yacht.
    “ Hey! That’s one of my favorite sundresses!” she
complained.
    “ We’ll get it later. Right now I want you naked and I want to
show you one of my favorite positions,” he growled.
    He
slipped his hand into hers and led her to a deck table near the
stern of the yacht.
    “ Turn around and face the ocean,” he instructed.
    His voice
dripped with arousal and she could feel it sift through her like a
magnificent wave.
    “ We won’t be