20. Chapter 20
Chapter 20
T he door snicked shut behind him and he set his keys in the bowl by the front door. Fuck, he was tired. Their plane was supposed to get in at 9:00 pm, but because of some kind of mechanical error, it was now a little after 1:00 am. Thank god they were only flying to Texas this week and not back to the east coast.
A light illuminated the kitchen. Was Bailey still up? He veered toward the kitchen. No sign of Bailey. His chest tightened. She’d clearly left the light on for him, so he didn’t come home to a dark house. He’d never had that before. Even when he lived with roommates, it was every man for himself. No one ever left the light on for the last guy who came home.
He flicked off the light and padded down the hallway in his sock feet toward the bedroom. At the bedroom door, he pulled up short when he saw the outline of a person in his bed. The fist around his chest tightened almost to the point of pain. Fuck, everything about seeing her in his bed, waiting for him, felt right.
Although he’d asked her to sleep in his bed, he hadn’t really thought she would, especially when he’d messaged her earlier to say how late they were going to be getting in. Some animalistic piece of him wanted to tear the covers off her and stake his claim on the woman in his bed, to leave no doubt in her mind that she belonged to him.
Needing a minute to get his emotions under control, he went into the bathroom and brushed his teeth. When he finally felt like he had control of himself, he clicked off the bathroom light. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, he could hear Bailey’s body shift against the sheets. Instantly, his body was back on alert. The exhaustion he’d felt a few minutes ago was nowhere to be seen.
“Gonzo?” Bailey’s voice was husky with sleep.
“Yeah, it’s me. Sorry I woke you.”
“No, that’s okay. I’m glad you’re home. You must be exhausted.” Bailey shifted and the sheet slipped down her body, exposing her breast. Her very naked breast and his cock instantly awoke.
“I was. I’m kind of awake now.” The second he saw her in his bed, any thoughts of sleep had instantly vanished. “I like seeing you in my bed.”
“Good. I’m glad.”
“How tired are you?” he asked.
“I’m awake now.” Her voice filled with amusement as she spoke.
“Good.” He stepped closer to the mattress. “Then lose the sheet.”
“What?”
“Lose the sheet, Bailey. It’s been a long road trip and I’m tired of seeing you only in my imagination. I need to look at you.”
Her foot wrapped around the sheet and she slowly slid it further down, exposing her naked body, inch by delectable inch. The moonlight shining in through the window hit her skin, making it shine like alabaster.
Normally he wanted the lights on completely when he was with Bailey, but tonight he appreciated the romance of the moonlight. He picked up the remote for the blinds and opened them further.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“Just enjoying the way your body looks in the moonlight.”
“Oh.”
“Fuck, Bailey, if you could see the way you look right now,” he muttered.
“What do I look like?”
For once, he was at a loss for words. Talking dirty was easy. But saying the romantic shit that was floating around in his mind out loud, that was way out of his comfort zone. How could he possibly explain that she looked like a sexy Grecian goddess and the comfort of home all wrapped up in one incredibly sexy package?
He wasn’t the kind of guy who was going to tell a woman her skin looked like alabaster even if he thought it. So instead of saying any of those things, he simply went with what she would expect him to say. “You look like a fucking wet dream. Jesus, Bay, when I said I wanted to come home and find you in my bed, I didn’t have a fucking clue it would feel like this.”
“What does it feel like?”
“Everything.”
“Gonzo,” she whispered, and her hand pressed against her chest.
He kicked off his boxers and fisted his cock, loving the way Bailey’s eyes followed the movement of his hand as he tightly moved his palm down the shaft. “I’m more an action speak louder than words kind of guy. Why don’t I show you?”
“Mmm, why don’t you?” Bailey arched her back and pulled up one knee. The pose was so confident he couldn’t help but grin. Fuck, yeah, he loved seeing her like this. Every time they were together, she became more and more comfortable in her skin. A few weeks ago, she never would have been confident enough to pose on the bed.
He walked to the foot of the bed and pressed his knee against the mattress. “Spread your legs,” he ordered.
Bailey’s knee dropped open slightly, giving him a teasing view of her pussy. It wasn’t enough. He grabbed her ankle and moved her foot out wider, exposing her completely to his view. “Beautiful,” he murmured then picked up her foot and placed a kiss on her ankle bone. “So, did you use your toys and think of me again while I was away?”
“Mmm.” She shifted on the mattress.
He slowly kissed his way up her calf. “You gonna show me?”
“That would be me showing you, not you showing me, wouldn’t it?” she teased.
Well, she had him there. He chuckled. “Technically yes, but…” Gonzo ran his tongue along the tender skin at the inside of her knee. “I’ll make it worth your while.” He blew gently on her inner thigh and Bailey shifted her hips against the mattress. “You know you want to show me how fucking hot you look when you masturbate.”
“I’m pretty sure that fantasy is yours, not mine.”
