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“Bryce, just come here and touch me again. I need you.”
“Then you shall have me.” Bryce stepped out of his clothes and laid down on the bed with me, completely naked.
“You took away my favorite part,” I said, pouting.
“What’s that?”
“I like to be the one that gets to undress you. So next time, let me do it, will ya?” Bryce’s eyes lit up at the mention of next time.
“Will do, my love.” He removed my dress and unclasped my bra. I was naked and bare before him. He smiled at me in appreciation before rolling on top of me.
Slowly and carefully, he entered me. I thought I might combust from his slow motions.
“You’re killing me, Bryce,” I told him, my own hips moving quicker, hoping to change his pace.
He didn’t say anything. Instead, he picked up the pace, driving into me harder and faster. It felt like he was claiming me. And he was.
“This pussy is mine,” he commanded as he pounded in and out of me. Bending down, he bit into my neck. I cried out at the pleasure of it. I’d have a mark tomorrow, but in this moment, I didn’t care.
“Yours,” I replied back, feeling like I might combust from the pleasure he was giving me. “Oh fuck, Bryce, just like that.”
He kept up his hard thrusting, and I came quicker than I expected. Bryce soon followed, letting out a string of curse words.
“You are so amazing,” I told him, leaning down to kiss him.
“Don’t you forget it,” he remarked, gathering me in his arms. “Let’s get you some sleep, beautiful.”
“Absolutely,” I told him. I snuggled deep into his side and allowed the warmth of his body to lull me to sleep.
Before drifting off to sleep, I rubbed the spot on my neck where he had bitten me. It was amazing. Thinking about it now, I wondered if he had done it because Terry had been licking me and trying to mark me earlier in the club. I tried not to give it too much thought. My eyes were getting heavy, and after the two orgasms he served me, I needed sleep.
* * *
The next morning, I left Bryce’s penthouse dressed for a run. I spotted Terry walking toward the building.
“Terry?” What was he doing here? How long had he been here?
“Good mornin’, Mia,” he drawled as he studied me. I thought back to my appearance. I knew there were only a few traces of last night’s activities on my body. I was sore in the most delicious places, but the only visible mark for Terry to see was a small bite mark at the base of my neck.
“Did you have a good night?” he asked after a thorough examination.
“Yes, I did. Well, after I left the club.” I wasn’t sure why I felt the need to rub salt in the wound, but I did. I knew he could see the mark on my neck. It wasn’t a large bite, but judging from the way he was studying me, he saw it. Had I known he was going to be here, I would have hidden it.
“Yeah, I can see that,” Terry spat at me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“I woke up early and walked around the city, ended up here. I can see I made it just in time to witness your walk of shame.”
“Excuse me? Walk of shame?” His statement irritated me. How dare he try to draw conclusions about what happened here last night. I was a grown adult. There was no walk of shame happening here.
“No, Terry. I’m going for a run and then coming back to Bryce’s for some breakfast. There is no shame in what went on here last night. You have no right to be loitering outside, lecturing me like you’re my father. And furthermore, whatever happened in that building is none of your concern. It was between two consenting adults who have a relationship with each other. So please go home.”
“Relationship.” Terry snorted. “Don’t you mean understanding?”
“How dare you! You have no right,” I told him, my voice cold. “After the models you slept with, you have no right to lecture me on what it is I do.”
“Those were women I had a relationship with. I don’t currently have one with any of them. Do you see the difference?”
