my own steam. So step off and leave him the fuck alone,” Eden said, her voice remaining soft, but intense.
She met Adam’s gaze squarely, not backing down when he took a step toward her, obviously confused by her actions.
“But, Eden, what do you know about him?”
“What does it matter to you whether I know nothing but his name, or if I know his entire family history back to before the beginning of time? This is my life, my personal business, and my apartment. I don’t come into your bedroom and demand answers from you and your chickie of the week, do I?”
Adam’s cheeks paled. “No and you damn well better not,” he said indignantly.
“Then what makes you think you have the right to come in here and throw a hissy fit about who I have in my bed?” she asked softly.
Adam looked at her and blinked as his brain processed her reasoning. Then he turned and looked at Bailey, who had remained silent. “You do anything to hurt my sister and I’ll hunt you down and make you regret it for the rest of your life,” he warned.
Bailey nodded. “Fair enough, but the last thing I want to do is hurt her. I think I’m falling in love with her.”
Eden gasped at the ease with which he made that last statement. As the coffeemaker began its gurgling cycle, she crossed the room and moved to look at Bailey. Only a few inches separated their nearly naked bodies. “What did you say?”
She was so focused on Bailey she almost did not notice Adam walk out, closing the door behind himself.
“I said that I think I’m falling in love with you.”
“But you don’t know anything about me,” she said as fear chased away the initial shock of happiness that such a statement brought.
“I know you are a hard worker, put friends and family before yourself, and need a man in your life to protect you and keep you safe.” Bailey wrapped his arms around her back then slid his hands down to cup her ass as he pulled her to lean against him.
They both sighed at the full-body contact. When he began to back into the bedroom, Eden followed easily.
“There are some things we need to talk about, but first, I think some good morning sex is the next order of the day,” Bailey said with a thread of power in his tone. He pushed his hips into hers and rubbed his erection back and forth against her belly.
“Mmmm, yes, please,” Eden agreed easily as her pussy dampened in preparation for whatever he wanted to do.
As they edged across the room toward the bed, she slowly shimmied her full breasts and beaded nipples back and forth against his chest, causing them both to suck air with excitement.
Bailey released her ass cheeks to take hold of her shirt and pull it up her body. This forced her to release him and lift her arms over her head. Once her shirt was off and tossed away, his hands went to her hips and held her where she was as he took two steps back.
She whimpered as he looked, then sighed happily when he bent forward and gave her left nipple a kiss and a quick suck. He then did the same to the right before standing tall again.
“So damn beautiful,” he murmured, lifting his gaze to meet hers.
She wanted to argue, but his expression warned that he would not hear her even if she did. Instead, she dropped her gaze to his jeans. Reaching out, she undid the few buttons holding them on then pushed them down as far as she could. He smiled as he lifted one foot and then the other, kicking them off.
“Mmmm,” she said, closing the distance and running her hands up and down his sides before they wrapped around his back. She palmed his tight ass cheeks as she shifted her lower belly against his erection and looked deep into his eyes. “I want.”
“And how do you ask for something you want?”
“Please fuck me.”
“Please, who?”
* * * *
Bailey asked the question, wondering how far he could push her into submitting before she pushed back.
“Please, Sir, may I sit on your cock?”
“Oh, I like that idea, sunflower,”
Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Jerome Ross