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"If you keep looking at me like that, I'll be walking funny by the end of the day."

"Is that a bad thing?" I asked, the tenor of my voice dropping low.

"No," she whispered, dropping her breakfast on the table and pouncing.

Catching her, I rolled her beneath me and dropped my head to the crook of her neck. Her pulse hammered against my tongue, and her nipples hardened when I tweaked them. Legs shifting, hands seeking, Bailey brought me to the brink of insanity.

"Is this a bad idea?" I asked.

"I can't decide."

She moaned, so apparently not. But I didn't want to hurt her, so I kept my touch light as I explored her back, her ass, and her thighs. The muscles of her belly quivered when I ran my fingertips softly over them, her moans and breathless sighs ratcheting up what I thought we'd sated.

"Now I feel selfish," I whispered into her skin.

"Not at all," she replied.

As if to prove her point, Bailey inched down the mattress, cupping my balls in her palm as I parted my legs. Gripping the sheets, I sputtered out a curse as she closed her mouth over me.

"Fucking Christ."

Sucking the head of my cock into her mouth, Bailey swirled her tongue and pulled back off. I had to keep my eyes open to witness her swallowing me over and over. Her pretty mouth full of my cock was a sight to behold, and I didn't know if I would embarrass myself by coming in the next thirty seconds or not. With a delicate touch, she went back to fondling my balls, and I knew I was done.

"God—fuck. Bailey," I groaned, feeling the most intense orgasm I'd ever had drag up from somewhere I didn't know existed. There was practically nothing left, but she didn't back off, only releasing me when I ran a hand down her hair.

Wordlessly, she came up to lie next to me, and I circled my arms around her as my heartbeat slowed. She buried her face in my neck, and I hugged her tighter.

"That's got to be a record for me."

She exhaled against my throat. "I'm happy to hear that."

A minute passed where we simply rested in silence. Eventually, I had to say something that weighed on my mind. "I want you to know, it wasn't like I was doing lines of coke off strippers' asses or anything."

She snorted, her shoulders shaking as she laughed.

"There were women who wanted what I had access to, but I didn't use it or deal it directly. So they'd move on to the bigger fish."

"I didn't expect you to be a virgin, Van."

"Really, I just wanted you to know I wasn't a manwhore. Not a knight in shining armor, maybe, but not fucking faceless girls in a constant rotation either."

Lifting up on her elbows, she kissed my cheek. "Thank you for telling me. I did kind of wonder."

"Well, you're it for me now." Tilting my head to look at her, I repeated, "I only want you, for as long as you'll have me. I want you to be my last."

"You know I'm a package deal, right?"

An uneasiness churned in my gut because I knew where she was going with this. "I know."

"And it's Sunday, and we're both off work."

"No, please." I covered my face with my hands. "Don't say it."

"We need to go to Mama's."

Chapter 18

Bailey