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“We’re going for round two.” Joe kissed his way down her body, spending time on her breasts, teasing, nibbling, and then sucking a nipple into his mouth. Moving lower when she was panting, he placed hot, openmouthed kisses on her stomach, then moved lower.
“Oh my.” Her hips jerked as he stroked his tongue over the soft, wet folds between her legs. “That’s....” Her words fell away on a long, soft moan. Joe had never heard anything so erotic. He teased her, pushing her forward to a climax, then swept his tongue over the hard bud, and she lost it.
“Jesus, you are one sexy woman.” Joe looked at her. Hair now loose, breasts full, a heavy-lidded look in her eyes.
“I want to do that to you.”
“Not tonight, I don’t have that much restraint.”
The thought of her mouth on him had him ripping open a foil pack and sheathing himself. Joe stepped between her legs, and slid home. It was slow this time; he eased out and then back in a few times.
“More,” she begged as he pulled out again.
“Seeing as you asked nicely,” he managed to get out. Thrusting back in harder this time, he set the pace, and was rewarded with her body tightening about him. Their breathing became labored, and she called his name as she came in a shuddering rush. Joe followed seconds later.
Once their breathing had slowed, and he thought his legs would hold, Joe lifted her into his arms and carried her to the door.
“Buzz, get your ass in here!”
The dog galloped inside and straight to the kitchen. Joe shut the door, then hit the lights, and headed up the stairs; he had just enough energy to make it to his bed. Pulling back the covers, he lowered Bailey onto it, and followed. Hauling her back into his arms, he closed his eyes. She was slumbering before him.
Chapter 26
Bailey woke with her back pressed to Joe’s front, and his hand around her waist. She felt surrounded by him, and having never slept with a man the entire night before, she thought it was something she could get used to. The night had been a revelation of feelings and emotion. He’d wrung so much out of Bailey she wasn’t sure she could put herself back together the way she’d always been, contained, unemotional. He’d demanded she participate, demanded she tell him what she was feeling, and she had. She wanted to purr as his hand stroked her thigh.
“I stood at the end of the main street the day you left, and watched you drive away. I remember thinking, there goes part of me.” He spoke the words into her hair, his face resting there. “The pain in my chest was physical, and I’m ashamed to say I went a bit crazy. I wasn’t strong enough to cope with how I felt losing you, Bailey.”
“I cried for hours,” she said. “My mother got angry with me, and said I needed to grow up, but I couldn’t stop. The sadness and desperation gripped my entire body. It was like I couldn’t function without you.” Maybe because she wasn’t looking at Joe, Bailey could say the words. Whatever the reason, it felt good to finally let them out. “At the time it hurt so badly to leave you that I wondered if I would carry that pain forever.”
His lips settled on her shoulder.
“You’d asked me to be the best man I could be for you, Bailey, and I failed for a while. I lost my way totally after you left.”
“Oh, Joe, I’m sorry.” Bailey had to face him now. She rolled onto her back and looked up at him. “That must have been a terrible time for you all.”
His lips touched hers in a kiss that was so sweet she felt it through her entire body.
“I rebelled against Aunt Jess and the rules she wanted to put in place. In fact, I pretty much rebelled against everything and everyone. I missed the one person who I felt knew me... understood where I was coming from. You were mine alone, Bailey. I had to share you with no one, and suddenly you were gone. I’m ashamed to say I became a bad person.”
Bailey cupped his cheek. “But you came through it, and that’s what matters, Joe. I just went further into myself. I never wrote to you about how I really felt, just kept it light—”
“I know. I read about where you lived, the city, and what you were doing, but never a word about how you were feeling.”
“I couldn’t put that on you.”
“I wish you had, maybe then I wouldn’t have been such an ass, and picked up a pen and written back. But one thing in all those letters that never changed was the closing line.”
“I miss you so much, Joe.” Bailey remembered writing the words over and over again.
His smile was sad. “I read those letters so many times, trying to read between the lines.”
“I thought you were throwing them away.”
“Never.”
“I’m glad you turned things around, Joe. Glad I came back here and found you happy, because I always wondered.”
“Is that why you came back?”
