Page 51 of Stolen Kisses


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I was done holding back.

Another kiss was placed on my lips. “Let’s go, baby.”

“There’s something I need you to know before—”

“Tell me.” Hunter nuzzled his cheek with mine. “Anything. I’ll always listen.”

Taking in a deep breath, I let it out slowly. “Hunter, I—I love you too. There’s never been anyone but you.”

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Chapter 15:

Happy Birthday

Hunter

FOR BAILEY JONES, I’d become a creeper.

I’d become consumed by her every waking moment.

An in-love fool.

It was the only reason that made sense as to why I’d add kidnapper to the extensive list of offenses. That, and she told me she loved me. That final wall that she fought to keep up crumbled at our feet and she showed me her heart.

That beautiful part of her that beat for me.

Nothing had ever sounded as sweet as those four words: I love you too.

Crawling atop of my pretty girl, I ran my nose up the soft skin of her thighs. Kissed each inch of skin I could. “Time to wake up, beautiful.”

“Shhh, babes. Sleeping.” Bailey shifted, the soft blanket I’d thrown over her body shifting. It exposed the toned flesh of her abdomen. “Stop it, that tickles.”

“Please.” I nipped her hipbone; the small pajama shorts she wore to bed sat low. A little lower, and the edge of her panties would be visible. “It’s after ten, sweetheart.”

“Birthday girls should be allowed to sleep in.” Fuck, her pout was always my undoing.

“I’ll entertain myself then,” I muttered low, nuzzling her belly button. I tossed the blanket aside and lowered her shorts—peeled them off and the underwear beneath. Didn’t give a flying fuck where they landed. All I could focus on was her sweet pussy.

Bailey was completely bare. Not a single hair.

One leg was bent at the knee, exposing her juicy cunt. My mouth watered.

From slit to clit, I ran the tip of my nose over her soft skin. Breathed her in.

“What’re you…oh fuck!” The expletive burst from her as my tongue followed the same path my nose had a second ago. Kissing. Licking. Savoring her sweet essence.

I ate her as if she were my favorite dessert: messily and groaning as each drop escaped her entrance and into my mouth. My cock was hard, and I pressed myself against the mattress to alleviate my painful need.

Her legs shook beside my head, closing around me. Bailey held me against her heat while arching her hips. She rode my tongue, taking her pleasure while I relished in each sweet cry that left her lips.

“Come for me, baby,” I growled into her flesh, flicking her trembling clit. It swelled, and she moaned. Not good enough. “Give me what’s mine.”

Bringing a hand between us, I used two fingers and in rapid succession smacked her sensitive nub.

Her walls contracted at once. “Oh my God!”

Again, I tapped her sex.

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