Page 149 of Love Bleeds Red
“I’m close,” she says, changing her angle so her clit is grinding against me. Our mouths are inches apart so I meet her there, clashing together in a tangle of teeth and tongues.
I can feel her walls tightening around me, her orgasm building with each rock of her hips. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, baby. You feel so good.”
“Come in me. I need it.”
My cock swells as I pump up into her, both of us shuddering and shaking our release. She cries out, just as I shoot deep inside her, filling her up with every drop of cum I have. There’ssomething so fucking hot about her taking it all. Knowing she’s full of me and no one else. God, I’m so lucky I can barely breathe.
She rocks, riding out her release before falling onto my chest. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close, feeling our bodies melt into each other as our breathing slows.
I don’t know when I fall asleep, but when I wake, it’s not the stream of sunlight coming in from the entryway door that I notice first, it’s Bailey’s tight heat, enveloping my cock as she rolls her hips over me.
“Bailey,” I whisper, wrapping my arms around her. “Fucking hell, baby… This is the best wake up call I could ever ask for.”
She laughs and the sound is everything… but then she leans forward and pushes her tits against my face and I’m fully awake. I wrap my arms around her and roll her onto her back.
“You’re so wet and ready for me, aren’t you?” I say as I thrust into her, groaning a rough sound from the back of my throat.
“Yes, please,” she begs, spreading her legs wide to accommodate my size.
“Taking me so fucking well.” I pump with my hands on either side of her face holding my weight. “Jesus Christ, Bailey, you feel incredible. I’ll never get enough… fucking never.”
“Don’t stop.”
Never. I slide in and out, savoring the feeling of fucking her like this. Like I used to. With each thrust, I only want her more. Want to get deeper, feel closer. Her nails claw my back in the best feeling of painful pleasure. I love it. I can’t get enough.
She cries out, moans and guttural sounds. I do too. It’s wild and animalistic and pure. I thrust harder, deeper, lifting her leg and throwing it over my shoulder so I can grind against her clit.
“Come around my cock, love. Let me feel you,” I say against her, before sucking her bottom lip between my teeth.
“So close…”
Our skin slaps as I pick up speed, feeling my own release building deep in my spine. I see it in her face, feel her pussy tightening… and fuck, I won’t last much longer.
She grips my ass, squeezing hard and I lose it, shuddering as I come inside her. “Holy fucking shit,” I groan between thrusts. Her body shakes beneath me as she comes hard, arching up to ride out every last second.
I’m so gone for her. There’s no one else in this world for me. Just Bailey. Just my Firefly.
I pull out, wishing I could stay inside her forever. But knowing my cum lines her walls makes my chest swell.
I crawl down her body, planting kisses along her stomach as she pants and digs her fingers into my hair. When I reach her pussy, I marvel at the way our cum looks together. It drips down her thighs, and I gather it in between my fingers and look into her eyes.
“This belongs inside you.”
And with a groan, I stuff my cum-covered fingers back inside her. My cock twitches at the perfect sight of her swollen dripping pussy.
And fuck, I’m already hard again.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
BAILEY
Today is the day I’ve been dreading. The day I’ll have to sit in front of a room full of people and recall everything that happened to me. I don’t know though. I think after finally telling Leon how I felt… finally having sex again… I feel different. Like voicing how I was tired of being powerless, tired of letting life happen to me without my own choosing, made me actually feel all the strength that everyone’s been telling me I have. The dread for today is still there though, like a weight holding me down. I guess that’s normal?
Lizet’s stone is in my pocket. I’ve already taken it out multiple times this morning. She was right, it does help me focus on something tangible. Let’s hope all our prep sessions will make the process easier.
The whole family will be there. My parents, of course, but also Jasper and Falin, Damon and Blake, and Leon. At first I didn’t want him there, but now I realize that it might help him heal as much as it’s helped me. Anyway, I better go finish getting ready. Mom wants to leave extra early to beat traffic. Wish me luck (as I wrote that I cringed… I know you’re literal paper. Please, Universe, let no one ever find this journal).
Walkingdown the courthouse steps feels like hiking down a mountain I finished climbing. My legs are shaky, whether from adrenaline or exhaustion, I can’t tell. Three and a half hours. Three and a half hours of recounting every detail, every face, every moment I’ve spent the last few months trying to forget and simultaneously trying to remember clearly enough to help other girls… to make those monsters pay.
