Page 83 of Home Coming

There was less and less blood flowing to his brain and his control was at an all time low.

Tiny quakes from the aftershocks of her orgasm still pulsed through her when he slid up her body and positioned his length at her entrance, then hung his head when realization hit.

“Fuck.” With a sigh, he said, “Condoms are in my bag in the car parked at the Garden.”

“I have an IUD. And I went to the doctor and got checked after Axel. And I’m not having sex with anyone else,” she rushed to add.

“I’m not having sex with anyone else either,” he confirmed. In fact, now that he had Bailey, he couldn’t imagine wanting anyone else ever.

“So then do we really need a condom?” she asked.

The sight of her teeth biting her lower lip had his cock jumping. “Not on my account.”

“Okay, then,” she said shyly.

“Okay, then.” He swallowed hard and plunged inside.

Now it was his eyes that slammed shut from the sensation of being surrounded by Bailey. Her body gripped him like a fist that held his cock tight in its warm grasp.

“You can move. It’s okay,” she said.

He realized he’d frozen, sunken deep, afraid to move.

“I really can’t.” He let out a short laugh. “If I move, I’ll come. You feel too good.”

“So come. Then maybe we can do it again?” she suggested shyly.

“Yeah, we can.”

He set a fast, hard pace. It rocked the bed. It rocked Bailey on the bed. It had the headboard hitting the wall and worked the covers up until they were all at the head and none were by the foot.

It didn’t last as long as he would have wanted but longer than he’d anticipated.

Bottoming out inside Bailey as she gripped his butt and held him deep, he came so hard he saw stars behind his closed eyelids. And when he felt her body pulsing around him and heard her breath kicking up as she held him tightly against her he about lost it.

She came again while he was inside her, which had him getting hard and round two was on.

This time he made love to her. Slow and deep, gazing into her eyes as he enjoyed every stroke of his body into hers.

The bed was going to be a mess. They were getting pretty messy themselves. But he’d bet there was a big ass shower in this suite, if not a big jacuzzi bathtub. Perfect for some water sex.

And with his plans for round three set, he lifted Bailey’s legs onto his shoulders and attained another level of depth and pleasure.

Her eyes widened and he knew she was getting inside her own head again. She moved her hands to her stomach as if to hide it from his view.

He’d get her over this self-consciousness one way or another. For now… he gathered their combined slickness on one finger and slid back between her cheeks. When he slipped it inside her tight hole she gasped and forgot all about trying to hide her stomach from him as she gripped the bedding on either side of her.

Pleased with his creativity, and all the potential it opened up, he smiled.

“Why are you smiling?” she asked.

“Because I love you,” he said.

Her eyes flew wide. “Quinn Baldwin, you did not just tell me you loved me for the first time while we’re having sex and yourfinger is in my ass.” She’d whispered the last part, as if anyone else was there to hear.

“I do believe I did. Is that a problem?” He smiled wider.

His love for her felt like it was expanding and overflowing his heart. Like he’d dammed it up for so long, now that he’d opened the floodgates it all came spilling out.

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