Page 88 of Hitting the Gap

“Everything.”

“Gonzo,” she whispered, and her hand pressed against her chest.

He kicked off his boxers and fisted his cock, loving the way Bailey’s eyes followed the movement of his hand as he tightly moved his palm down the shaft. “I’m more an action speak louder than words kind of guy. Why don’t I show you?”

“Mmm, why don’t you?” Bailey arched her back and pulled up one knee. The pose was so confident he couldn’t help but grin. Fuck, yeah, he loved seeing her like this. Every time they were together, she became more and more comfortable in her skin. A few weeks ago, she never would have been confident enough to pose on the bed.

He walked to the foot of the bed and pressed his knee against the mattress. “Spread your legs,” he ordered.

Bailey’s knee dropped open slightly, giving him a teasing view of her pussy. It wasn’t enough. He grabbed her ankle and moved her foot out wider, exposing her completely to his view. “Beautiful,” he murmured then picked up her foot and placed a kiss on her ankle bone. “So, did you use your toys and think of me again while I was away?”

“Mmm.” She shifted on the mattress.

He slowly kissed his way up her calf. “You gonna show me?”

“That would be me showing you, not you showing me, wouldn’t it?” she teased.

Well, she had him there. He chuckled. “Technically yes, but…” Gonzo ran his tongue along the tender skin at the inside of her knee. “I’ll make it worth your while.” He blew gently on her inner thigh and Bailey shifted her hips against the mattress. “You know you want to show me how fucking hot you look when you masturbate.”

“I’m pretty sure that fantasy is yours, not mine.”

“It’s definitely my fantasy. I haven’t thought about anything else all week.”

“Really?”

“God, yes,” he groaned. It was like he was back in fucking high school with the amount he beat off this week. “Please.”

Bailey’s head snapped up. “Did you really just say please?”

“Yeah.”

“You never ask nicely in the bedroom, you’re more the order me around type,” she teased. “You must really want this.”

He sat back on his heels and stared down at her. His eyes narrowed as she smirked back at him in amusement. “Get your toy,” he ordered.

The smirk on Bailey’s face vanished. “What?”

“You heard me. Get your toy and show me how you make yourself come.”

Bailey sucked in a breath. “What happened to please?”

“I think you made it pretty clear me asking nicely didn’t turn you on.”

“It wasn’t that it didn’t turn me on, it just surprised me.”

He could see the way her chest rose and fell as she watched him. She might not admit it, but his girl liked being bossed around in the bedroom.

“I want to see you fuck yourself with a toy, Bailey. I’ll even be nice and let you pick which one.”

“Oh you will, will you?” She raised one eyebrow in amusement.

“Mmm-hmm, but you better grab it quick, otherwise I’m picking.”

“You don’t know which one works best.”

“So pick.”

“Fine, but you’re so bossy,” she muttered and rolled to her side. She pulled open the drawer of his bedside table.

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