Bearly Breathing by Kim Fox

down on him, her pussy more sensitive than ever.
    She collapsed her face between his neck and shoulder as her body shook with aftershocks. He released her ass and wrapped his arms around her back, pulling her into him in a bear hug.
    Their heaving chests caressed as their breathing synchronized together. She felt him softening inside her.
    “That’s the best examination that I’ve ever had,” he said, his voice hoarse and throaty.
    “Wait until you get the bill,” she laughed.
    He carried her to the bed and they collapsed onto the mattress.
     
     

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    Connor pointed out a pair of cardinals in the tree up ahead and Rebecca squeezed his hand when she saw them. The two birds sat on a branch beside each other whistling words of love.
    “The cabin is just up ahead,” Connor said, his shoulders dropping. Angie and Grace would want to get out of here as soon as possible. Rebecca couldn’t believe that it was almost over. She had finally found an amazing guy and she had to go back home to the lonely city. She didn’t want the hike to end. She didn’t want this weekend to end.
    “I’m free next weekend,” she said, hoping that he wanted her to come back.
    His face lit up in a smile, his dimples deep and full of joy. “I’ll keep a spot open for you.”
    She kissed him, his stubble tickling the sensitive skin over her lip. His bear purred. Rebecca placed her hand on his chest and felt soft, rapid vibrations. I love that feeling.
    “I hope Angie and Grace aren’t too mad with me,” he said, holding her wrist, keeping her hand on his chest.
    She rolled her eyes. “Me too.” She had a seven hour drive back home with both of them. She could hear them already, taking turns complaining. She was not looking forward to it.
    They continued walking along the babbling river and the guesthouse and cabins appeared between the trees. They both sighed as their time together was at an end. But that couldn’t really be the end could it? She was determined to make it work.
    A scream cut through the peaceful, sunny day and Connor dropped her hand.
    “Grace,” Rebecca whispered. They sprinted towards the sound. Rebecca’s stomach dropped.
    They burst out of the forest and skidded to a stop when they saw the scene. Grace was riding a brown bear in the river, hanging on tufts of fur as she slid to the side, almost falling off. She squealed and laughed as she pulled herself back up. The bear walked along in the river looking into the water, moving his head from side to side, probably looking for a fish to eat.
    “Oh yeah,” Connor said. “Edwin is a werebear too.”
    Rebecca watched in awe as her friend tumbled off the bear and plunged into the water with a splash. Edwin’s bear stopped and drank the water with a disinterested look in his eyes.
    “Grace!” Rebecca called out when she popped out of the river laughing.
    Grace turned and waved.
    “I guess the secret is out,” Connor said.
    Arguing voices came up through the forest behind them. Rebecca and Connor spun around as Sidney burst through the trees with Angie sitting on his shoulders. They were arguing about where to go.
    “See?” Angie said. “The cabins are right there.”
    Sidney frowned. Angie spotted them and waved.
    As they approached Rebecca saw something unusual on their faces. The whole lower halves of their faces were covered in a red, bubbling rash.
    “What is on your face?” Rebecca asked.
    Angie smacked the large head between her legs. “Einstein over here fed me poison ivy for dinner last night.”
    Connor tensed up. “Sidney! What kind of wilderness exper-”
    “It’s okay boss,” he interrupted. “If we slather it with toothpaste it will go away instantaneously.”
    Angie looked down at the top of his head. “That is…not even remotely correct.”
    “Yes it is,” he said.
    He continued towards the cabin with Angie on his shoulders. They were bickering at each other. Sidney reached up and Angie wrapped her fingers around his.