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I slam into her, pounding her against the tile, my hands cupping her ass. She rides me back just as hard; her harsh pants come fast. Her fingers grip my shoulders, digging in hard as we fuck each other until neither of us can breathe.
“Bailey. Fuck you feel so good. This is better than I imagined. Fuck, you’re so hot, so wet. Fuuuuck.”
“Owen,” she cries, finally screaming my name as I rail her as hard as Archer wanted me to. “Fuck, Owen!”
Her pussy clenches around my cock a second after, and I grunt loudly.
“Good girl,” I pant before Archer can praise her.
“Mm, you’re fucking his cock like a goddess,” Archer chimes in. “I bet that feels so good. You’re exquisite, Bailey, so beautiful when you come. The look on your face makes my cock so hard. Mm, fuck, baby girl, mm.”
“Jesus,” I pant. “Jesus, fuck. Uhm, I’m coming, fuck, Bailey, I’m coming.”
I grunt, deep and long, spurting my cum into her in hot jets, filling her pussy. I haven’t had sex in a year. I know she hasn’t had sex in three. Even Archer has abstained over the last few months, and he used to be the biggest player going. I’m clean; I know she is. I know she takes her pill every morning, I watch her doing it, but I still feel like a piece of shit for not talking about this before I rammed my cock into her and came inside her.
“Fuck, Bailey, I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
“What for?” she pants.
“I should’ve made sure you were okay to do this without protection.”
She giggles. “It’s a bit late, but I wanted to feel all of you. It’s okay. I’m on the pill; you don’t have to worry. I’d have said otherwise.”
The thing is, if she did get pregnant, I would be over the moon. I just don’t want her to feel like I took advantage of her.
“I needed to feel all of you too, but I’m still sorry.” I kiss her forehead softly. The fact that she didn’t even think about STIs makes this moment so perfect; I will replay it over and over again, and not in my head. This bathroom is bugged.
I sigh with happiness, listening to Archer’s breathing slow down. I look over my shoulder and smile. “Your turn.”
She gasps, her eyes going wide. I don’t think it really crossed her mind that we intend to share her in every way.
“No,” Archer says. “This isn’t our time. It’s yours. Ours will come, and it will be fucking spectacular.”
Bailey gives him a look that is a mix between lust and anger. She hasn’t forgiven him for his part in tonight, but she will. She won’t be able to resist him. I turn my head to the side to see Finn through the side of the shower, standing in the doorway. I lean over, my cock still buried inside Bailey, and wipe the droplets and steam away.
“Finn.”
He shakes his head.
His eyes are wide like he’s been struck by lightning.
He looks terrified.
I always wondered, and now I know.
“In that case,” I murmur, turning back to Bailey, “Let’s get you to bed.”
She snorts with amusement and unwraps her legs from me, wincing as the movement pulls her wounds. “Sounds like a plan. What did you come in here to say?” she asks, turning to Archer as I reach out to turn the shower off. She has had enough of water tonight. I will wash her hair tomorrow. Tonight, I will brush it out for her, lovingly apply body lotion to keep her skin flawless, and apply a gentle salve to her cuts so she is comfortable to sleep.
“I wanted to tell you how proud I am of you,” Archer says, pulling a big towel off the rail and wrapping it around her carefully. “You were amazing, so strong and courageous. You exceeded my expectations. I’m so lucky to have you,weare so lucky, and I know everyone in that room is envious that we have you. That’s all I wanted to say.”
I blink. He soundsunsureof himself for the first time, ever. I drop my gaze to Bailey, and yeah, she’s forgiven him already. Her doe-eyed expression is full of pride and humility. He truly is a master with words.
I grab a towel and wrap it low around my hips, taking Bailey’s hand and leading her back into the bedroom, past Finn, who still looks like a deer in headlights. Archer follows, and then his phone beeps. Frowning, he pulls it out and glares at it.
“I have to go,” he murmurs, putting it away and crossing over to Bailey.
He lifts her chin and places a soft kiss on her lips. “I’m sorry for all of this, and tomorrow you will have your answers. Let Owen and Finn take care of you now. They won’t leave you.”