“It’s definitely my fantasy. I haven’t thought about anything else all week.”
“Really?”
“God, yes,” he groaned. It was like he was back in fucking high school with the amount he beat off this week. “Please.”
Bailey’s head snapped up. “Did you really just say please?”
“Yeah.”
“You never ask nicely in the bedroom, you’re more the order me around type,” she teased. “You must really want this.”
He sat back on his heels and stared down at her. His eyes narrowed as she smirked back at him in amusement. “Get your toy,” he ordered.
The smirk on Bailey’s face vanished. “What?”
“You heard me. Get your toy and show me how you make yourself come.”
Bailey sucked in a breath. “What happened to please?”
“I think you made it pretty clear me asking nicely didn’t turn you on.”
“It wasn’t that it didn’t turn me on, it just surprised me.”
He could see the way her chest rose and fell as she watched him. She might not admit it, but his girl liked being bossed around in the bedroom.
“I want to see you fuck yourself with a toy, Bailey. I’ll even be nice and let you pick which one.”
“Oh you will, will you?” She raised one eyebrow in amusement.
“Mmm-hmm, but you better grab it quick, otherwise I’m picking.”
“You don’t know which one works best.”
“So pick.”
“Fine, but you’re so bossy,” she muttered and rolled to her side. She pulled open the drawer of his bedside table.
“Holy fuck, you have your sex toys in my bedside table?”
She paused and turned around. “You told me to sleep in here.”
“I’m not complaining. That’s fucking hot.” How many toys did she have in there? “Show me.”
“You are so weird.” She rolled her eyes at him.
Reaching into his bedside table, she pulled out a red toy that looked like a rosebud. What the hell was that thing? He’d been expecting some kind of giant dildo or something, not a little red rose.
Bailey turned around with the toy in her hand and eyed him nervously. “This one works really good.”
If she honestly didn’t want to do this, he wouldn’t push, but the cues her body were giving said she did. Her nipples had instantly become little rocks when he’d suggested it. He crawled forward and placed a kiss against her lips. “You good with this?”
“Yes, I just hope you won’t be disappointed.”
“There’s nothing you could do that would disappoint me, Bailey.” He gently kissed her again, and her body melted against him. “Now show me how that thing works.”
Chuckling, she shook her head at him. “I still think it’s weird you want this so badly.”
He looked at her until she made eye contact with him. “You telling me you don’t think it’s hot when I touch myself?”
“Umm.”
He fisted his palm around his cock and Bailey’s eyes widened and stayed glued to the movement of his hand. Even in the moonlight, he could see the way her nostrils flared as she watched. “This doesn’t turn you on, just a little?” he pressed.
Bailey’s hand fluttered against her collarbone. “No, no, it definitely does.” She licked her lips.
“Exactly.” He squeezed his cock harder and Bailey gasped. “See how the way I touch myself is different from how you touch me?”
Bailey’s teeth bit into her bottom lip as she nodded.
“I want to see how you look. What you do to yourself that I’m maybe not doing. I want to be 100% focused on what you look like when you come.”
Bailey lay back on the mattress and the little red rose buzzed to life. She trailed the toy over her nipple and down her stomach. Her hips shifted on the mattress, and she widened her legs as she touched the rose against her pussy. She moved the toy around slightly, then gasped.
“What just happened?” he asked.
“It’s a…” Her head arched back and she closed her eyes. “It kind of sucks on my clit.”
He moved down the mattress so he could see better. Bailey’s hips bucked and she began panting. Damn, that thing was impressive. “It works that fast?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she moaned.
His dick throbbed as it tried to demand he let it join the party. It took all his self-control to keep his hands off Bailey. “You look so fucking sexy, baby,” he told her.
Bailey opened her eyes and smiled at him, and he growled. He fucking growled. What the hell was that? She reached over and touched his dick.
“I want to suck your cock,” she told him.
His brain must have short-circuited because he couldn’t possibly have just heard her say that. “Huh?”
“Come up here so I can suck your dick.”
His eyes flashed back to the toy sucking away on her clit. “This is supposed to be about you,” he told her.
She moved the toy off herself. “This is supposed to be about me showing what I like. I think it would be really hot to have something sucking my clit at the same time I’m sucking you.”
His cock practically jumped, it throbbed so hard. “Jesus,” he muttered.
“Please,” she practically begged.
He scurried up the mattress. Kneeling above her face, he held his cock as he looked down at her. His chest tightened like it had when he’d first seen her in his bed tonight. “You have any idea how perfect you are?”
Bailey’s lips curled into the little smirk of a woman who knew she had the upper hand. “What is it with men and blowjobs?”
He cupped the back of her head and threaded his fingers through her hair. This was anything but just a blowjob. This was about so much more, but he sure as hell wasn’t ready to examine what. “Turn on the toy, Bailey,” he said and placed his cock against her lips.
