Page 58 of Unbearable
A small gasp escaped her lips when he lifted her up to his hips. Her fingers played through his hair as he soaked the front of her tank top with his mouth.
His gaze landed back on hers when she moaned. She was in the middle of debating what to say to make him continue when he moved them to the stairs.
He carried her up like she was as light as a feather. It wasn’t until he tossed her on the bed that she realized where he had carried her.
She lay back watching as he pulled his shirt over his head. It was a nice show. One she would never get tired of. Then it was her turn. He grabbed the front of her shirt and pulled her into a sitting position. He pulled it over her head before pressing his hand between her breasts to lower her back to the bed.
“I’ve dreamed about this,” he said. His gaze roamed over her body. “So many times. Every day I think about the things I want to do to you.”
“Like what?”
“Like this.” He lowered himself until he was pressing her into the bed. Just the delicious weight of him made her want more.
He kissed the side of her breast before his lips skimmed back over her nipple. She wanted to scream, and almost did when he nipped the hard bud. Her hips bucked against his as he moved to the other one.
“Fox,” she gasped as his teeth tugged. He stopped, and when their gazes met again, he was smiling.
“Like this,” he said. He stood, reached over and slid her shorts from her hips. They were tossed over his shoulder to the floor. He lowered to his knees at the foot of the bed and tugged her to him. She bucked even harder when his tongue swept through her folds finding the perfect place.
“Please,” she begged.
He growled and worked her harder. His tongue was perfect as she slowly lost track of time and space. Her senses were focused solely on him as she felt apart. He continued to lick and suck until she collapsed.
She could have fallen asleep except that she heard a zipper. Opening her eyes just in time, she watched as he pushed his jeans off. His black boxer briefs followed to give her a perfect view.
“And this,” he said, climbing up the bed until he hovered over her. He sat back on his heels and rolled a condom down his length. Almost like it had a mind of its own, her hand reached out to follow the condom.
“Bailey,” he groaned. Her fist tightened when it reached the root. He lowered over her as she guided him inside.
She had had sex before, but never like this. Most of the men she had been with were in a rush. It was all about getting there as quickly as possible. Fox took his time, however.
He watched her as he slid slowly inside her. She waited for the rush, but he kept the same languid pace for few minutes. If he continued, she was sure to lose her mind.
“You feel too good. I wish this could last forever,” he said. Then he pulled out and slammed back inside her with a grunt. She felt something coil inside as he did it again. Was it even possible to have an orgasm this way? She never had before. It had always taken more than penetration to get the job done.
“Fox,” she began to chant as his unrelenting pace washed over her. He pulled her onto his thighs which changed everything. She felt her muscles lock as wave after wave of ecstasy washed her away. When her body finally relaxed, she found him gazing down at her with a smile.
“Oh my god,” she said in a panic. “Did you finish?” He laughed as he eased her back fully on the bed.
“I can just look at you and come. What do you think?” He settled between her legs for a minute. His hand lightly grazed her arm. “I guess I am that guy after all.”
“Then I guess I’m that girl.” He rolled off her to sit on the edge of the bed. His hand made circles over her stomach while his gaze followed it.
“I made the decision tonight before coming over here,” he said without looking up. “I’m done. Brooke and I are over.”
CHAPTER 22
Fox was goneby the time Bailey rolled out of bed the next morning. He had said something about heading to work, but she wasn’t much of a morning person, so she wasn’t really listening. It didn’t matter though. For the first time in a long time, she bounced out of bed with a grin on her face. The day was off to a great start.
There was a very good chance that multiple orgasms had something to do with her sunny mood. She couldn’t think of a better way to spend a sleep deprived night than with Fox between her thighs.
Nothing could ruin her day. She had even decided to adopt the mostly Labrador from the shelter. Or maybe all three dogs and start her own herd.
“Hello?” she sing-songed into her phone when it rang next to the bed. She hadn’t bothered to check the caller ID thinking it must be Fox calling to wish her a good morning. If she had, she would have just let it go to voicemail. Unfortunately, it was too late.
“We need to talk,” Brooke snarled from the other end. “We’ll do lunch. I’ll send you the details when I decide where I want to eat.”
“Wonderful. It will be great to see you too,” Bailey answered into the dead phone. Brooke had hung up the minute she was done speaking. “Said no one ever.”