Good night

Good night
"Go to sleep, Bailey . There's plenty of time tomorrow . I gave her a kiss on the head." Good night.
"Goodnight, Damon " She snuggled closer and in five minutes, she was snoring softly.
I woke up hugging Bailey , her body still pressed against mine, her back against my chest. She must have rolled over in the night, but I didn't care. Cuddling with Bailey might become my new favorite pastime.
I nuzzled my nose against her neck and inhaled deeply. She smelled so good. A mixture of my shower gel and something that was just hers. Spices, sex and something that smelled like home.
"Are you smelling me?" asked Bailey sleepily.
"Yes. There was no use denying it. I had my nose sunk into the hollow below your ear."
Her body shuddered with laughter. "You're weird."
I smiled. "The truth is, people usually find me pretty intimidating."
Bailey turned to look at me, not disengaging from my arms. "You're not that intimidating once you get to know each other. In fact, I think it's very likely that, underneath all that overbearing bravado, you're very sweet."
I looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Stand down. Do you have any idea what that comment will do to my reputation?"
He let out a chuckle and the sound was beautiful. I watched his face for a few moments, taking in his happiness and feeling it settle into my soul. I had forgotten what this felt like. This warmth. I liked having Bailey here with me. I liked how she fit underneath me and how she looked at me with wonder in her eyes. I could get lost in them for hours. Those bright green eyes with flashes of gold that drew me in and captivated me. I had never understood what it meant to get lost in someone's gaze until like very moment.
He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine in an almost imperceptible kiss. It wasn't enough to calm the fire that was rapidly growing in my blood. I rolled him under me and captured his mouth with mine. He was voracious and absorbing. I wanted to devour him because I couldn't get enough. I would never get enough of Bailey , not in a hundred lifetimes.
I moaned as I deepened the kiss, and I couldn't contain the almost feral growl that came from my lips in response. There was something about Bailey's softness that called to me. I wanted her to smooth out all my rough edges and I just had to hope she didn't cut herself in the process.
I bit her lip and her hips rocked against mine.
more, Damon

Fuck. The desperation in his voice drove me crazy. I pulled away, just long enough to rip off his underwear before doing the same with my own and then leaned back against his hips.

He gasped as I pressed my erection against his. "Do you feel how hard you make me, Bailey ? I want to sink into you, with all my might right now. I want to fuck you until you can only scream my name because you've forgotten everything else except feeling me. I want you to be impregnated with my scent, do you know why?"

"Why?" she whispered.

"Because I want them to know you're mine. "I wrapped my hand around his neck, squeezing him just hard enough to elicit a gasp from him. I want them to know you belong to me. Only to me. Do you want that too?

He nodded and moaned. The sound went straight to my cock. Fuck, I wanted to hear more of those sounds. I wanted to expel them as I fucked him. Every moan, groan and sob. I wanted them all.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Bailey?"

He stared at me for a moment, his eyes wide and dazed, intoxicated by me. It was a heady feeling to have him subdued, surrendered to me.

"You want me to fill you," I whispered, licking the side of his neck. "Take me? All my flesh?"

He shuddered and his hips flexed against mine. "Yes. Fuck, yes. I want it all."

I couldn't wait any longer. I slid down her body, nibbling and kissing her skin. I hooked my hands around her thighs and spread them even wider, leaving room for my shoulders. God, I wanted to do it all to her, all at once. I bit the edge of his hip so hard I made him hiss in pain.

"Hold your knees," I demanded.

He did as I asked without hesitation and a slight rumble rippled through my body as he opened up. I slid my fingers over his testicles and penis with an almost imperceptible rubbing.

"Damon , please "he begged.

Fucking perfect.

I ran my tongue over his entrance before sinking my face into his heat. I licked, sucked and flicked my tongue over him until his legs trembled.

I slipped a finger into him and he moaned. "Fuck."

I thrust my finger in and out until he rocked his hips and pushed back. I released him, enjoying the sound of his frustrated sobbing, but I wasn't done with him yet. I leaned over to the nightstand and pulled the lube from the bottom drawer. I smeared two fingers and placed them at his entrance. He closed his eyes, expectantly.

I wasn't going to allow it. "Look at me, baby."

Bailey. slowly opened her eyes and met mine. His pupils were so dilated he looked drugged. I knew the feeling. Bailey was coursing through my veins, a precious poison to which I was completely addicted.
Slowly, I sank my fingers into his warmth. Bailey's eyes opened wide at the invasion and he gasped as I stroked his prostate. I did it again. Just because I could and because I wanted to hear that sound again. I wanted it etched in my memory. "You feel so good."

Bailey shivered beneath me, working my fingers as I spread him open and prepared him to take my cock.