Finding Our Way (Finding our Way 1)

“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 they hit 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 jackknifes up, pressing our chests together and doesn’t let me slow down. His hands squeeze my ass and 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 and 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

Driving to Tennessee is a reminder it’s been too long since Quinn and I took a road trip. We perfected the art of long dist

ance driving when we started our college scouting trips. Snacks, playlists, games, and rest areas are all mapped out. No matter where we’re going, at the halfway mark, we switch drivers so the other can rest, read, or do homework.

Even with our usual routine, the drive today seems excruciating long. It’s only been a week since our trip to Virginia Beach, but something weird happened during that weekend.

As predicted it was too cold to go to the actual beach, but we spent the three days exploring the boardwalk, visiting the museums, walking through an outdoor festival and even went to the zoo. While we were at the zoo, Bryce got a call from the leader of his ROTC unit asking him to come to a meeting when he got back to Knoxville. Usually this would not be weird, but Nate didn’t get the same call. They exchanged a look but didn’t say anything else.

Each time I ask about his meeting, he tells me we’ll talk about it when I get to his place. So I’m anxious to get there and find out what’s going on.

“You know it’ll be fine right?” Quinn states matter of factly. She knows how worried I’ve been.