“And you’re trying hard to be chivalrous. You haven’t even tried to kiss me once. You’re sweet.”

His nostrils flare a little and his breath comes out as a low hiss. “Nothing sweet about it. It’s sheer torture.”

Leaning in, mouth hovering close to his, I whisper. “We can put an end to your suffering.”

“Abby, you don’t know what you’re saying. You’ve had an emotional day.”

“Doesn’t mean I’m not sure about what I want.”

Ours gazes clash and his jaw clenches. “You can’t tease me like this and expect me not to want more. I’m just a man.” He sighs.

He wants more than what happened on my couch. “I want more too. I’m certain I want you to be my first.” I gaze at him, watching the emotions flicker across his face. I’m sure because I can easily fall in love with Bryce. Maybe I’m a little in love with him already...or more than a little.

I’m almost positive he’s thinking about making my first time special. That’s why he’s fighting the mental battle that’s playing out on his face.

“I don’t need roses and candles. Just you.” I make sure my voice is steady with certainty.

Eyes darkened with desire practically caress every angle of my face. Without another word, he gives me what I want. His kiss is more urgent and domineering than the gentle, languid ones he usually gives me. I love it. I love all of his kisses. I could kiss Bryce all night, but my body is demanding more. My skin is practically on fire, making the soft material of the luxurious robe uncomfortable. I’ve never been aroused to this extent before. I’m going to sleep with Bryce. Anticipation curls in my gut.

He pulls away. His breathing is as unsteady as mine is. “Let’s get to the bedroom before I lose my head and take you right here on the counter.”

“I won’t mind.”

Bryce rests his forehead against mine and he groans almost as if he’s in pain. “You’re temptation on legs,” he says. “Next time. Right now, I want to make slow passionate love to you in my bed.”

The possessiveness in his tone makes me shiver. I like it. A startled gasp escapes me when hoists me off the chair and marches out of the kitchen. I giggle, reveling in being carried. Bryce’s bedroom is huge with only the necessities. There’s a king-sized bed in the center of the room, which he aims for. Depositing me on it, he pulls his shirt over his head before joining me.

I eagerly open my legs allowing him to settle between them. His mouth finds mine again as I explore his torso with eager fingertips. His cock is straining against his sweatpants and pressing into my center. The friction against my bare flesh excites me further. Reaching for the waistband of his pants, I tug.

“I can’t wait. Now, Bryce.”

He snags my wrist, stopping my wayward hand and whispers against my mouth. “I’m doing this properly. I’m going to make you come again, and again.”

Oh my God. My vaginal muscles clench with anticipation. I might just go up in flames before he even touches me. He makes eye contact and holds my gaze as he eases back to open my robe. I gulp, modesty overriding my lust. I’m going to be fully naked for his viewing. Will I compare to the other bombshells he’s been with? The robe comes off, leaving me lying there, vulnerable and nervous.

Bryce takes his time, exploring with his eyes. They’re so intense I can virtually feel them caressing my skin. My breathing escalates as I wait for his next move. I watch wide eyed as he slides lower, his mouth moving from my chest to trail kissed down my stomach until he’s on the floor on his knee. I gasp when he grasps my calves and pulls me to him. Realizing his intent, I panic. I try to bring my legs together, but his shoulders are in the way.

“Wait, you don’t have to do that.”

He glances up with a frown. “I want to. I’ve fantasized about licking every inch of you for weeks.”

“You have?” My face is practically on fire.

“Many times, Abby. Trust me.”

Taking a deep breath, I allow my muscles to relax. My heart is still pounding, so hard, I fear it might gallop out of my chest though. I gulp as his head, lowers, his eyes still on my face. I can’t look away as he gives my sensitive bud a swipe with his tongue. I almost catapult to the ceiling. His arms clamp around my thighs holding me in place as I’m launched into a world of pleasure I didn’t know existed.

My body is already quivering so hard I can no longer hold myself up. Falling back, I lift my hips, begging for more. He kisses my lower lips as thoroughly as he does my mouth. His magical tongue slides between my folds, and I let out a cry. I’ve never felt anything like it. I’m officially addicted to Bryce’s mouth. He returns his attention to my clit and sends me over the edge with a little more teasing. I feel like I’m shattering into a million pieces and it feels amazing. His name rolls off my tongues in a series of gasps and moans.

“I knew you’d be delicious.”

I lift my head to gawk as he laps up my juices. The sight almost makes me erupt again. I haven’t quite recovered yet and my tongue is still tied. When he asks, “Did you enjoy it?” I can only nod.

Wearing a sly smirk, he kisses the inside of one thigh. “I can devour you all night, sweet Abby.”

His words make me quiver and moan. Finally finding my tongue, I whisper, “I didn’t know it could be so good.”

Eyes jumping to my face, he asks, “So, I’ll be your first for everything?”

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