Page 156 of Payoff Pitch
With a towel wrapped around my waist, I climb in next to her in bed. She reaches for the top of her towel and removes it. She then rolls toward me and opens my towel too.
I’ve been hard since the second she took off her clothes in the bathroom. It’s not like she doesn’t know, it’s obvious, but now it’s this big thing physically hanging between us.
She tentatively climbs up on top of me, straddling my lap. “I’m so sick of all the sadness. Of all the pain. Of all the emotions. I need you to make me feel something. Something happy. Something good.”
“Whatever you need, sweet girl.”
“What I need is to feel you inside me again. I’ve never been happier than when you and I were together like that…the first time around. That’s my happy place. Take me there again. Even if it’s just for one night.”
I nod. “I promise to make you feel good. Do you need me to take over?”
She shakes her head. “I want to be in control. I need to take back some control in my life. It probably won’t be verygood for you. I need to go slow, and I’m not very mobile, but I want to be on top.”
I can’t help but smile. “I promise it will feel good for me. Anything where your body is on mine feels good. But I don’t have a condom with me.”
Her face is close to mine as she breathes, “I don’t want one. You have no idea how much I need to feel you moving inside me. All of you.”
I nod. “Do you need me to get you ready?”
She shakes her head. “Being this close to you again has me more than ready.”
With a little assistance from me, she lifts her body, places my tip at her entrance, and slowly sinks down onto me.
Oh fuuuck. It’s been so long since we’ve been together and a lot longer since I’ve been bare inside her. It’s so damn perfect. This is where I belong.
She’s seated to the hilt, not moving at all, while tears leak from the corners of her eyes. She breathes a sigh of relief. “This still feels good.”
I can’t help but smile. “Were you afraid it wouldn’t?”
She nods. She’s so adorable.
I can’t help myself. I lift the top half of my body so I can kiss her. Chest to chest, with my arms wrapped around my girl, and without our bodies otherwise moving, we gently kiss for minutes on end, both savoring every second of it. Neither of us is in a rush to move this along as we finally reconnect.
“Bails, have you seen my—”
We break our kiss and turn our heads toward the opening door. Who else? Kamryn.
She looks at us and smiles. “Ooh, plot twist. I suppose she needs this. Though I sort of imagined you’d be tying her up. Anyway, have you seen my AirPods?”
Bailey sighs. “I’m a little busy here, Kam. Can you come back later?”
Kamryn waves her hand dismissively. “Nah, I’ll find them. Just give me a second.”
The lunatic starts opening drawers and crawling on the floor looking under the bed. She even fucking flips through the blankets right next to us on the bed, searching. As if my dick isn’t very clearly inside her sister.
My patience is officially gone. “Kamryn, get the fuck out of this room right now! You want to see someone tied up, you crazy fucking bitch? I’m going to handcuff you to your bed at night if you don’t get out of here. This. Second.”
Her lips curl up in amusement as she winks at me. “Save that fire for my sister. Fine, I’ll go. Let me know when you’re done. I need them as soon as possible...but not too quickly.”
She begins to walk toward the door but then turns her head back at us. “You have a good body, Tanner. Maybe I should develop a Daddy fetish like my sister.”
I point to the door. “Out!”
She giggles as she mercifully exits the room and closes the door behind her. My eyes meet Bailey’s again. I think we both have a brief moment of shock before we simply start laughing. It doesn’t get more absurd than Kamryn Hart.
“Your sister is certifiable.”
She smiles as she nods. “I know. But I love her more than anything.”