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A pain-filled groan left me. “Sweet fuck.”
Small. Tiny. White.
Sinful lace—an insignificant string stretched over the center and widened at the juncture of her thighs. It covered nothing. Hid nothing.
I fell to my knees as the dress pooled at her feet. The towel around my waist fell and my cock sprang out hard as a pike. The pierced head was red and throbbing, my pre-come pooled at the tip.
A single drop rolled from slit to base.
My lips skimmed the dimples above her waist and then lower. Licked a path down to the skimpy material and I grasped them with my teeth.
I was feral in the way I yanked my head back—stretching the thong and tearing it on one side.
“Shit!” she hissed out as the lace dug into her hip.
Raising a hand, I smacked her right cheek and the skin heated beneath my palm. Her low moan was music to my ears, and I spanked her again on the left. Then again, alternating spots.
Ten in total with just a tiny bit of force; her moans told me all I needed to know.
My little B. would love a little bit of pain with sex.
She was beautiful in this shade of pink, my handprint marked onto her ass.
“Such a filthy mouth,” I hissed, baring my teeth and giving the soft material another hard pull. It fell from my lips and pooled above her dress, stretched, broken, and now useless.
Bailey was left bare and panting above me.
She was wet, the evidence of her arousal coating her upper thighs.
“Miles.” Another whimper full of need.
With my hands on her hips, I bent her forward a tiny bit, just enough for me to see the wetness seep from her entrance.
I licked her once with the flat of my tongue and stood to full height. Fuck, she tasted good, but I had to stop or I’d take her for the first time just as she was. No romance or sweet words. No delicate touches.
Bailey stumbled at my sudden move, but I had her righted and in my arms before she could protest.
“Close your eyes, baby. No peeking.” My girl nodded, and like the sweet kitten she was, she turned her head into my neck and nuzzled my skin while closing her eyes as I carried her inside the warm bathroom.
Our tub was full, and the steam enhanced the sweet vanilla and lavender scents inside.
“Smells nice,” Bailey whispered between open-mouthed kisses to my collarbone. “But you taste better.” Her small tongue swirled and flicked, teased my earlobe and neck—teeth nibbled on my jaw. “Yes, so much better.”
“I’m going to put you down now,” I hissed out when her teeth dug in a little deeper. The sting settled on the tip of my swollen head. “Keep your eyes closed until I say otherwise.”
“Fine, but I’d much rather stay as we are.”
With care, I lowered her to the floor and yanked her back against my bare chest. “Open them, baby.”
“Miles!” Bailey’s gasp of surprise, and the small squeal she released after was all I needed. Her happiness was my own. “This is beautiful.”
“You deserve so much more, Bailey.” Turning her around, I cupped the back of her neck and brought my lips down to hers. Kissed her slow and sweet, giving just a taste of what she’d receive every day for the rest of our lives. “I want to give you everything and love you harder than the previous day. Offering you the world seems insignificant when it comes to what I feel for you.”
“Love you so much, Miles. Always have.” She stood on the tip of her toes, pressed closer. “Please make love to me.”
“Do you trust me?”
“With my life.” Not an ounce of hesitation.
