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buttons, they would have been popping right off. We reached the bathroom, and I set her down on the sink before turning on the shower. When I went to remove the condom, the smeared blood on it reminded me that I had just fucked a virgin. Damn it! I cursed myself up one side and down the other for my lack of self-control. She was going to be sore as hell. I figuratively waved goodbye to my plan of marathon sex as it flew out the window.
    Grabbing a cloth, I wet it with warm water and lifted Bailey’s skirt, so I could clean and sooth her pussy. She winced a couple of times, and I felt like scum for taking her like I had. “Stop it.”
    Her voice brought me out of my thoughts as I tossed the rag into the trash. “Stop what, baby?”
    “Stop regretting it.”
    My brows shot up. “You think I regret fucking you?” I clarified disbelievingly.
    She pursed her kiss swollen lips, her blue eyes shuttered by her long eyelashes. “Don’t you?”
    I stepped between her legs and scooted her ass to the edge of the counter. With a single finger, I lifted her chin so that I could meet her gaze. “I will never, never, regret being with you, Bailey Cross. Do you understand?” My voice was firm, leaving no room for misinterpretation. She nodded, and I gave her a quick kiss. “I’m regretting the way I took you. You’re likely going to be in a lot of pain tomorrow. I should have been—”
    “Wyatt, stop,” she interrupted. “It was perfect. Any pain I have to deal with tomorrow will be completely worth it.”
    I grinned, I couldn’t help it. “So, it was good for you, huh?”
    She smacked my chest playfully, then kissed me passionately. “Epic.”
    The shower was steaming up the bathroom, so I quickly undressed and helped Bailey out of her clothes. She blushed shyly when she was naked and hopped into the shower, making me laugh. “Baby, I’ve been deep inside you, now I want to enjoy the package on the outside.”
    I stepped under the hot spray and snuggled her back into my chest. Then I began a slow exploration of her curves, learning every soft inch of her delectable body, with my hands and my mouth. I discovered I was right—Bailey tasted like strawberries and cream, and her cream was the sweetest I’d ever tasted. The look of Bailey when she orgasmed? Nothing would ever compare.
    The water eventually cooled and we washed up and stepped out of the glass enclosure. I wrapped a soft, emerald green towel around my waist and used another to dry Bailey before sweeping her into my arms and carrying her to my bed. Setting her down, I stood back and took in the view. Her copper hair spread out and glowing against the white pillows. Her round, large tits with their dusky nipples, small waist, plump hips, and long, long legs. Fucking gorgeous.
    I crawled over her and lowered my body so we were flush, skin to skin. Damn, she felt good underneath me. Spearing a hand through her damp curls, I pulled them away from her face and placed soft kisses all over her face.
    “There is something between us, baby. I can feel it tethering us together. This is more than one night. You know that, right?”
    Bailey’s answer was to kiss me senseless, driving every logical thought out of my brain. The passion began to burn hot, rapidly building into a frenzy of need. I tried to stop, suggested we go to sleep, warning her that she was already going to be incredibly sore. But, she had a way of convincing me to do just about anything she wanted. After rocking her world (not cocky... confident ) with two more orgasms, I lost myself inside her once more.
    Sweaty and sated, I fell over onto my back, taking her with me, staying snug inside her. Her breathing slowed, beginning to even out. I wrapped my arms around her and held on. There was one thing she wouldn’t be able to get me to do. Let her go.
    I gently squeezed her and a sweet little sigh fell from her lips. “I think I’ll keep you.”
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    S unlight slashed across my face, the bright rays