Chapter 14

Bailey

"You don't have to do that." Jeremy moved up beside me at the sink as I washed the dishes with Nina from dinner.

"You hush your mouth," Nina quipped playfully. "It's hard as shit to find good help."

"I like it." I tried to blow a strand of wayward hair out of my face.

"Here. Let me help you." He reached up and tucked it behind my ear.

"Thanks," I responded softly as my heart fluttered in my chest. What the hell was happening between us? He wasn't just some guy. He was that guy. He was Rhys's closest friend and the one I'd been thinking about, dreaming about, yearning for most of my life. No matter how wrong it seemed, I'd always wanted Jeremy Bennett.

"Here. You take over please. I'm going to head home. Austin is going with me." Nina moved back and grabbed a dry towel. "Mom is already passed out. Ellen and Rhys are in the game room enjoying the game. You guys have fun and just make sure you lock up before you leave."

"Will do. Thanks, Sis." Jeremy gave his sister a quick hug and moved up beside me. "I'm going to pretend to wash these dishes, but you really do all the work. That seem good to you?"

I laughed. "You're just full of funnies, aren't you?"

"If we're being honest, I haven't much felt like being full of anything good in the last two years." He licked the side of his mouth and pressed his hand to my lower back. "And then three weeks ago, I walk into the restaurant with a crazy red-headed witch child that my mother set me up with-"

I laughed loudly.

"Right?" He smiled and slid his hand over my back to my hip, gripping it as he moved closer. "And the most beautiful girl I've seen in a long ass time was at the bar."

"Was she the one you hit on thinking she was someone else?" I smiled and slid my hands into the soapy water to rinse them off.

"Oh yeah." He leaned over and pressed his forehead to the side of my head. The warm sensation of his breath against my ear had my toes curling. "I was stunned. Shocked into silence by your beauty."

"You were quiet is all if I'm remembering it right." I turned to face him and slid my wet hands up his t-shirt before locking them behind his thick neck.

"Hey. Who's telling this story?" He ran his hands over my hips to my ass and caressed me as he pulled me closer. "I was silent."

"Fuck," I mumbled as lust twisted in the center of my stomach. "Please don't start something you're going to regret later."

"Hush." He pressed his forehead to mine. "I didn't regret the kiss, Bailey. I wanted so fucking much more than that kiss. I was worried you might regret it."

"You've lost your mind. I've waited for this day for most of my life." I pulled him down as I lifted to my toes. My kiss was hungry and aggressive.

He gripped the back of my neck with one hand and cupped my ass tightly with the other. His tongue rolled past mine as he made love to my mouth and dominated every second of our kiss.

"My room. Now." He nipped at my lips and moved back. He turned me around and popped my butt. "Move it, or my mother is likely to walk in on us on the floor."

"Jeremy." I walked toward the hallway. "I don't-"

"No. Stop. No more talking." He gripped my shoulders tightly and moved me down the hallway.

My heart thundered in my chest. I needed to tell him that I'd never been with anyone fully. Lots of oral sex. No, scratch that. I wasn't saying that shit. Maybe I could just go with it and he would never know.

"Here." He pulled me flush against him and pressed his hand to my stomach again. He reached out and opened the door with his free hand as he leaned down and whispered into my ear, "Feel how hard you make me? Like my cock is going to crack the fuck in half. This isn't the first time, Bailey. I ache for you, baby."

I whimpered and reached back to grab his thighs. I didn't care who was around. I wanted him above me, below me, deep inside of me. The fear of what might happen dissipated as he moved us into his room.

Greedy hands pulled my shirt off and worked me out of my bra so quickly I couldn't keep up.

"Tell me you want this. Tell me you want me." He pressed me to the door and moved down, his lips and tongue worshiping my breasts one at a time. I glanced down to see him pull my dark pink nipple deep into his mouth. The sight and sound of him lost to ecstasy was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen. I wanted to memorize it just in case I never got the chance to see it again.

"I want you so bad." I slid my fingers into his hair and leaned down, kissing the side of his face.

He lifted up and pulled me down into a long kiss before standing up and pulling me toward the bed. "Fuck, you taste good. Where do you want me, baby?"

