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something.”
He held her on his lap and simply watched her face. He felt like he was seeing all of her in a new light and it humbled him. His perusal made her fidget in his arms.
“Please don’t tell me you have regrets already? I expected them tomorrow but not during …”
Tough as nails , is how Bailey had described herself earlier. In every other aspect of her life, maybe she was. He understood for the first time that he’d always had the ability to hurt her, to break her, as no one else could.
He was ashamed that he’d done both during their history together; when he was too young and dick dumb to treat her right. She deserved so much more. He had every intention of showing her exactly how he could use that ability to protect her.
To love her the way she deserved to be loved.
“Bailey, I need you to stop talking and psycho-analyzing me for just a minute.” There was a small frown between her eyes and he smiled. “You’ve always been quicker verbally than me, Bailey. This time, I need you to let me think before I speak. I say the wrong things when I don’t. Things I don’t mean, that hurt you.”
He pulled her closer and felt her ankles cross at his low back. She wasn’t tiny but compared to him, she felt that way. His arm covered most of her back and one hand lifted to smooth her hair away from her face.
“You are even more beautiful than I ever realized.”
“Hart…”
He shook his head. “I’m processing the fact that you’re sitting naked in my lap after the most intimately erotic experience of my life. So just…shush.” Her lips parted and he kissed her silent. When he pulled back, he smiled. “Shush.”
His hands stroked over her face, through her damp hair. Hart maintained eye contact with Bailey as he touched her.
“Am I one of your weaknesses, Bailey?” Her eyes widened and she tensed to get up. She wasn’t going anywhere. “I expected you to do that. I’m glad you’re not physically strong because I plan to hold you captive until we have a nice chat.”
Her eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips.
“Your mad face is so fucking adorable.” He needed to kiss her and he did, smiling when she wouldn’t open her lips. Rolling their bodies, he pinned her beneath him on the cool sheets, army crawling higher on the bed with her trapped under him.
Then he kissed down her neck and over her shoulder. The moment he felt her begin to relax again, he moved his head to take a nipple in his mouth. She shot up off the bed and his hands wrapped further around her.
Hart scraped his teeth over the tightly puckered tip, sucked her to the roof of his mouth, and licked until she was moaning and clutching his head to her. When he knew she was hypersensitive, he moved to the other breast, slipping his body over hers more than necessary. Her silken thighs locked against his ribcage.
His mouth moved over her torso, kissing and licking at her, his hands holding her to him. Every time a part of her bare body touched part of his, his cock twitched.
He wanted to fuck her hard and raw…he never wanted that.
Planting sucking kisses over her cleavage, he told her, “Bailey…talk to me.”
“Wh…what?”
He moved up her body again, licking her nipples before he settled over her lips. Hart made love to her mouth, his hand moving to her ass, down to her knee, lifting it to his hip and grinding against the cradle of her body, his cock bare against her cleft.
Her hips moved into him, matching his rhythm as he set the same beat with his kiss. Bailey was hot and slick, lubricating his cock with her own fluids as he worked against her.
“I’m struggling. I’m hard for you again and I’ve never wanted someone so much before. Not ever , Bailey. I want to slide my bare dick inside your hot, wet pussy like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. Talk to me, help me be strong.”
Bailey’s
He held her on his lap and simply watched her face. He felt like he was seeing all of her in a new light and it humbled him. His perusal made her fidget in his arms.
“Please don’t tell me you have regrets already? I expected them tomorrow but not during …”
Tough as nails , is how Bailey had described herself earlier. In every other aspect of her life, maybe she was. He understood for the first time that he’d always had the ability to hurt her, to break her, as no one else could.
He was ashamed that he’d done both during their history together; when he was too young and dick dumb to treat her right. She deserved so much more. He had every intention of showing her exactly how he could use that ability to protect her.
To love her the way she deserved to be loved.
“Bailey, I need you to stop talking and psycho-analyzing me for just a minute.” There was a small frown between her eyes and he smiled. “You’ve always been quicker verbally than me, Bailey. This time, I need you to let me think before I speak. I say the wrong things when I don’t. Things I don’t mean, that hurt you.”
He pulled her closer and felt her ankles cross at his low back. She wasn’t tiny but compared to him, she felt that way. His arm covered most of her back and one hand lifted to smooth her hair away from her face.
“You are even more beautiful than I ever realized.”
“Hart…”
He shook his head. “I’m processing the fact that you’re sitting naked in my lap after the most intimately erotic experience of my life. So just…shush.” Her lips parted and he kissed her silent. When he pulled back, he smiled. “Shush.”
His hands stroked over her face, through her damp hair. Hart maintained eye contact with Bailey as he touched her.
“Am I one of your weaknesses, Bailey?” Her eyes widened and she tensed to get up. She wasn’t going anywhere. “I expected you to do that. I’m glad you’re not physically strong because I plan to hold you captive until we have a nice chat.”
Her eyes narrowed and she pursed her lips.
“Your mad face is so fucking adorable.” He needed to kiss her and he did, smiling when she wouldn’t open her lips. Rolling their bodies, he pinned her beneath him on the cool sheets, army crawling higher on the bed with her trapped under him.
Then he kissed down her neck and over her shoulder. The moment he felt her begin to relax again, he moved his head to take a nipple in his mouth. She shot up off the bed and his hands wrapped further around her.
Hart scraped his teeth over the tightly puckered tip, sucked her to the roof of his mouth, and licked until she was moaning and clutching his head to her. When he knew she was hypersensitive, he moved to the other breast, slipping his body over hers more than necessary. Her silken thighs locked against his ribcage.
His mouth moved over her torso, kissing and licking at her, his hands holding her to him. Every time a part of her bare body touched part of his, his cock twitched.
He wanted to fuck her hard and raw…he never wanted that.
Planting sucking kisses over her cleavage, he told her, “Bailey…talk to me.”
“Wh…what?”
He moved up her body again, licking her nipples before he settled over her lips. Hart made love to her mouth, his hand moving to her ass, down to her knee, lifting it to his hip and grinding against the cradle of her body, his cock bare against her cleft.
Her hips moved into him, matching his rhythm as he set the same beat with his kiss. Bailey was hot and slick, lubricating his cock with her own fluids as he worked against her.
“I’m struggling. I’m hard for you again and I’ve never wanted someone so much before. Not ever , Bailey. I want to slide my bare dick inside your hot, wet pussy like I’ve never wanted anything in my life. Talk to me, help me be strong.”
Bailey’s
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