Finding Our Way (Finding our Way 1)

He introduces them and they instantly ask questions. For the next hour, I talk to several people interested in my story. By the time the buffet is opened, I’m relieved. Talking about myself is exhausting.

“How do you feel about eating and getting out of here?” I whisper when we sit down.

“You sure? This is a big deal.”

“Yes, we’ve been here long enough. I think we’ve spoken to everyone involved.”

We eat quickly and find Quinn and Dean to say goodbye. She gives me a knowing look and winks. The cab ride back to the hotel seems to take forever and by the time we get out, my body is humming.

When we get to the room I grab my bag and start towards the bathroom. “Devon,” Bryce says lowly.

“Yeah?” my stomach sinks when I turn and see him. He looks unhappy. His arms are crossed and his stare is dark.

“Drop your bag and come here.”

I do as he says. Once in front of him, he moves quickly, both hands going to the sides of my head and lacing through my hair. Our eyes lock and the heat in his expression isn’t anger, it’s desire.

“Tell me, Devon.”

“Tell you what?” I whisper.

“You know what. I heard you talking to Quinn this morning.”

Heat rushes to my face.

“Don’t baby, don’t be embarrassed. Don’t get flushed. I feel it too. It may have taken me a longer time to figure it out. I need to hear you say it.”

Fear hits me. It’s one thing to be in love with someone for all these years, but it’s another to actually say it out loud—to him.

“Please, Devon,” he pleads.

“I love you Bryce.”

“Fucking finally. I love you too, so much it hurts. I’ve always loved you in some way, but now it’s so powerful it consumes me. You’re all I think about. Every decision I’ve made lately revolves around you. You have the ability to destroy me.”

Two tears fall down my cheeks as the levity of his words sink in.

“You too Bryce, you have the ability to destroy me. In my mind you already did once, but now I know the difference. I had no idea back then the weight of these feelings.”

“Do you see a future with me? Can you imagine being with me—say forever?”

“Yes,” I squeak.

The look of relief that washes over him is visible. Without saying anything else, he lowers his mouth to mine and gives me a searing kiss. His hands still hold me in place so all I can do is clutch at his shirt.

This kiss is different than any other we have shared. It’s full of passion and love. My heart races and knees go weak. He feels me sway a little and pulls back kissing a trail over my face. One hand releases my head and goes to my back. He slowly pulls down on the zipper of the dress and locks eyes with me, looking for approval. I nod breathlessly.

Once it is unzipped, he leans back and guides it over my shoulders. It falls easily down my body and pools at my feet. He hisses at the sight of me in only my lingerie and heels and a spasm shoots through my body.

I push his jacket off and move quickly to the buttons on his shirt. He kicks off his shoes and socks and then bends over to pick me up. Once he lays me gently on the bed, we both rip his shirt and toss it to the side.

Suddenly,

I’m in a rush to get him naked before he changes his mind. If he stops us again tonight, I’m going to scream. I kick off my shoes as my hands fumble with his belt and zipper until he has to help me. Once he strips down to his boxers, he covers my body with his and kisses me again.

One of my legs wraps around his waist pulling him as close to me as possible. He pulls back and in a single movement, he has my bra off. His mouth covers one tight nipple as his hand travels down my stomach and into the silver lace of my panties. The instant his fingers slide into me I want to come undone.

He works his fingers slowly building me up. It hasn’t been ten hours since he gave me my last orgasm, but the need and desire I feel right now makes it seem like forever ago. My hips jerk under his hand pushing up, wanting more. His thumb rolls over my heated skin and he inserts another finger. I whimper and clamp down.