Page 96 of Never Kiss and Tell

“No,” she says, panicked.

“Say blue if you want to stop.”

She doesn’t. She lets me press the pad of my finger into her, the digit disappearing inside of her. My other hand rolls her clit in circles, loosening her up for me.

Her eyes roll back in her head when I open her up for me, inserting a second finger. I start to thrust inside her again, egged on by the way her hips start to move back into me.

“It’s too much,” she whimpers. “Too full.”

Fuck, those little desperate sounds. “You’ll be the death of me,” I grit, fucking her harder with both my cock and my fingers. “Feel how full you are, baby?”

“I’m going to come.”

“Me too. I need you to come first, Bailey.”

I change my tempo, spreading my legs to hit that deep spotinside her and twisting my fingers in and out of her to match the tempo.

With a guttural cry, she comes, collapsing underneath me. Tears stream down her face and her skin is flushed. It’s the sexiest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, watching her orgasm take away all her inhibitions and rendering her immobile. I slip my fingers out of her ass and fuck into her with abandon, drawing out her orgasm and chasing mine.

My whole body jerks hard, seizing above her as an orgasm stronger than any I’ve ever had before rips through me. I grip the bed above her, releasing an animalistic roar that surely everyone in New Orleans heard.

“Ow,” Bailey winces when we separate. I roll off her and step out of my jeans.

“Come here.” I slide my hands under her legs and her back, lifting her up and carrying her to the bathroom. She shifts nervously in my arms, like she’s expecting me to just kick her out now that we’re done.

“What are you doing?” she asks when I set her down on the side of the tub and start the water.

“We’re taking a bath.”

I unzip the skirt around her waist, then reach behind her and unclasp the corset, tossing it to the side in the hope she’ll forget it here, so I can burn the damn thing.

“Together?” She cocks an eyebrow at me.

I grit my teeth, knowing what she’s implying.

“Together.”

Ten minutes later and she’s resting back against my chest while I comb through her hair. It’s a tangled mess from myfingers and as much as that thought turns me on, it’s a pain in the ass to get them out later.

“We need to talk about something,” Bailey says quietly, staring at the bubbles in front of her.

I’ve never taken a bubble bath, but after how intense the last hour has been, I need to make sure she’s okay.

“You breaking up with me?” I joke, finally working the worst of the knots out of her hair.

She rolls her eyes, shaking her head. Slipping out from between my legs, she settles against the other side of the tub, crossing her arms over her chest and watching me.

“Andi knows. She saw us tonight.”

Well, shit.

“And?”

“I don’t know. She didn’t say anything else about it. I don’t know what to do.”

I run my tongue over my teeth, thinking for a moment. Andi might be pissed off that I’m fucking her best friend on every surface of my house, but she can’t stop it. Bailey and I are the only ones who will end this, and I don’t plan on stopping until I have to.

“If she brings it up, just tell her the truth.”

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