Page 72 of Hitting the Gap

No underwear in sight. Oh, my god. She was seeing her best friend naked. Very, very naked. And wow. “Geez, you’re really packing,” she blurted.

Gonzo threw his head back and laughed. “And there she is.”

She shrugged. “I’m just saying.”

He fisted himself and dragged his hand slowly down his hard cock. Bailey’s eyes widened. It should be weird to see her best friend touching himself, but it wasn’t. It was really fucking hot.

“What are you saying exactly?” He continued to stroke himself as his gaze slowly trailed down her body.

The way he watched her gave her a confidence she’d never felt before. Bailey arched her back, loving the way his eyes darkened as he stared at her breasts. “I’m just saying maybe you should get over here.”

Gonzo grinned. “Gladly.” He kneeled at the foot of the bed. She widened her legs to make room for him. He trailed his tongue up her inner thigh.

He brought his face closer to her center and blew his breath against her clit. Goosebumps danced across her skin. She shifted, hoping he would take the hint and put his mouth on her rather than just teasing her.

“You’ve got a very pretty pussy, Bailey.”

Heat rose across her chest and up her cheeks at the compliment. Didn’t they all pretty much look the same?

He inhaled, groaned, and closed his eyes.

Apparently not.

He continued to look down at her. Why wasn’t he touching her already? She squirmed.

“Stay,” he told her.

As she lay naked on the bed with Gonzo’s muscular body looming between her legs, a wave of nerves swarmed through her again and she shifted.

Gonzo’s hand clamped onto her thigh and held her in place. “I said stay.” His stare remained glued between her legs and he licked his lips. “Damn, baby girl. I’m going to fucking devour that pussy,” he growled.

His breath danced across her clit a second before his hot, wet mouth touched her. His tongue flicked against her sensitive flesh. Bailey lifted her hips.

Gonzo sucked her clit into his mouth. The jolt of desire running through her body made her arch off the mattress. Holy shit.

A deep masculine chuckle rumbled against her skin. Bailey threaded her fingers in his hair. Damn, he was really good at this.

Gonzo inserted a finger inside her, then sucked her clit again.

“Oh my god,” she groaned.

He inserted another finger, fucking her with his hand as his tongue tormented her clit. The pleasure built. She squirmed to get closer, to pull away. She wasn’t sure. “I’m close, Gonz.”

“Not close enough,” he muttered.

Her brain tried to compute what he meant but couldn’t. She was going to come any second. How could she not be close enough? “What?”

“Let me hear you scream, Bailey.”

He curled his fingers inside her and she gasped. Oh good lord, what was that? Wow! “Gonzo,” she moaned.

“That’s it, Bay, say my name,” he growled. “You’re so wet. Your pussy is clamping on my fingers. I can’t wait to feel you do that to my cock.”

“Me too,” she gasped. His lips wrapped around her clit and he pressed his finger against the spot she’d only ever hit with toys before and she saw stars. A loud groan tore from her chest.

She bucked her hips off the bed. He tucked his hands under her ass and held her pussy against his mouth as his tongue swirled and licked against her clit.

She pushed against his head. “I’m done,” she gasped.

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