A Fake Fiancée for Christmas by Ava Gray

Author:Ava Gray [Gray, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-01T16:00:00+00:00

12

JACE

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I hiss, sliding out of bed and looking down at the ripped condom in my hand. Not good. Hands down, that might have been the best sex I’ve ever had. And now this. Shit. I drop the torn condom in the trash and run a hand through my mussed hair.

Mussed all up because Bailey kept running her fingers through it. I look at my reflection in the mirror, zeroing in on the bite mark on my shoulder. Damn that’s hot. There’s something about her leaving a mark on me that’s a huge turn-on.

I decide I’m going to return the favor next time.

Next time?

Yeah, definitely.

Although the torn prophylactic is a little nerve-wracking, I’m not going to stress about it. I mean, what are the chances? First of all, it was a small tear and second, everything would have to be aligned for a pregnancy to occur. Hell, for all I know, Bailey might be on birth control.

After convincing myself that everything is fine, I walk back into the bedroom and slide under the warm covers.

“Is everything okay?” she asks, brow furrowed, sounding nervous.

“Are you on birth control?” I ask.

Her eyes widen. “No.”

I grit my teeth and meet her gaze. “It ripped somehow,” I explain, feeling like an idiot. “But I don’t think…I think it’ll be fine.”

This has never happened to me before. With all the endless women I’ve slept with, I’ve always managed to maintain control, though. Yet with Bailey, I completely gave in to the passion. Let it consume me. I’ve never fucked with such abandon before, and I should’ve been more careful. But damn, it was amazing.

“Should I be worried?”

I reach out and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “You should be more worried about me returning that love bite you gave me,” I tell her and smirk.

A smile curves her mouth. “Oh, really?”

I reach out, drag her forward and kiss her, hoping to set her mind at ease. After a long, leisurely kiss, she turns in my arms, and I pull her against the curve of my body. We fit together perfectly.

Normally after sex, I leave. I don’t cuddle and I certainly don’t wrap my arms and legs around a woman and try to keep her warm because she told me she gets cold easily. But here I am, doing these things with Bailey.

Closing my eyes, I press my cheek into her fragrant hair and let myself drift off. It’s late and we had a long day. She snuggles into the curve of my body and an image of the broken condom flits through my head.

Everything is going to be fine; I reassure myself. Sleep comes faster than it ever has before, and I don’t think too hard about why that is. I just embrace it and I embrace her.

A few hours later, I wake up to Bailey laying across the bed, her head on my chest. I stroke a hand over her head, down her back, along her hip. Her skin is so damn soft.

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