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“Oh, damn,” she breathed, staring straight up at the ceiling. “Oh, holy God. That was unreal.”
“It’s not over yet, darling.” Crawling off her like a crippled old man—er, more aptly like a horny, twenty-two-year-old guy with a painful erection that needed some serious attention—I peeled off my boxer shorts and grabbed a condom.
I was so beyond ready for this part, I swear the throbbing was pounding through my head now. My mouth was freaking watering as I returned my attention to Bailey, ready to climb on top of her. But when I caught her hesitant expression, I paused.
She nodded immediately, but I could tell she was having some doubts.
Remembering the way she’d described her first encounter, I threaded my fingers through hers and whispered, “Hey,” until she stopped gaping in fear at my cock.
Her eyes lifted and I pressed my forehead to hers. “It’s not your first time anymore, so it’s not going to hurt, okay? Not at all.”
She nodded as if she understood and believed me, but then she gulped. “You’re so much bigger than he was though.”
I couldn’t help it; I grinned. Smugly. “Well, thank you.”
Growling, she smacked my arm. “That wasn’t a compliment.”
With a chuckle, I nodded. “Oh, yes it was.” Kissing her temple, I said, “Want to know what my favorite part of sex is?”
She shifted her face so she could brush her cheek along mine. “What?”
“That first moment I push inside.” I positioned myself above her, aligning myself right at her opening. “When it’s the tightest and most unprepared. The init
ial shock of sensation, your body receiving mine, the two of us joining. There’s nothing else like it.”
She shuddered out a breath and tightened her grip on my hand. “Show me.”
I plunged forward, stretching muscles and igniting nerve endings, sending sparks of pleasure along my dick and down into my balls. The friction of male into female was overpowering. Gasping together, Bailey and I clutched and kissed, our tongues copying the wet thrust of our bodies. She curled up her legs along my sides, allowing me to go deeper. Faster. Harder. Then she sank her fingernails into my back with one hand and clutched my ass with the other, holding me inside her.
I choked out a breath when the first wave hit, spiraling up my cock and bursting out of control. Afraid to come without her, I reached between us, but I barely touched her clit before she erupted as well.
We held each other through the rapids until the orgasmic sea calmed and only the occasional lap of a lowering tide swept over us.
My forehead collapsed onto her shoulder and my body went from all to nothing, zapped completely.
Under me, Bailey gulped loudly. “My pussy,” she uttered in a dazed voice. “My poor, poor pussy. I think you killed it.”
Rolling off her, I landed on my back with a refreshed sigh and sent the Christmas lights above me a satisfied grin. “Then my work here is done.”
Chapter 34
BECKETT
“Okay, that was unreal. I mean, that was really just completely and totally unreal. It didn’t happen. It couldn’t have. Because holy shit. I just came, like, three times. Three. In a row. I’ve never come before in my life, and you just stroll in and…three times? No. Just…no. I have to be dreaming.” Bailey rolled her face my way. “Tell me I’m dreaming.”
I grinned. “You’re not dreaming.”
Once we’d recovered from everything, she’d started talking and she couldn’t seem to stop. Apparently, I’d blown her mind, which was pretty much, yeah, awesome. Until her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
“You’ve done this before,” she accused. “I mean, a lot. You had to have done this a lot to be this good. I know the first time I met you, you hooked up with Melody, sure, but with everything that happened after that, I’d kind of assumed you weren’t a big, man-whore player, except holy shit, how can you be this good without practicing it hundreds and hundreds of times.”
She looked so worried and insecure, I immediately sat up and lifted my hands to calm her. “Whoa, hey, calm down. I haven’t…” Well, I wasn’t sure how many times I’d done it. I did know with how many women I’d been with, though. “Five,” I said, spitting out the number and admitting all, even though I’d always heard you were never supposed to share you past with your current woman. “There have been five total, four before you. My high school girlfriend, a summer fling before college, then Jana, Melody,” I made a face at her name, still tasting all kind of vile whenever I thought of her. “And then you. That’s it.”
Thank God, my word-vomit of a confession seemed to calm her. Her face relaxed and body released all its worried tension. But then she started blinking as if confused. “But you’re so good. And you made me…” She shook her head, not understanding.
“Well,” I said slowly, thinking it through logically. “You’re definitely the best I ever had, and you don’t have tons of experience.”
That eased her mind for a second until she started again, unable to stop worrying completely. “But I was just following your lead.” Her big gray eyes gazed at me, revealing all her insecurities. “You’re the one who did all the mumbo-jumbo awesome shit with your tongue and that big boy handing down there.”
