“Please.”
“Say you’re mine,” Bailey says, and without a doubt, he’s ruined me for anyone else.
“I’m yours,” I agree quickly, without any hesitation. With his emerald eyes still locked on me, he flattens his tongue, dragging it up my opening before sucking hard on my clit. I cry out, pulling on his hair as he moans against me, and I’m honestly not sure I can stay standing up.
I grind against his mouth, taking exactly what I need as Bailey’s gaze never leaves mine. I can still taste myself on my tongue, and it’s not going to take much for me to come.
“Fuck, Bailey.” My words become an incoherent babble after that when he presses two fingers inside me again, flitting his tongue against the bundle of nerves. My thighs are shaking, and I drop my head back against the wall, holding Bailey’s head against me as I come hard enough to see stars dance across my vision.
Bailey doesn’t stop, his fingers working me through the orgasm as I let go of the grip I had on him.
My entire body feels like it’s on fire, and every kiss from Bailey is only pouring kerosene on the flames, making my feelings for him burn that much brighter. “Are you okay?” I ask, panting as I move to be next to him on the ground.
“Kait, that was the single greatest moment of my life,” he admits, his cheeks flushing, and he leans forward to pull me in for another kiss.
He’s smiling when he pulls away, and I can’t believe we’re doing this in here, but I don’t care enough to get up and drag him to my bedroom. “Do you have a condom?” I ask, and Bailey nods, reaching to cup my face with a tenderness that only makes my heart swell.
“Yeah, but I want you to know I wasn’t expecting anything to happen tonight,” he says, placing another sweet kiss to the corner of my mouth.
“I wasn’t either, but it feels right.”
“Everything has always felt right with you,” he says, his smile softening. Bailey grabs his wallet from his jeans, pulling out the condom.
“Can I put you in my mouth first?” I ask, staring at the pre-cum leaking from the tip. A groan leaves his mouth, and all I want to do is make B feel as good as he made me. “Bailey?”
I wrap my hand around his stiff length, glancing up at him.
His throat bobs as he looks down at me, and I lean to press a kiss to the swollen head. Taking him in my mouth, I mimic the same way I swirled my tongue when it was his fingers instead. “Fuck,” he hisses through clenched teeth.
Goddamn, he’s so beautiful.
Bailey’s cheeks are flushed, and he slides his fingers through my hair. I take him deeper until my mouth bumps against my hand, and a low moan slips from his throat.
“Fuck, I need to be inside you, please.” Bailey’s gaze is searing, and with another swirl of my tongue, I pull my head back. I can’t argue with that logic. I help him roll the condom on, and Bailey kneels between my legs.
He pushes in slowly, and I can’t look away. “Are you okay?” he asks, checking in with me, and all I feel is an overwhelming full feeling.
I nod, biting my lip as a groan catches in my throat.
“More, please,” I say, and Bailey moves his hips back to push in again.
“Fucking perfect,” he says, leaning down to kiss me. “Only you, Kait,” he promises, reaching to lock our hands together over my head.
I try to meet his thrusts, but I lose track when his mouth slants over mine again, promising all the words we haven’t said yet.
He might not have been my first, but I can’t imagine there ever being anyone else who can make me feel like this.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
Bailey
NOW
My head feelslike I’m swimming underwater, but I want to get the GED done and over with. I’m mad at the younger version of myself for running away in general, but it would’ve been nice if I’d at least waited until after I graduated high school.
These practice tests are boring, and all I can think about is how much I’d rather be with Kaitlyn right now.
Her parents came back a few days ago, and it’s been harder than I anticipated not having her just down the hall anymore.