"Everywhere." I pulled at his shirt and helped him out of his jeans. He pulled off his boxer briefs, and I froze in place. Fuck me he was big. Too big. There was no way. Not for my first time.

"Touch me," he commanded and reached for my hands. He wrapped both of them around his erection and stroked himself, thrusting a little as he locked eyes with me. "Talk to me. I want to hear what you think. What you feel."

"I'm so lost right now." I pulled at the tip of his dick, wetting my fingers with his precum. "I feel a million things, but most of all, I just want to taste you."

"Good. Do it." He pressed my shoulders, and I sat down on the edge of the bed in my jeans and shoes, but nothing else. "Put your mouth on me. Suck hard and take as much as you can."

I nodded and gripped his cock again, stroking him from tip to base. I leaned over and wrapped my lips around his thick head, tonguing the little opening at the end. Salty lust filled my mouth, and the moan that left me had him pressing forward. He had my hair down, and his fingers wound around a thick chunk of it in no time.

"God, yes. Please don't stop, Bailey. Suck until I come, baby." He held my hair tightly and pressed his cock deeper into my mouth. I gripped his thigh with my free hand and pumped the other hand up and down his shaft. My fingers didn't come close to touching, which excited and scared the shit out of me.

His moans mixed with the sound of me sucking hard and fast filled the room. My body ached for attention, my pussy wet and contracting like he was already inside of me, my nipples so hard they hurt.

"That's it, Angel. So close." He reached down and gripped one of my breasts softly, kneading it. "Ever been titty-fucked, Bailey?"

I mumbled no and groaned again as I neared an orgasm. His words mixed with the delicious taste of him filling up my mouth were almost enough.

"I'm going to touch every part of you." He gripped my hair and stilled me as he lifted his chin to the air. "Drink it. Now. Drink all of it."

"Mmmmhmmm." I leaned in and took every ounce of come he gave me, licking at his shaft and sucking hard at the tip of his dick. "So delicious," I mumbled and moved down to tongue his balls.

"Fuck!" He moved back and pressed his hands to his knees. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. That was so damn good, baby."

"Yeah, it was." I pressed my hands to my knees and took a shaky breath. "Jer. I-"

"Jeremy? Are you still here?" His mother's voice resounded just outside the bedroom door.

"Yeah. I'll be out shortly, Mom. Austin is with Nina."

"Are you in there alone?" She sounded put-off, but then again, she always did to me.

I stood up and covered my breasts with my arms. He lifted his hand to calm me and moved behind me, wrapping me in a tight hug.

"Yep. Be out in a bit. Go back to bed." He licked up the side of my neck and slipped his hand into the front of my jeans and down into my panties. His thick fingers pressed down between my bare lips into the sticky hot wetness pooling at my entrance. He groaned and pressed his mouth to the side of my neck. "I need to fuck you so bad. You have no idea how badly I needed to find you this wet."

I bit my tongue and tried to pull from him, but he wasn't letting me go anywhere. "Jer-"

"No." He kissed my ear. "Come for me."

"No." I pulled away again, but he held on tight and rimmed my pussy, dipping his middle finger into me.

I bucked against him.

His mother's voice rose. "Where is Bailey?"

"No clue, Mom. Be out soon. Rhys and Ellen are in the den. Check on her in there, but leave me be." He bit down on the side of my shoulder and pressed his finger deep inside my slit, fucking me hard and fast as I moved against him and tried not to scream. I was on the edge, dangling over by a string.

“Fine!” His mother didn’t sound to happy, but at least she was leaving from in front of the fucking door.

"Come. Now." He pressed his mouth against my ear. "I know you need to. I can feel it all over you. Wet my fingers and next my tongue, and the next time... my dick."

I cried out and gripped his wrist as I jerked against him, fucking myself against his palm as heat burst through the center of my stomach.

He had me on my back, my jeans down and his mouth pressed to my wet center before I could protest. He drank me down before sliding his fingers back into me again and forcing me over the edge three more times.

I glanced down to find his mouth spread open as he sucked on my sensitive bud and his eyes locked on me.

I knew what he wanted, and I had no doubt that he would get it.

He wanted me drowning in lust and maybe even love for him.

Too late. I was already there.