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“Yep, the girls will be over for Sunday dinner. What should we have?” He asks like having dinner with him and his sisters in just a common experience. I have shared meals with them, but it’s usually at Marley’s or out at a restaurant with others.
But, he’s asking me what we should make. That means he wants me there with him, as his, not just his sister’s friend. Right? My brain is in turmoil as I overthink everything.
He stops at his bike and pulls out Marley’s helmet. “Gonna have to get you one of your own.” He tells me as he helps strap me in. “Can you wear this while we ride?” He asks, holding out the backpack.
I take it from him and slip it on. He helps me mount the bike and then climbs in front of me before bringing it to life. Within moments, we’re flying down the roads leading to the country where his home is. The home where he was raised and spent the last few years raising his sisters.
ChapterSeven
Reaper
I gather the plates from dinner and head into the kitchen to rinse them off. Bailey follows me in with the glasses and sets them in the sink.
“I’ll do that,” she offers. “You cooked, the least I can do is clean the dishes.”
“I got it, plus my hands are already in the water. But if you want to help you can dry.” I didn’t invite her over to clean up after me, but doing it together is something different. I like sharing these simple tasks with her.
Once we have everything cleaned and put away, I grab two waters from the fridge and turn to her. “Come on, let’s go sit outside.”
She grabs the hand I hold out to her and we exit through the sliding glass door to the patio. We take the steps down to the lower level. While she gets comfortable to the large lounger, I flick the on the gas fire pit.
The nights can get a chill in the fall evenings, and I want any excuse to have Bailey on me. I sit down next to her and pull her close. She shifts in her spot, and I want her closer. “Climb up,” I tell her as I twist her around to straddle my lap.
Her lips meet mine before she even sits on my lap. Her body shifts against mine, searching for relief. Relief that I want to give her and feel myself. The way she rides me, has many dirty visions in my head. I want to strip here bare and take her right here, but she deserves better for our first time.
Gripping her hips hard, I halt her movement and she groans as her lips pull away from mine. “Micah, I’m sorry. I got carried away.” She tries to hide her face in her hair that is falling around her, but I won’t have that.
“Don’t be sorry. I want you, but I want to savor this time.” I stand up and her legs wrap around my waist. I carry her up the stairs and through the house to my room.
Turning on the nightstand light, I lay her in my bed and climb in over her. Her legs make room for my intrusion and I take my place over her.
“I want you, Bailey.”
“Please,” she whispers.
I sit up, pulling her with me. My hands skim her waist and slide under her shirt. Her soft skin a beacon calling for me to uncover it. Raising her shirt, her beauty captivates me. I run my fingers over the top of her breast that are escaping her bra and down the middle, my hands rest flat against her stomas before landing on her hips. I watch as goosebumps cover her arms and her breathing becomes labored.
“Damn,” I whisper to her as I lay her down on the bed. “So beautiful.” I run my hands from her hips up to her bra. She releases the breath she was holding, giving me a part of her.
Reaching down to her jeans, I release the snap and look up. She gives me a nod and I take a handful of her jeans and panties in each hand and pull down. She lifts her hips, granting me access and in seconds I have her bottom half bare.
“You good?”
“So good.” Her acknowledgement pushes me forward as I take her lips in a grueling kiss. I’m trying to hold it together, but it’s getting hard.
Moving my lips to her shoulder, I nibble along her collarbone and push her bra straps down. She reaches for my shirt and I make quick work of removing it for her. Reaching back around her, I release her bra and hold her heavy tits in my hand. Her nipples hard and erect, calling out to me.
Leaning down, I take my time licking and sucking each diamond-hard peak. Bailey’s moans spur me on as I lay her back on the bed and find my way between her thighs. Grinding my cock against her core, I can feel her warmth through my pants and know the minute I slide in, I’ll be done for.
Something ignites between us; hands move frantically as we work to divest each other of our remaining clothes. The moment my dick is released from my pants, she wraps her hand around it, holding me close.
Trying to hold off my needs, I coast my fingers to her core and test her readiness. Her slick, warm pussy clamps around my finger. Adding another finger, I lean up and take her lips in a grueling kiss.
“Micah,” she whispers when she pulls her lips away to catch her breath.
“You like that, babe?” I question as she writhes underneath me. Her blissful face answers my question. Using my thumb, I apply pressure on her clit, moving in slow circles. She detonates under me, clamping my fingers like a vise, her fingers digging into my shoulders as I lean over her, watching her face as she reaches ecstasy.
My fingers move slowly in her channel, prolonging her orgasm, spreading her release to make sure she’s ready to take me. Her eyes open as she gasps for breath, and her brown irises lock on mine as a small smile forms on her abused lips.