Her tongue dipped out and she ran it along the seam of his cock. “Mmm,” she said, then the rose began vibrating again. Bailey sucked him in deeply. And he hissed out a breath as her hot mouth closed around him. Torn between watching Bailey suck his cock, or watching her play with the toy, he didn’t know where to look. His senses were on overload and judging from the noises Bailey was making, she was feeling the same way. Her little moans vibrated against his cock and he fucking loved it. Bailey’s mouth gaped and his dick popped from her mouth as her orgasm tore through her. He’d never seen anything more beautiful. He leaned back on his heels and just watched her until finally her eyes opened. She flicked a glance at his still erect cock.
“Sorry,” she winced.
“You don’t have a single thing to be sorry for, Bay. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
She smiled. “You need to get out more.”
“I’ve seen plenty and that was by far the top of the list.” He brushed her hair away from her face. “I’ve never seen you look more beautiful.”
She grabbed his hand and kissed his palm. “Thank you, Gonz. I’ve never felt more beautiful.”
“That’s because you are,” he said.
A slow, seductive smile spread across her lips. Bailey sat up and pushed her hand against his chest. “Lay back, Gonzo.” She continued to push against his chest until he lay on his back, then straddled his waist.
“What are you doing?”
“I thought maybe today I’d be on top.”
Holy shit. She never went on top. They’d come a long way in her confidence, but so far, it hadn’t extended to this.
When he didn’t speak, she bit her bottom lip. “Is that okay?” she asked.
“I can’t think of anything better.” He reached over and grabbed a condom off the bedside table. “Put it on me,” he ordered.
Bailey eased her body back on his thighs, and his cock sprang up in front of her. He bit back a groan as she slowly slid the condom down his length. With the condom in place, Bailey pushed up on her knees and grabbed his cock. He watched her as she positioned him where she wanted him and slowly sank down. She shifted her weight and he slid a little further inside, then suddenly she took him all the way in.
“Oh Jesus,” he groaned as her wet heat fully engulfed his cock.
She eased back up, then down, and stopped. Her nose wrinkled up.
“What’s the matter, baby?” he asked.
“I don’t really know what to do up here. I’ve never been on top before.”
“Ever?” He couldn’t keep the shock from his voice. He knew she said she didn’t feel comfortable being on top, but it never occurred to him she’d never even tried it.
“No.” She shifted like she was going to get off and he clamped his hand down on her thigh.
“Where you going?”
“I suck at this.”
He disagreed. His dick was still buried deep in her pussy. Hell, they could just stay like this and he could die happy. He shifted his hips and she sucked in a breath. “You feel pretty fucking fantastic to me.”
“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” she admitted.
“Just try a couple of things and see what feels good.”
“What do you mean, try a few things?”
“Go up and down, lean back, lean forward, swivel your hips.” He rubbed his hand along her thigh. “Use me to make your body feel good.” He held her hips down as he shifted his own. The movement drove her clit against his pubic bone, and she gasped. “You like that?” he asked.
“Mmm-hmm.” She nodded.
He swiveled his own hips slowly to the left, then around to the right, watching Bailey’s face the entire time. Her mouth dropped open. He continued the motion and her breath turned into a pant. He pulled her forward so her breast touched his mouth and he flicked his tongue against her nipple. “See? Just move your body and see what you like.”
“You’re doing just fine,” she said.
He chuckled. “Imagine how much better it would feel if you were controlling the movement, taking what you want, how you want it, just like you did with your toy.”
Bailey’s hips shifted like she was grinding her clit against him, and he grinned. “That’s it, baby, use me to get you off.”
Bailey sat up and pressed her hands against his chest. She pushed herself up till he almost popped out, then slowly dropped back down. He groaned. Bailey smiled, then did it again. Her eyes never left his face as she continued to move her hips in various ways. When she hit something she liked, her eyes widened.
Suddenly, her movements changed. It was like she forgot to be nervous or unsure and became a woman who knew exactly what she wanted. He couldn’t look away as she rode him hard. Her back arched, thrusting her breast forward. Bailey reached up and pinched her own nipples and he couldn’t hold back. He gripped her hips and bucked into her. Bailey’s grunts and moans matched his own. His balls pulled up tight. He was so fucking close. He reached between them and found Bailey’s clit and pressed against it with his thumb. Her pussy clamped down tightly on his cock as she screamed out her orgasm, dragging him along in the wake. Bailey collapsed against his chest and he rubbed his hands up and down her back as he tried to catch his own breath.
“Holy shit,” Bailey mumbled against his chest.
“You’re a fast study Bailey Reynolds.”
“I had an excellent teacher.”
He continued to rub his hands up and down her back. The next thing he knew, she made a little baby snoring sound like she’d fallen asleep. Smiling to himself, he tossed the condom in the garbage can at the side of the bed then shifted her slightly so he could get more comfortable. She sniffled and burrowed deeper against him. Not wanting to let her go, he tightened his arms slightly and drifted off to sleep.