Page 95 of Saving You

My hand finds her hair as I hold her head so I can devour her. The kiss heals me in a way I never knew a kiss could. Bailey, being right here with me now, has brought peace to my soul. She’s not leaving me, and when she walked into the house and saw the mess I was, she still chose to comfort me. She’s not letting last night’s nightmare run her off.

She’s choosing to stay.

She moves to straddle my lap, and I help her, gripping her hips and lifting her up. She moans into my mouth and the sound steals my breath. I want to hear that sound for the rest of my life. I want to be the cause of that moan. My lips leave hers as they trace down her neck. Wanting more access to her neck, I reach for the hem of the hoodie she’s wearing, and that’s when I realize she’s wearing the one I was looking for earlier. The one that had the ring in the pocket.

“You stole my hoodie,” I breathe out.

She bites her bottom lip, it’s sexy as fuck, and nods. “I knew it was cold, and I wanted something that smelt like you.”

“I was looking for it this morning, but it looks good on you.”

She worries her lip between her teeth as her hand reaches into the front pocket. “I’m guessing you were looking for this,” she says as she pulls out the ring box.

My hand goes to the back of my neck, and I rub it as I clear my throat. “Yeah.”

“It’s beautiful.”

Her eyes hold mine, and it’s like the air between us stills.

“It’s my mother’s,” I say. “She gave it to me at Christmas.”

“Christmas,” she whispers.

I nod. “Yeah, she said she knew I’d want to use it soon.”

“Do you?” Her eyes bounce between mine.

“Yeah, soon.”

A tear falls down her cheek, and she places the box in my hand. “When you’re ready,” she whispers before she kisses me again. She takes control of the kiss, but I have a question I want answered before we continue.

“It doesn’t scare you?”

She holds my gaze, and I see the full conviction in her eyes as she says, “Nothing about being with you scares me. You savedme in more ways than one. You are my safe space. So, no. It doesn’t scare me, but I don’t want to rush anything either. So, when we’re ready.”

“Bailey, you’re saving me every day.”

Another tear falls down her cheek, and I kiss it away before I reach for the hem of the hoodie, pulling it over her head and tossing it on the floor. Her smile is blinding. She grabs my shirt and pulls it off, tossing it in the same direction as the hoodie. We quickly work to get our pants off. When she’s completely bare in front of me, I allow my eyes to eat her up before I slide flat on my back across the floor.

“Come ride my face, Bailey.”

Silence fills the air. I lift my head to look at her, and she’s staring at me with her mouth slightly open.

“Bails, come ride my face.”

She slowly makes her way to me. When she’s right beside me, she swings a leg over my chest, straddling me. Impatiently, I grip her hips and pull her forward, positioning her right over my face.

“Sit,” I growl, and she lowers herself slightly as my tongue darts out and tastes her.

Her taste bursts over my tongue, and it’s even better than it’s been in the past. As though those last little barriers I had up, the worry that had plagued me, had dampened everything when it came to being with her.

She continues to hover, so I wrap my hands over her thighs and pull her down. Her legs spread outward as her centre comes closer to my mouth.

“I plan to feast Bailey, don’t make me work by having me go to my meal. Bring it to me.”

With that, my tongue begins to work furiously as I taste and tease her. My tongue thrusts in and out of her pussy before it moves to her clit, circling it slowly. She shivers aboveme as I take my time with the most sensitive part of her.

I do everything I’ve learned that sends her over the edge. Her body falls forward as she braces one hand on the edge of the couch and the other goes to my hair. She grips it tightly as she calls my name. I grin against her. She moans as I bring her to the edge. I make her cling to the razor thin edge between orgasm and pure torture. But when she falls, she’ll thank me for it. She’ll come so undone for me and it will be a sight to behold.

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