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“What’s that?”
In answer, Bryce grabbed my wrist and yanked me onto his lap. I straddled him. He was already thick and hard against me as he kissed my neck, delving his hands deep into my hair. The familiar, almost insane, heat kicked on between us. How could I want him again? I rubbed myself against his erection, delicious soreness mingling with pure, aching need once again.
Bryce’s hands were all over me as he devoured my neck. He wrenched my dress over my head, his hands greedily rubbing my breasts, snaking down around my waist and finding the thin straps of the g-string. “I love it,” he growled. He tugged it tight against my sex, and I cried out. Wrapping his hand around the strap, he continued to increase the pressure, pulling it taut against me as he rubbed his cock against my clit.
Oh my God. Yes.I wanted him so badly, I was shaking.
“I need you.” What was I, crazy?Yes.“Now, Bryce!”
I shifted, fumbling with his zipper and finally freeing him. His hard length sprang out, proud, huge and perfect, and he didn’t hesitate. He wrenched the thong to the side, lifted me by the hips, and slowly lowered me onto the head. My sore body stretched to accommodate him. Bryce had pushed me to the edge, to the limit of what I could handle.
And yet, I wanted more. I wanted to take him and to be taken by him. I wanted him inside me, toownme, to make me see stars as we became one yet again.
Bryce threw his head back as he lowered me inch by inch until he was all the way in. We both cried out. The cords in his neck strained as he gripped my hips, guiding me up, then slamming me back down. I was so full of him like this—he wassodeep. My eyes rolled back in my head as he slammed me down, over and over, totally owning me.
But I wanted to play, too. Ilovedbeing on top. I tucked my feet under his thighs, propped him up a little, and then took control. I bounced up and down, loving the feeling of taking his shaft deep inside. I relished how his balls slapped against my ass, how he threw his head back, his features contorted in pleasure as I rode him.Yes.He might own me, but I owned him, too. I bounced harder, riding him for all I was worth. He started to shatter. “Fuck Chloe.Yes!” Our sex became frantic, rough, as we both picked up the pace, chasing our release.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my GOD!
I shattered, screaming his name as he exploded inside me. I saw white, I saw stars, everything stopped. I was one with the moment, with the absolute pleasure of my body, the pleasure of having my husband in me, of being one with him, the true pleasure of being alive. The experience of loving and being loved. Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed.
Bryce wrapped his arms around me and buried his face against my chest. “I can’t. No words,” he panted.
“Same.” I was glad we weren’t talking because I absolutely would have spoken the words I’d vowed never to say again:I love you.
Instead, I hung onto my husband for dear life, grateful to keep my secret.
EIGHTEEN
necessary
Because below deckhad been soah-mazing, I was practically floating by the time we got docked. Bryce kept his palm on the small of my back as we drove the golf cart from the new dock, then went inside the house. “Let’s stop by the kitchen.”
Chef was inside, slicing vegetables. Apparently, he never left the kitchen. “Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Windsor.”
“Hi Chef. Would you happen to have any of that blueberry crisp left over? Chloe and I didn’t get dessert at the restaurant.” Bryce turned and winked at me.
“Of course, of course.” Chef abandoned his chopping and headed for the row of massive refrigerators that commanded one entire wall of the working kitchen. He rummaged around inside, humming to himself until he found what he was looking for. When he returned to the kitchen island, he set down two bowls of delicious-looking blueberry crisp, the plump berries practically bursting out of the bowl.
“No touch. Not yet!” He grinned as he returned to the fridge, retrieved some fresh whipped cream, and then grabbed some sugar and a mini blowtorch on his way back.
When Chef saw the way I was looking at the blowtorch, he laughed. “Let me show you.” He spooned the cream onto the desserts and then sprinkled the top with sugar. Then he fired up the blowtorch and browned the sugar, caramelizing it until it was brown and crispy. Appearing quite pleased with himself, he handed us each a spoon.
“Oh my God.” I felt like my mouth had an orgasm! The crunch of the caramelized sugar, the fluffy texture of the cool, lightly whipped cream, and the taste of fresh blueberries wasinsane. “This is the most delicious thing ever.”
Bryce nodded. “It’s excellent, Chef. Thank you so much.”
“My pleasure.” Chef went back to humming and chopping.
We finished our desserts and then crept up the stairs. “Dale texted me earlier, I forgot to tell you,” Bryce whispered as we reached the second floor. “Boss the puppy is apparently a very good boy. He’s sleeping in the servants’ wing tonight—the staff has already fallen in love with him. There’s going to be an instructor here in the morning. Noah’s going to meet with him for puppy training.”
“Aw, that’s nice.” I glanced down the hall in the direction of my brother’s room. It was close to midnight; he was probably asleep. “I’ll go down and meet the instructor, too. Noah’s never had a dog before, I should help him.”
“We can all go,” Bryce offered.
“That’s nice.” It was also unusual. Bryce was always in meetings, and especially with everything happening with the company, I was surprised that he was spending so much time with me. It must be to keep Olivia Jensen and his shareholders happy…
“Here we are.” Bryce ushered me inside the room. He went into the bathroom, leaving me alone to change. I put on yet another pair of sexy underwear and a tank top. We’d literally had All The Sex that day, but that hadn’t stopped us yet. I still needed to be prepared!
