Finding Our Way (Finding our Way 1)

He unlatches my bra and removes it slowly, licking each nipple, then travels down my body. When his mouth reaches the laces strings, he kisses each hipbone and slowly drags the material off.

“I’m not gonna wait to taste you.” He kisses his way up my thighs. The first stroke of his tongue sends a jolt of electricity through me.

My legs fly apart and I welcome him. He grips my thighs and goes deeper. As his mouth works me over, I squirm begging for release. I rock against his mouth creating a rhythm. When he inserts a finger, my muscles tighten.

“Come for me baby.” He touches my clit gently and I scream.

Black spots cloud my vision as I drown in pleasure. I can’t think straight as he kisses his way up and braces over me.

“For the rest of my life, I will never get tired of hearing you scream my name.”

“Ummhmm.” Is the only response I can muster in my orgasm-induced state.

“Speechless?” He laughs.

Without talking, I run my hands down his torso to the waistband of his boxers and pull them down. He kicks them off and then props himself on his side.

The sight of him naked beside me burns into my brain. He’s gorgeous. I want to feel all of him, on me, in me. When I try to pull him back on top, he stops me and links our hands together, kissing my knuckles.

“I want you, Bryce.”

“I want you too, more than you’ll ever know. But not tonight.”

“Why not?” I ask stunned.

“Because it’s not the right time.”

“What’s wrong with the timing?”

“I have a plan, Devon, go with me on this.”

“Your plan sucks,” I groan.

A smile spreads across his face and he lowers his mouth to nibble on my neck. Instantly, my body reacts, folding into him. One hand slides around my stomach, cupping my ass, and pulling me as close as possible.

“How long is this ban on sex going to go on?”

He chuckles against my skin. “Not really a timeline.”

His vague response irritates me, but when I feel his thick, hard erection pressed against my hip, the irritation vanishes.

“Let’s see if I can make you speechless, then maybe you’ll rethink this plan of yours.” I push back and slither down his body.

Right before I take him in my mouth, our eyes lock and he grins. “Give it your best shot baby.”

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Quinn’s loud cursing wakes me and I silently vow to kill her. Last night was the best night’s sleep I’ve gotten since leaving Bryce in Miami. His naked body is wrapped tight around mine and I snuggle into his warmth. After ten minutes of trying to fall back asleep, it doesn’t work. I quietly extract myself from his embrace and throw on some pajamas.

The morning news is playing q

uietly in the living room and Quinn is sitting on the sofa with a cup of coffee. After getting my own mug, I join her and give her a dirty look.

“What?” she asks.

“Your loud ass woke me up. What the hell were you yelling at?”

“I did it on purpose. Apparently you were in a coma. I’ve been making noise for an hour, trying to get you up.”