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Butterflies swarm in my stomach, fucking finally.
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If he doesn’t hurry and get us in the room, I’m going to scream. If I had my choice, we would have run back to the hotel from the marina. But Bryce decided to stroll leisurely, holding my hand as if we had all the time in the world. He obviously doesn’t know how ‘frustrated’ I am.
“Bryce, where’s your freaking key?” I whine as he looks through his wallet.
“In a hurry baby girl?” he smirks.
Oh now he wants to be a smartass? Two can play this game. I start to squirm and dance around. “Well, I have to use the restroom, so yeah, I’m in a hurry.” I lie and smile sweetly.
Darkness clouds his face and he slips the key into the reader and then pushes the door open with force. I slide past him but don’t get more than a few feet when his hand wraps around my wrist and tugs me to him. Before I know what’s happening, he has me pressed up against the door, lifting me so my legs wrap around his waist. My hands clutch at his shirt and when our eyes lock, my breath hitches. His gaze is full of pure lust.
“Bryce—” I groan.
“No babe, no talking. I’ve been dreaming about touching you for longer than you can imagine. Feeling your
body against mine, hearing you moan, watching you come. Kissing, licking, claiming every inch of your body. Teaching you how a real man can take care of you. I’m not going to make love to you tonight, but I am going to worship you.”
His hands grip my ass and I push into him, silently begging for him to touch me. One hands slides against the silk material of my panties and pulls gently at the side. It snaps easily and he does the same thing with the other side. The material falls to the floor between us and I inhale deeply. No one has ever made me feel this need before. I can’t remember a time my body craved anything as much as his touch.
“Please,” I whimper.
“Please what?”
“Touch me.”
“With fucking pleasure.”
His hand goes between my legs and his fingers find my slick center easily. He uses one finger and slides in along the line of my seam, barely inserting. My core coils with anticipation, waiting for him to push it into me.
“So wet. Is this for me, Devon?”
“Yes, only you.”
He slides one finger in followed by another and I moan, throwing my head back against the door. My hips thrust into his hand. He moves his thumb to my clit and moves it in slow circles. My nipples strain against the fabric of my dress, aching to be touched. He leans into me, biting down on my neck and then kissing the sting away. Sensations start at the pit of my stomach and I pant.
He moves his finger expertly inside me and when he hits my g-spot, I scream out. The orgasm rushes through me and I clutch onto him. He smiles into my neck and licks a path to my earlobe.
“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard,” he says against my skin.
I lay my head forward in the crook of his neck and will my heartbeat back to normal. Air hits my bare ass and I realize we’re moving. Bryce lays me down gently on the bed and moves down to take off my shoes. Finally I open my eyes and watch him pull his shirt out of his jeans and kick off his own shoes.
“Let me.” I sit up on my knees and reach for him. Lifting his shirt, I lick my lips at the sight in front of me. Throwing the shirt to the side, I lean in and kiss a trail across his chest from shoulder to shoulder and then down until I reach his belly button.
With shaky hands, I undo his belt and unbutton his pants. His hand cups my chin and gently urges me to look up. When our eyes meet, my heartbeat races. His gaze is filled with passion and desire. I lift up and kiss him lightly. His hand covers mine as I lower his zipper and feel the straining bulge against the waistband of his boxers. His pants fall to the ground and he kicks them off. He breaks our kiss for a second and pulls my dress over my head, his eyes grow wide when he sees I’m not wearing a bra. Then he goes right back to kissing me.
Keeping our lips locked, he leans into me and pushes me back on the bed. The warmth of his skin covers my naked body and the familiar ache returns. His fingers thread through mine and he pushes my arms over my head. I wrap my legs around his waist and lock my ankles together, pulling his hips to mine. The cotton material of his boxers is a flimsy barrier between us.
With no shame, I rock against him searching for relief. He groans and pulls back, resting his forehead against mine.
“Baby, stop.” He tries to pull back but I tighten my thighs against him.
“No.”
His hands release mine and he pushes up, hovering over me. His eyes raked down until they land on my chest. I look down to see my nipples tight and hard. He swivels his hips slightly, hitting me exactly where I need. When I groan, he lowers himself and takes one aching nipple into his mouth, sucking hard.
My mind and body both swirl in pleasure. Arching into him I loosen my grip around his waist. He takes advantage and spreads his thighs unlatching me from him. The smug grin he gives me briefly shakes me out of my euphoria. But his mouth goes back to my chest, sucking and massaging each of my nipples. He kisses down my breastbone and slowly lowers himself.
