Choosing Us (Pierced Hearts Duet #1)(41)

In another swift movement, I was back down on my knees, sliding her panties off her legs, and throwing them to the side. Inhaling Bailey’s sweet, intoxicating scent.

“Fuck…” I breathed out before taking her clit into my mouth. Sucking in a forceful yet tender back and forth motion.

I had never felt anything like it before.

Her breath became heavy…

Her chest rose and fell…

Her legs started to shake…

Until she couldn’t keep her eyes open any longer.

As soon as she felt my fingers at her opening, she locked eyes with me again.

“I won’t take your virginity with my fingers, but one day I will with my cock.”

Her eyes widened and her breath hitched.

“Let me feel you from the inside, Bay. Just so I know what it feels like to be home.”

She nodded, giving me the okay.

“Jesus Christ, Bailey. You’re so fucking tight, you’re going to make me come.”

“Well that makes two of us.”

The way my mouth devoured her, and my fingers explored her, it was too much to handle. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her pussy got wetter and wetter.

She exhaled.

She panted.

She clenched.

I watched.

I tasted.

I made love to her with my mouth.

“You like that, Bay?”

“Yes,” she shamelessly moaned, leaning her head back and falling apart again.

“Like that?” I sucked her harder. “Or like this?” I sucked her longer.

“Ah…” was all she could say, grabbing ahold of my hair.

“Move your hips, Bay. Ride my face,” I demanded, wanting to come as bad as she did.

“Oh, God … oh, Aiden…”

“Let go, baby. Just let go for me.”

And holy fuck, she did.

A growl escaped from deep within my chest, vibrating against her core. Both of us coming at the exact same time. I didn’t touch myself once but having Bailey at my mercy was an orgasm I had no control over.

She gasped, sucking in air, almost falling over the edge. I sat up, catching her lips with my mouth. Making us into one person.

She instantly reached for the elastic band of my gym shorts.

“No,” I rasped, stopping her hand.

“What?” she asked, taken back, trying to catch her breath.

I kissed the tip of her nose, looking deep into her eyes once again and said,



“Not here. Not now. You deserve better than this shithole. When you come from my cock, I want it to be the most romantic fucking thing you ever experience.”



And it would be.

I’d make sure of it.





Chapter 16


<>Camila<>

Now



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I refused to go on like this.

“Journey, how did my favorite water get in here?” I asked, holding up the Hint bottle I pulled out of the fridge. A serious expression quickly took over my face, baffled by how this kept happening. “There’s no way this exact brand would be in here. I just told you about it yesterday.”

She babbled at me from her play saucer, answering my question I was sure.

“This makes absolutely no sense. At first, I believed this could be a coincidence that the stuff I shared with you just keeps showing up, but there’s no way I believe that now. I’m not going crazy. You can’t talk.”

“Gah!”

“I’m sorry that was rude, but you know what I mean, Little Miss.”

“Bah!”

I grabbed her from the saucer and took her into the living room. “Journey, what’s going on?” I questioned, gazing around the big open space, setting her down on the floor with some toys. “Are there cameras all around? Is someone watching us?”

“Gah!”

“Ugh!” I replied frustrated. “That’s it, I’m going in, Journey.” I pulled my hair up, tying it in a high bun on the top of my head. “You’re no help.”

“Lah!”

“I know you resent that.” I moved my way around the room, searching all the shelves, the TV stand cubbies, and book case in the corner of the room.

Nothing.

I kept coming up empty.

“I’ve been here for three months! There’s no way I wouldn’t have seen a camera by now.”

Before I lost it completely and started throwing random stuff across the room in hopes of it breaking and a camera falling out, I walked back to Journey. Looking at the array of toys and stuffed animals surrounding her, when my eyes landed on one in particular. I reached for her bunny off the floor and glared at it. The fluffy white fur ball was judging me.

I looked straight into its beady eyes. “Are you a camera? Can you see me? Because if you can, it’s really not cool that no one has told me there are cameras in this house. Not that I’ve done anything wrong, but still, I deserve to know if I’m being watched. I’d like to think I’ve earned your trust.”

Now I was getting pissed.

Really pissed.

Thinking about all the times I’d been with Journey, when it should have been her parents. All the times I dealt with Jackson, who’d only became a bigger pain in my ass in the last month. Not to mention Jagger, who didn’t speak at all.