His fingers increase their pace, and my release builds. My body is on fire with the warmth of his embrace and the heat from the shower spray. He squeezes my entire breast, eliciting a moan.
“Fuck it. I can’t wait.” Bryce stops, rips his hands away, and spins me toward him. He bends and lifts me so that my legs wrap around his waist easily. Once he has me backed into the tile wall, he lowers me onto him, his hard cock gliding into my slickness slowly. His eyes burn with desire, and I’m trapped. This is another moment I’m committing to memory, the desire and hunger lingering in the air between us.
My nails skim up the back of his neck as I crush my mouth to his. The kiss is hard and deep, and he swivels his hips several times before rapidly driving into me. I tighten my core muscles, trying to not only push him closer to the edge but also hold myself back. If I let go, I’ll explode, but I want him with me. He pulls away from the kiss and lays his forehead against mine, breathing heavy.
“Baby, let go.”
“Not without you.”
“Devon, I’m right there. You’re so fucking tight, so wet.”
There’s nothing I can do to stop the pressure building. My breathing shallows, and Bryce grins slyly. He rotates his hips once and moves himself against the sensitive skin of my clit.
“Bryce!” I scream as the orgasm hit
s me with monstrous force, threatening to split me open. Spots cloud my vision as he pumps into me twice more before yelling through his own release. I try my best to focus, but when his hands squeeze my ass, I come again from the sensations alone.
His body stills against mine, and we both pant loudly, holding on to one another.
“I’m pretty sure it was a good thing I hadn’t ever felt your body around mine when I made my life plan.” His voice is raspy.
“Why do you say that?”
“If I’d have known how fucking terrific you feel and the things you do to me when I signed up for the Navy, I may have rethought my decision. Now, being away from this for any amount of time is its own form of torture.”
I giggle and kiss his collarbone casually. He moves us easily out of the spray and turns off the water. Stepping out of the shower, he grabs a towel and rubs it up and down my back. I take the towel from him and try my best to dry his own back, staying wrapped around him.
When he lays me on his bed, I let go and shuffle under the sheets. He crawls next to me and tugs my hair out of the bun. His skin is still warm and damp as I curl into him.
“Wake me up in an hour, so we can do that again.” I yawn and feel his chest vibrate under my cheek.
“Those vaccinations really did a number on you, huh?”
“Yes, paired with the fact that I had an emotional afternoon and then incredible sex.”
“Sleep, baby.” His fingers rub lightly up and down my arm.
“Seriously, wake me up in an hour.”
He chuckles softly and links our hands together, draping them across his chest. “I love you, sweet girl.”
That’s the last thing I hear until the pounding on the front door startles us both awake. Bryce starts cussing and slides from under me, switching on the bedside lamp.
“Sorry, but I need to find something to put on,” he rumbles.
“What time is it?”
“Actually, it’s a little after eight.”
“We slept almost nine hours?”
“Seems so, and we’re going to sleep a few more after I take care of whoever’s at the door.”
The pounding starts up again as he pulls on a pair of athletic shorts.
“Who the hell visits this early?”
“No idea, but I’ll be back.” He kisses my forehead and walks out, leaving the door cracked.