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At once, Bailey rose up onto her knees and pushed the comforter away. Clumsily, she found her balance while extending a hand out. “Give me.”
“You don’t want this,” I taunted, taking another sip and groaning at the sweet taste.
“Now, Miles.”
“Kiss first.”
“Hand it over.”
“Don’t be a brat, B. Kiss first, and then you’ll get this cavity-inducing drink.” That had been the wrong thing to say. She went from grumpy to a vixen in the blink of an eye. Lip caught between her teeth, she lowered her hands to the mattress and came to me.
Lithe, her body was breathtaking—graceful. Her slow, predatory crawl hid nothing from my view. I enjoyed the sensual curve of her spine and the sway of her ass as it moved from side to side.
I was hard.
Coquettishly, in her small top and barely there underwear, she stopped beside my leg and looked up at me from beneath thick lashes. She rose to her knees with one hand on my thigh and the other on my chest. Bailey leaned closer, so close her perky tits brushed my arm.
My eyes followed the rise and fall of her chest. I was distracted by the pebbling of her nipples and the sudden flush that followed.
“Thank you.”
“What?” I asked, eyes still watching the sweet buds tighten.
“You’re too easy.” She laughed, and the movement caused a small bounce to the area I was cataloging. “Eyes up here, dork.”
That’s when I realized my mistake. The little minx had played me, and the proof was in her hand. With a sweet smile on her face, Bailey brought the cup to her lips and took a large sip.
After a few more drinks, she placed it next to her phone and turned to look at me. “Like I said...” mirth danced across her bright eyes “...too easy.”
“Shut up,” I grumbled, bringing my hand up to cup her cheek. Leaning in, I kissed her on the nose and then proceeded to push her.
Bailey tipped over in a fit of giggles. “Your face!” Her small body writhed over the sheets and caramel-colored hair fanned out like a halo; even while laughing at me, she was exquisite.
“Get dressed, love.”
“Can’t breathe!”
“Two words, baby.” At that, she paused mid-laugh and stared back, wide-eyed. Bailey knew then I meant business. We played this game as kids, much to her chagrin.
Another tidbit about this saucy beauty—she was ticklish. Everywhere.
I’d found out by pure accident, and luck, at the age of thirteen. And since that day, I’d used it to my advantage when necessary.
“Don’t you dare, Hunter.” Rolling over, she sat up on her knees once more. Green eyes blazed with a warning. “I’ll scream.”
“Tickle...” I wiggled my fingers, and she huffed. Threw her hands up in the air once again, causing her breasts to bounce. Almost distracted me.
“Stop.”
Knee on the bed, I moved closer. “Spi—”
“Hate you,” she hissed, backing up to the very edge. “You win. Let me get ready.”
“—ders.” Couldn’t help myself.
My girl climbed down from the bed and stomped across the room to her closet. A few minutes later, she came out with a book bag, tote bag, and her clothes in hand.
“Where are we going again?”
