Switching the vibrator back on, I placed it to her center, and her body jolted. I brought my lips to her swollen bundle of nerves, devouring her with the aid of the toy. With another few strokes of my tongue, her back arched and her legs shook uncontrollably. She cried out, louder this time, pleading for me not to stop, coming apart in my mouth. Her hips swayed against me over and over again. Eventually, she slowed, little by little, until she stopped moving against me entirely. I eased off her once I’d pulled every available ounce of pleasure from her, pulling away and giving her a break before she got too sensitive.

Leaning on one elbow beside her, I studied her face. “Still mad?”

Her skin was dewy, her expression dazed, and her hair a tangled mess. She always looked so fucking hot after an orgasm.

She laughed. “No, but I feel a little weird about how noisy I was.”

“Don’t. That was so hot that I’ll think back on it daily.”

Reaching up, I unfastened the belt and freed her wrists. I stroked the delicate skin, carefully inspecting for any signs of abrasion or bruising and finding none.

“But what about you?” She brushed her fingers down my body and beneath my waistband, then wrapped her hand around me. Pleasure shot through me in response to her touch.

“I want to bend you over this bed and make you come again.”

Bailey gave me a wicked smile and pushed me onto my back. Her breasts brushed my skin while she planted a trail of kisses down my chest and abs and worked herself lower as I helped her tug off my black boxer briefs.

“But I’m liking the idea of a detour along the way, if that’s what you’re suggesting.”

She gripped me with one hand and took me into her mouth, her tongue sliding over the tip in a way that sent an agonizing bolt of euphoria rocketing through me.

“Fuck.” I sucked in a sharp breath, threading my hand in her long hair. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”

She hummed a low laugh, her mouth vibrating against me. After another minute or two of watching her, I was dangerously close to losing it.

“Baby.” I squeezed her shoulder. “You’re going to have to stop if you want me to make good on the rest.”

Bailey looked up with a sexy little smirk. “Okay.”

She crawled up to the head of the bed beside me, and I yanked down her underwear with a renewed sense of urgency. I came to hover over her again, our mouths crashing together. My plan had been to fuck her from behind, but suddenly, I wanted nothing more than to see her face when I made her come again.

Emotion overtook me, and I slid a hand up the side of her throat, pulling back from our kiss. “Look at me.”