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I struggled to breathe as Bryce shoved up my skirt. Still grinning, his pupils blown with lust, he pressed his face to the front of my damp panties and I cried out at the gentle pressure.
Bryce kissed me through the thin material, wet and hard, right at the apex of my folds. He took a deep breath, let out a low whistle.
“Jesus, Jade, you’re so ready. I can fucking smell it.” Then he dipped one finger inside my panties and felt my wetness, groaning in satisfaction. I let out a pained whimper. But when I expected him to tease me further, deny me the ecstasy of his bare tongue on my clit, he surprised me again by jerking the fabric to the side and repeating the same open-mouthed kiss with nobarrier. This time, the sound that exited my lips was a shaky moan.
Bryce dragged the flat of his tongue through my folds from bottom to top, flicking the tip against my clit in a few quick strokes that made me twitch before he started from the bottom again. Another long, sensual lick, and he hummed against me, almost making me scream from the vibration of it.
“Such a pretty pussy,” Bryce breathed, and I felt the air flutter over my heated skin like silk. “This what you’ve been hiding, new girl? Because it was worth the wait. Fucking perfect. Delicious, too.”
I was almost delirious with lust. Dirty talk wasn’t something I’d ever considered, but now, I wanted Bryce to whisper sweet filth into my ear for the rest of time. He locked eyes with me from below, pulling my hips forward a little so he was at a better angle to maintain eye contact when he kissed between my legs again. And when he did, it was like he was greeting his lover after a long absence.
“Fuck,” I let out accidentally. It was hotter than I could even believe to see his head between my thighs, glimpse the playfulness still visible in his brown irises even when his tongue made a wicked circle on the hood of my clit. Nothing had ever felt this good—well, not since Dane finger-fucked me Friday night, at least. Maybe I was the luckiest girl on earth, having both of these skilled men focus their attention on my pleasure. I let my fingers get lost in Bryce’s soft golden-blond hair as he feasted on me, eating my pussy like I was his last meal.
I felt the warning of my oncoming orgasm like the ground’s vibrations before a stampede. My legs trembled, and Bryce just gripped my hips harder as he doubled down, burying his face in my wetness. I mindlessly gyrated against his face, earning me another appreciative groan. The rumble against my clit was pure ecstasy.
When I came, I came hard enough that I couldn’t breathe for several excruciating seconds, intense pleasure ricocheting through my entire body. My head fell back against the locker as I was finally able to pant after who knew how long. I pulled Bryce’s hair, partly for purchase and partly because I expected him to stop licking me, let me come back down from my peak. But instead, after a brief moment of staring up at me with insatiable hunger still burning in his eyes, my juices painting his lower face shiny, Bryce hummed low in his chest and dove back in, pressing his open mouth right over my still-throbbing clit.
I couldn’t help but scream when he sucked the bud into his mouth and did something that must have been black magic with his tongue. It was the perfect pressure, the sweetest pleasure-pain, and in a few more seconds I was breaking apart again, my second orgasm somehow even stronger than the first.
“Fuck, Bryce!” I cried out shamelessly in the empty locker room, the shrill sound of it echoing against the walls. I rode out my orgasm against his face, jerking my hips with no grace, just animal need. He palmed my ass again, holding me upright. Which was necessary because my legs felt like spaghetti.Twoorgasms, and I hadn’t even touched him yet.
Yet.When Bryce stood up, I couldn’t help but notice the bulging erection barely being contained by his gray sweatpants. I couldn’t seeeverything, but I could see enough to tell that he was big and almost painfully hard.Just the sight of him made my inner muscles throb again, ready for another round with him.
And damn it, why not? I’d already crossed a line I couldn’t un-cross. I moved toward Bryce, reaching down to press my hand against the outline of his dick. He tensed at the touch, but he didn’t pull away.
He let out a husky laugh. “Still up for more, Jadie?”
“God, yes,” I breathed.
“My kind of girl,” he murmured.
And then his athlete’s strength came in handy. In a couple of quick motions, my panties were gone—ripped, disintegrated, I didn’t care—and Bryce was sitting on the bench, pulling me down on top of him. I straddled his thick thighs, sinking down onto his lap, and I could have laughed at how fuckinggoodit felt to have his erection poised beneath me, hard and ready, even if he was still fully clothed. The rightness of it was almost an overwhelming relief despite the fire that was building back up in my blood.
Who needed justtwomeasly orgasms? A third would be even better and so easy to find if he were inside me. I was going for as many as Bryce could manage before he finished himself.
Leaning into the boldness afforded to me by my new life of lies, I reached into Bryce’s sweatpants and pulled his rock-solid cock free, gasping at the sight of it. Long, thick, veined—I was almost dripping with how badly I needed it inside me. Bryce looked at me, incredulous for the first time, and issued his own challenge.
“What are you waiting for? Afraid you can’t handle it all?”
“Watch me,” I said, and his eyes got big as I guided his tip to my entrance and slowly started to take him inside me.
I was soaked, ready for him, but it still took time and effort to take Bryce’s substantial length. I was panting after the first inch or so, relishing in the stretch, and Bryce was surprisingly tender, taking my face in his hands.
“You’re doing so good, baby. Look how sweetly you take my cock.” He kissed me hard, then moved his hands down to bracket my hips. “So tight, but so wet for me—you’re going to take every inch of it, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” I gasped as I sank further onto him. Bryce gritted his teeth and let out a low, closed-mouthed moan.
“Christ, that’s perfect, baby. Never felt a pussy this good before.” His hands flexed against me, a quick squeeze. “A little more.”
It sounded like he was giving me instructions, and I was all too willing to oblige, but Bryce beat me to the punch by thrusting upward with his hips, a tiny jerk that pressed against my G-spot. Moaning was a foregone conclusion. I was almost seated to the hilt now, and the delicious stretch of my inner muscles was such an exciting new sensation. I couldn’t wait anymore. So I took a deep breath and then sealed our hips together, burying Bryce’s full length inside me. Both of us let out a strangled cry.
It was once I started to ride him, chasing the exquisite feeling of fullness that made me want to sob with pleasure while he rocked my hips with his strong hands and swore quietly in my ear, that I realized how far I’d gone off the path I was supposed to be following. My revenge plan was nowhere to be found, not even in my line of sight. But this new turn of events—it felt entirely too good to stop.
12
XANDER
Iwas annoyed, borderline pissed, as I headed to the locker room. Bryce was supposed to meet me at least ten minutes before so I could give him a ride home now that I was done tutoring some poor freshman, but he hadn’t shown up in the parking lot, so I had to go looking for him. My best friend had a tendency to pull unreliable shit like this, and we’d fought about it enough times that an instant anger switch flipped this time. But the new sight that greeted me when I burst into the same old locker room I’d visited with Bryce dozens of times before wiped all the annoyance from my body. There wasn’t room for anything but the wave of inescapable arousal drowning me where I stood, frozen in place.
