Finding Our Course (Finding our Way 3)

I nod in agreement and lay back on Bryce’s chest. Truth is, I didn’t want to be alone for the week either, but I was too proud to mention it. The thought of running into Holli doesn’t scare me, because I do know how Bryce feels about me. But there’s a small part of me that knows, if I do see her, it will be a reminder of a painful memory.

“I love you, Devon,” Bryce whispers and kisses my forehead.

“You too. And as soon as my brother falls asleep, I plan to show you how much,” I murmur.

Nate sighs loudly and says, “It’s going to be a long fucking week. Are they always like this?”

“You just wait,” Quinn answers. “You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

“Devon, wake up, baby.”

“Ummm,” I moan and bury my face in the pillow. When I feel Bryce pulling off my pajama bottoms, I realize there’s probably no more sleeping.

“Nate just left for a five-mile run. We have anywhere from forty-five minutes to an hour before he gets back. Quinn left for class. I need to hear you screaming my name.”

This wakes me up and sends flutters to my stomach. Nate and Bryce have been here for three days, and finding time alone has been tough. We’ve had to be creative, and being quiet has been a challenge. Since Nate is using my bathroom, we can’t exactly lock the door at night. The thought of us having the apartment alone is wonderful.

My eyes flutter and then snap open. Bryce is braced over me, completely naked. His cock is jetting out, hard and thick. Instantly, I’m turned on and take a mental picture to file away.

“What did you have in mind?” I tease.

His hand slides up my inner thigh until it grazes my slick entrance. “If we could, I’d make you come with my fingers, mouth, and then my dick. But I’m a selfish bastard and want you to ride me. I’ve been dreaming of you straddling me since I left here.”

If I wasn’t already wet, I’m now drenched. Every position with Bryce is good, but when I’m on top, he usually gives me two orgasms. Desire takes over, and I push back, rolling him under me. He reaches over to my nightstand and hands me a condom. I roll it on, appreciating the smooth silky skin and his length.

His hands grip my hips, and my hands brace on his tight abdomen as I slide down, taking every inch of him. As soon as he’s filled me, I rip my tank top over my head and throw it

to the side. His eyes widen and fill with desire. I grin as I begin rocking against him. His hands slide up my body, leaving a trail of goose bumps. When he reaches my tight nipples, he massages them tenderly.

I throw my head back, pleasure pouring from my body as he pumps into me from below. Together, we find a rhythm that has us both groaning. My core spasms as the first wave of an orgasm hits. When his thumb swipes across my clit, I explode, yelling his name.

He jack-knifes up, pressing our chests together, and doesn’t let me slow down. His hands squeeze my ass as he pounds into me, chasing his own release.

“Another one, baby girl. Can you give me that?”

“Ummhmm.”

He leans back and lowers his head, taking my breast in his mouth. He takes turns with each one, nipping lightly then licking to erase any sting. His panting grows louder, which makes my already overheated body burn more.

I swivel my hips, and he hits my g-spot. “Oh my God!” I cry out. His thrusts become faster, and when he lifts his face to mine, he’s close. I throw my head forward and yell his name again. He groans loudly, and I feel him coming with me. His grip gets tighter as his lips latch onto my shoulder.

We sit there holding one another until our heartbeats return to normal.

“Is sex always this awesome?” I ask breathlessly.

“With us, yes, but that’s because it’s us.”

My heart swells, and I smile back at him. It’s become common for Bryce to say things like this. He uses the terms ‘mine’, ‘forever’, and ‘always’ almost daily. I never disagree, because if Bryce Randolph wants to have a forever with me, I’m thrilled with it.

“Babe, I think we should jump in the shower and maybe air out your room. I’m pretty sure it smells like sex, and Nate’s not an idiot.”

“So I have to move?”

“Unfortunately.”

He kisses me quickly, and we break apart. I crack open my windows and join him in the shower, hoping Nate takes his time running today. I want a little more time alone with Bryce before they leave for Norfolk in a few hours.

Chapter 12