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“I understand,” she breathed.
“Good girl.”
Those two words were like pouring gasoline onto a fire. Her core clenched and her nipples strained against her bra, and he hadn’t even touched her yet. He brought her to the bed, sat her down, then kneeled before her. She watched intently as he unzipped her boots and pulled them off, holding her gaze the entire time. Once she was free of her boots, he pulled off her socks, allowing his fingers to graze the arch of her feet.
Overwhelmed by the sight of Bryce on his knees and the feel of his hands on her, she leaned back on her elbows and closed her eyes. When he tugged at her leggings, she shifted so he could pull them off. She was down to her black lace bra and matching thong and she shifted her gaze up to find Bryce staring down at her, his gaze heated.
“You’re so beautiful,” he said once his eyes made their way back to hers.
She watched as he stepped out of his shoes and began to undo his belt. The view of him shirtless was even better than she remembered. His well-defined muscles moved and flexed as he unbuckled his belt, yanked it off, and tossed it to the floor with a loud clatter.
Her nerves began to take over once he unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. Stepping out of them, he made his way to join her at the bed. He gripped her waist as his mouth found hers. The kiss was hungry and demanding and her tongue tangled with his, desperate for more. More what, she wasn’t sure.
Starting at the base of her neck, he trailed kisses down her body, her sensitized flesh heating as he worked his way down. He kissed above her bra then licked his way between her breasts and down her stomach. Clutching the sheets, a strangled moan escaped her as his tongue trailed a path down her body. He nipped at her just above her panties and she arched off the bed at the unexpected sting.
“So responsive,” he murmured. “I like that.”
Samantha trembled in anticipation, his words pushing her arousal into overdrive. “Please.”
Bryce brought his lips back to hers while his hands traveled the path his mouth had moments before. Reaching her bra, he slipped a finger inside, grazing her nipple. She arched into his touch, aching for more. He licked and nipped down her neck as his hand continued to trail down her stomach until, finally, he stroked her over her panties. She didn’t know how much more she could take. Becoming desperate for release, she needed him to touch her. She needed him like she’d never needed anyone before.
“Please,” she begged. “Let me feel you.”
Without hesitation, he slipped his hand inside her panties and stroked her wet pussy. She spread her legs, silently asking for more, and he groaned into her neck, the vibration going straight to her core. She didn’t want to go another second without feeling him inside her.
As if sensing her urgency, he abruptly stood up. In one move, he pulled her panties off and tossed them next to the bed before he did the same with his boxer briefs, freeing his impressive length. Rejoining her on the bed, he watched her closely.
“Are you sure?” he asked through heavy breaths. “You can still say no. At any point.”
She once again responded by pulling his mouth to hers, further aroused by Bryce making it a point to check in with her. Trailing his hand back down her body, he found her center and groaned in approval.
“You’re so fucking wet for me,” he growled before slipping one finger inside her. She rocked into his hand in a silent plea, as she could already feel her orgasm building.
Moving over her, he positioned himself at her entrance before going completely still. “Shit,” he breathed. “Let me get a condom.”
“It’s okay. I can’t get pregnant, remember,” she rushed to say, her breathy voice dripping with need. “I want to feel you.”
He hesitated for a moment before filling her in one move. She gasped from the sudden fullness, and he stilled, giving her a moment to adjust to his size. Slowly, he pulled nearly all the way out before filling her again, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the pleasure.
“Eyes on me,” he said sharply. “I want to see you.”
She snapped her eyes open and looked at him. His eyes roamed her face before settling back on her gaze. The desire in his eyes had the same effect on her as his words. When he took control the way he did, she no longer had to worry about doing the wrong thing or responding the wrong way. She was safe with him. As he began to move, she met each movement with her own. As hard as he thrust, she needed it harder. As fast as he moved, she wanted faster.
Her breathing became ragged as all her senses heightened. Each touch sent a spark of pleasure through her body, sending her spiraling toward release. She pulled him closer so she could feel his strength and his weight on top of her. It was all she needed to let go.
Burying her face in his neck, she cried out as she shattered around him, her muscles contracting and her nails dragging down his back. He picked up speed and she could feel his movements falter as his fingers gripped her hip, holding her tight. With her name on his lips, he followed her to his own release.
Bryce rolled over to his back and tried to catch his breath. Sex with Samantha was better than he could have ever imagined. After taking a moment to gather himself, he turned to his side to face her. She was on her back with her arm covering most of her face.
“Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
When she nodded without uncovering her face, he ran his hand up her arm and gently pulled it down so he could see her. Her face was wet with tears.
“Hey. Talk to me,” he said quietly as he used his thumb to wipe her tears. “Tell me what’s wrong.”
After a long moment, she turned to look back at him. “Nothing is wrong. That was just—wow. I’m okay.”
He chuckled, not fully sure he believed her, but relieved, nonetheless. “So, happy tears? You sure you don’t want to talk about it?”
