43. Kaitlyn #3
I close the gap between us, pulling him into a messy kiss.
Bailey’s skin is hot against mine, and I’m so turned on, I can feel the wetness pooling between my legs.
There’s nothing soft and gentle about this, and I wrap my hand around his length, loving the way he moans into my mouth as I sweep my tongue against his.
My back hits the wall behind us, and Bailey’s hand slides into my hair, wrapping it around his hand to tilt my head back as his lips press against my throat. “Please, show me how much you want me,” I say, half-delirious from the feeling of having his hands and mouth all over me.
“I’ve dreamed of this for so long,” he says against my skin, and I know he means it. This isn’t how I thought tonight was going to go, but I’m not complaining by any means .
My core is aching for contact to help relieve some of the pressure, and Bailey lets go of my hair to move his hand between my legs. He runs his fingers over my core, taunting me.
“Bailey,” I beg, grabbing his shoulder as he takes my peak in his mouth. The sight of Bailey’s blond hair over my chest is enough to make my knees weak as his fingers take a second pass, pressing against my clit for only a moment.
“God, you’re fucking drenched, Kait. Do you taste as sweet as I think you will?” he asks, lifting his head to look up at me with a smirk.
“Why don’t you get on your knees and find out?” I say, needing more than the teasing he’s doing.
Bailey brings his hand up to his mouth, sucking on the fingers coated with my arousal.
“I plan to,” he says, and my rebuttal is cut off by a moan when he presses those same fingers into me this time.
“First, I think you should take a taste of your sweetness,” he says, standing up.
I can smell myself when he brings them up in front of my mouth, his eyes gleaming.
I part my lips, tilting my head to wrap them around his two fingers. I swirl my tongue around, sucking just like I would if it were his dick. Goddamn, this might be the hottest thing I’ve ever done.
“Good girl,” he praises, pulling his fingers away to kiss me again, taking my breath away before dropping to his knees.
“Holy shit,” I say, my voice breathless. He grabs the back of my thigh, lifting my leg over his shoulder, and my head is spinning. I can feel his breath against my inner thighs, and I shiver as he uses his thumbs to spread me wide open.
“Do you like me on my knees for you, sunshine?” he asks, and I nod, reaching to run my fingers through his hair.
“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.