She slid her fingers beneath the waistband of my gray joggers, and I helped her drag them down. I was left in nothing but black boxer briefs. And she had some catching up to do.
Breaking apart from her mouth, I lifted her hips and tugged down her pants. I ran my hands along the curves of her thighs, down to her smooth, slender calves. “Missed these legs too.”
Pulling off her pajamas one foot at a time, I glided my palms back up her warm skin. My hands came to rest on her hips, still clad in her little black cotton panties. Damn. They were simple but sexy as hell. She sat up partway, helping me pull off her purple sweater and tank top. In a flash, she was nearly naked, and I was in heaven.
I cupped her full, perky breasts, squeezing. “Can’t forget these.” She tipped her head back as I brushed my lips along her collarbone, then skimmed lower to kiss the swell of her breasts.
My fingers traveled down her stomach, dipping below the waistband of her underwear. I moved lower, between her legs, where she was soaking wet already. “And you know I missed your pussy.”
Bailey drew in a shaky inhale, hips tilting in response to my touch. I stroked her, and she grabbed me over my underwear, sending another swell of pleasure through my body. She squirmed beneath me, circling her pelvis against my hand. The way she was moving, like she knew exactly what she wanted, gave me an idea.
I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up off the bed beneath me. “Hang tight, baby.” Kissing her again, I placed a hand between her shoulder blades. She giggled against my mouth as I flipped us around in one sweeping movement, putting her on top of me so she was straddling my hips.
“Show off.” Bailey arched an eyebrow playfully.
“Maybe a little,” I said. “But this is a great view.”
James on top of me, topless with nothing but that tiny black underwear. Hair falling around her shoulders, framing her perky tits. Perfection in every way.
She gave me a crooked smile, examining my torso. “I don’t know. I think mine’s better.”
My fingers spanned her waist, pulling her down as I thrust up to meet her. She let out a small whimper and closed her eyes, moving her pelvis, grinding against me in response.
“I missed your sounds too.”
“Mm-hmm.” She nodded, biting her bottom lip.
I lifted my hips again, and her hands flew to my biceps, digging in with each undulation. I watched her, mesmerized. “You’re so fucking hot.”
Her eyes flew open, her expression verging on embarrassment. Probably because we were both still partially clothed, dry humping like teenagers. But that was what made it so awesome—I loved getting her going. And with our bodies lined up the way they were, the external stimulation was definitely there.
I sat up halfway, wrapping a hand around her neck and pulling her down to me. She leaned over me on her elbows, running a hand through my hair and tugging, kissing me again, rocking her pelvis, moving against me greedily.
“James.” I lifted my hips against her, and she let out a breathy whimper. “Is this working for you?”
Her cheeks were pink, eyes glassy as she looked at me. “Maybe.”
Man, if only I had the stamina to keep going. I bet I could get her off. But at this rate, we would both be finished before we got all the way undressed. Maybe next time, after I got this out of my system.
“Is that a yes to you being on top?” I asked.
Bailey froze. “You want me to be on top?”
“Oh yeah.” I bit back a grin. “If you want to.”
The idea of her riding me was one of the hottest things I could imagine, but I wouldn’t push. If she was self-conscious about it, I probably didn’t want to know why, because it would likely make me even more homicidal toward Morrison.
“Kind of…” Her brow wrinkled.
Yep, I knew what was happening here. I pulled us both upright, placing a hand against her back so that our bodies were pressed against each other.
“James.” Resting my forehead against hers, I tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Look at me.”
She gazed back at me, eyes soft and lips parted. Her breath was a little shallow, either from being turned on or nerves. Maybe both. I rubbed my palms up and down her arms, squeezing gently.
“Everything you do feels good to me when we’re together,” I said. “Don’t worry. Like, ever. I just want you.”
I mean, for fuck’s sake. It was virtually impossible for a guy to not get off during sex. It was simple. Get her off first, then switch gears at the end if necessary. It wasn’t fucking rocket science.
“Okay,” she said hesitantly, looking away. Then her eyes snapped back up to mine. “But can you stay sitting up a little like this? So I can reach you better? And kiss you?”
“Of course.” I shifted, rearranging the pillows behind me and sitting up against the headboard. “Better?”
Bailey gave me a small, sweet smile. “Yeah.”
She crawled off me and slid her little black panties down her legs. Then she kneeled beside me, kissing me and tugging at the waistband of my boxer briefs as I pulled them off and tossed them aside.
“Condom?” I reached over to her nightstand.
Her brows drew together, and then her eyes widened. “I don’t have any. Luke and I didn’t…” Rosy pink crept across her cheeks. “I mean, we used them. I didn’t trust him enough to go without. He never really came over here, though.”
“That’s okay. We don’t have to—”
“I’m on the pill.”
My cock twitched, and I suppressed a groan at the thought of being completely bare inside her. While it was incredibly tempting, I didn’t want her to offer up something she wasn’t comfortable with, either.
“I’m okay with it if you are,” she added shyly.
“I’m clean,” I told her. “We get tested at the start of every season, and I haven’t been with anyone else.”
“I trust you.” Her teeth sank into her bottom lip as she watched me, waiting for a response.
“If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.”
Vulnerability flashed in her eyes as she climbed on top of me. I brushed her hair out of her face and watched her, mesmerized. Not because of the act, but because of who it was with.
All I knew was I was in over my head more than ever before.
Once she was straddling my thighs, I gripped her waist with one hand and wrapped the other around my shaft. Palms on my shoulders, she eased down onto my cock with a soft moan. When she’d taken me fully, she fell still.
Concern sparked within me, and I tilted her chin up so she was forced to look at me. “Are you okay, baby?”
“Yeah,” she breathed. “Just need a sec. You’re…big.”
Likely, her nerves about being on top made her tense, which didn’t help. I ran my hands up and down her back to soothe her, kissing her shoulder, and after only a moment, her muscles relaxed and she took over, circling her hips and letting out a breathy sigh.
“That’s it.” I pulled her closer against me. “You’re so fucking perfect.”
Angling forward, she brought her mouth to mine as she picked up her pace. She was hot and dripping wet, and I had to suck in a breath to keep it together.