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“Open.” She does, and I glide the tip in before pulling back out. “Mmm. Fuck, your mouth is hot. Goin’ to let me fuck it, baby?”

Bailee lifts her hands, filling her palms with my ass cheeks and digging her nails in. Their sharp points pierce my flesh, and a hiss rattles from my chest.

Fuck. As much as I love the short hair on her, I miss being able to wrap it around my fist.

I tangle my fingers into her hair anyway and tighten my hold. She peers up at me through her lashes as she uses her hold to yank me to her. As soon as she sucks me down, a groan tears from my throat.

“Fuck, yeah, baby girl,” I growl, pulling her head back before shoving her forward again.

My cock hits the back of her throat, and I hold her there, her nails digging into my skin the longer she’s unable to draw a breath. Tears leak from her eyes, but the beautiful fucking trust shining out of them assures me they’re not from anything other than me choking her with my cock.

“So pretty,” I croon, pulling out and delighting in the huge gasps that rip from her chest.

Saliva slides down the corners of her mouth, and I wipe it with my thumb, shoving it back inside. “You look so fuckin’ beautiful, your eyes leakin’ from chokin’ on my cock, your cheeks flushed with arousal, and your saliva dribblin’ out of your mouth in hunger.”

Bailee opens wide when I push back in, and she sucks me to the back of her throat. She wants to take over, wants to suck mydick like it’s the last mission she’s embarking on before she dies, but she’s holding back and giving me the control she knows I need right now.

I don’t think my feelings could be any stronger for her than they are at this moment. Instead of hiding it like I normally would, I let her see it in my eyes.

The vibrations of her moans dance along my length, pulling a sharp hiss from me as I grasp the back of her head in one hand and cup the other around her throat so I can feel each time I slide into the warmth of her mouth.

I hold her still as I fuck her face relentlessly, easing up occasionally to allow her to breathe.

“Fuck, baby girl,” I groan, peering down at her through hooded eyes. “Your mouth feels so fuckin’ good wrapped around me. Fuckin’ missed this.” Her leaking eyes are hungry, begging me for more. “Slide your fingers to the pretty pussy, baby girl.”

My eyes follow the movement of her hand as it flies straight to her hungry little cunt.

I grunt, jerking my hips as her eyes roll back in pleasure.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

White spots dance in my vision as tingles travel up my legs and into my spine. My release is racing toward me so fast that my vision is going in and out. My throat burns from the growls that tear from it, and my body trembles as I fight off my release as hard as I can.

The pleasure is so good that I’m not ready to let it end just yet.

Bailee doesn’t give me much choice in the matter. When she sees that I’m fighting it, a wicked glint lights her eyes, and she removes her hand from between her legs and brings it to my balls. She rolls them in her hand, giving a tug and yanking a sharp groan from me when they tighten in her grip.

Combined with the heat of her mouth and the scent of her desire filling my lungs, my release slams into me.

Jerking from her mouth, I wrap one hand around my cock and the other in her short hair, pulling her head back so it’s at an incline and she’s peering up at me.

I stroke my dick with tight tugs until cum shoots from the tip and paints her face, creating such beautiful abstract strokes against her flesh.

And then something else beautiful happens.

Bailee finds her release without either of us touching that pretty pussy of hers I’m so fucking obsessed with.

Transfixed by the blissful expression on her face, I reach out and run my fingers through the mess I made on her face.

It shoots through me, the need to rub my cum into her skin so my scent lingers on her, alerting everyone who comes near her of her claimed status.

I give in to that primal part of myself, and once I’m done, I guide her to her feet by my grip on her hair. Lifting my other hand, I cup it around her throat until I feel her pulse racing against my palm.

“Now, how about you show me those moves the girls taught you and grind your pretty little cunt on me?”

For the next few hours, we distract each other from the fucked-up shit that’s going on in our lives. Eventually, reality intrudes when Wraith calls to let me know I’m needed at the club because someone hit Dirty Wrench. Outside of Lyric, Bailee, my parents, and my club, that’s the next thing that means fucking anything to me, and the thought of someone coming after it makes me so fucking angry that my hands shake.

As much as I fucking hate it, I leave Bailee with a kiss after checking in with Emmy Lou that her people are guarding my woman.

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