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“I’m sorry to hear that.” Her thumb swept a delicious circle on the inside of my knee. “What happened?”
There wasn’t pity in her voice, just true curiosity.
“She cheated on me. With my cousin. A few days before the wedding.”
I took a sip of wine as Reyna stared at me in shocked horror.
“Bryce. I’m so sorry. That really sucks.”
It surprised me that I actually shared the story with her. I had never been that vulnerable with anyone before. What was this woman doing to me?
Chapter 11
Reyna
“Doyoubelieveinlove at first sight?” Bryce asked abruptly, turning to look at me intently.
I took a moment to think about it before answering truthfully.
“Honestly? No, not really.”
He chuckled softly and leaned back in his seat, looking thoughtful.
“Yeah...me neither.”
Silence fell between us. Then Bryce motioned to go to the backyard, just off the back porch. Bryce built a small fire in the firepit and we watched the stars start to disappear over the lake as clouds gathered in the sky.
I was distantly aware that Bryce’s phone buzzed, but I was feeling too much peace to be bothered.
“Looks like a storm is headed our way. Could be a big one.”
Bryce barely got the words out when there was a crack of thunder and rain started pouring down without any warning. We grabbed our things and rushed inside, laughing the whole way. Part of me felt like I was sixteen and having an adventure with the boy I liked.
We were dripping with rainwater in the kitchen, still laughing hysterically when Bryce disappeared. He came back a minute later with towels and gently wiped my face before handing it to me. But the water was freezing, and I needed more than a towel.
“I could really use a hot shower.” It came out more like an invitation, and Bryce smirked.
“Me too,” he growled, something dark and wicked in his eyes.
He pulled me close to him, plastering my wet body onto his, and kissed me deeply. I had been expecting it, but the feel of Bryce was still a shock. My entire body lit up like lightning in the sky as he made quick work of both of our clothes, leaving them in a wet heap on the kitchen floor.
Bryce led me through the house upstairs to his bathroom, completely naked. Which was fine by me, because that man’s ass was something to stare at. He clearly liked doing squats at the gym.
He turned on the shower and checked the temperature. The shower was massive and water poured from nozzles on either side of the space, so when he pulled me inside, we were both under a warm stream.
Bryce tugged me tight to him without even an inch to spare for the water as it gathered in the valley between my breasts, spilling over the sides. He reached to pump a bit of soap in his hands and thoroughly rubbed it onto my body, paying special attention to my aching nipples. I couldn’t stop the low moan that echoed off the walls.
He urged me to lift one leg and set it on the bench in the shower before slipping his hand between my legs and finding the perfect spot with his middle finger. I gripped the shower wall, desperate to find something to grip onto as my legs began to shake. Bryce kissed me and wrapped his other arm around my waist, holding me up as he continued to torture me until the orgasm crashed through my body, threatening to send me to the floor. I heard a gasp and vocal release bounce off the shower walls and I realized it was me.
Bryce turned me around and pushed gently between my shoulder blades, sending the palms of my hands down to the bench. A slight sting radiated through the flesh of my ass when he lightly smacked the skin before soothing it with his palm. Without a word, he tightly grabbed my hips, tilted them upward, and slowly sank into me. Between the warm water rushing down my back and the feel of Bryce’s heated skin, I was fully stimulated and could barely hang on as he thrust inside of me, hitting the perfect spot every time.
“Touch yourself,” he growled into my ear. I wanted to tell him I wasn’t sure if I could come again. The first orgasm was so intense. But instead, I obeyed and slipped a finger between my legs, letting the moan that escaped my lips fly again into the echoing room.
Bryce moved one hand from its brutal hold on my hips to massage my breast, and it was nearly enough to send me over the edge. He soon grabbed both my breasts as he picked up his pace, moving inside of me. My fingers drew circles around the tight bud of nerves that was threatening to be my undoing. All I could feel was pleasure, and it built inside me until it cracked into a million glittery pieces. Bryce muttered his approval before releasing my breasts and grabbing hold of my hips. He pumped in and out of me at a furious, broken pace. His manhood filled me in a way I had never felt before, and the intense rubbing made my entire body tingle. Soon he growled his release before pulling out and twisting to sit on the bench. He reached over to grab my arm to pull me close to him.
My legs straddled his, and I settled over his spent cock. We sat there for a few long minutes, catching our breath, gently kissing, gently licking, and letting our heart rates return to normal. But then, I could feel him get hard again and couldn't resist. I lifted myself up and thrust myself on him. He let out an approving groan, which just intensified as I rode him and covered his mouth with deep kisses. His back arched, his face got tense, and he released with a deep growl. God, he was so sexy. He settled back down and grabbed my face as he slowly and gently kissed me.
"Rey," he said, breathlessly, "you're gorgeous." I smiled. "And such a fucking good fuck." We laughed while we cuddled, my head tucked into his neck, just breathing him in.
