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He groaned, thrusting his hips forward. “Fuck, Bryce,” he repeated, his voice hoarse with desire.

She stroked him slowly, teasingly, watching with satisfaction as his eyes fluttered closed and his breathing grew ragged. She could feel her own arousal growing with each passing moment.

He reached down, sliding his fingers under the lace of her panties. She gasped as he found her clitoris, already swollen withneed. He rubbed it gently, sending waves of pleasure crashing through her body.

She moaned, her head falling back against the wall. He took advantage of the position, capturing her lips in a searing kiss.

He slid a finger along her slit, her wetness making it easy for him. She whimpered, her body quivering with need. He continued moving his fingers against her until she felt like she would burst into a million pieces.

She could feel the pressure building inside her, the tension growing tighter and tighter with each passing moment. He continued touching her, as they stared into each other’s eyes.

Bryce moaned, arching her back and grinding against him. She reached down and stroked his length, feeling him pulse beneath her touch.

“Luke, I want you inside me,” she whispered.

He didn’t hesitate. He yanked her panties aside and thrust into her in one swift motion. Bryce gasped, her nails digging into his back as he filled her completely. He began to move, his hips thrusting in a steady rhythm as he fucked her against the wall.

Bryce wrapped her legs around his waist, her ankles locking as he drove into her deeper and harder. She could feel the pressure building, her body tensing with every stroke. “Luke, Luke,” she chanted, her voice growing louder with each passing second.

Luke’s fingers touched her clitoris, rubbing it as he fucked her. “I want to feel you come, Bryce,” he growled, his voice low and rough.

Bryce’s body responded to his command, her orgasm washing over her in a wave of pleasure. She screamed, her muscles clenching around him as she rode out the intense release. Luke followed soon after, his own orgasm tearing through him.

Panting, they stayed like that for a moment, Luke still buried inside her. Then, slowly, he pulled out and set her back on herfeet.

“Fuck, that was incredible,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her lips, then he pulled his jeans up and zipped them.

“Yes,” Bryce said breathlessly, as she leaned against the wall, not sure she could move.

When she started to slide down the wall, Luke caught her and carried her to the bed and placed her on it, then he lay beside her. They both breathed heavily, then Bryce looked at him.

“If I died like that, I’d die happy,” she said, and grinned when he laughed.

“I agree. How about that bath now?”

“I need a few minutes. God, that was amazing.” She rolled to her side to face him. She touched his arm. “I’m so glad I met you. I can’t imagine not being with you.”

“I feel the same.” He sat up, then pulled her to a sitting position. “Come on.”

“Seriously, Luke, I can’t move.”

He rolled off the bed, pulled her to the edge, picked her up and carried her into the bathroom, then set her on her feet.

“I’m glad I got to see what was under that dress.” He grinned.

“I told you; you might know what’s under this dress—”

“No. Not again. Just please don’t.”

Bryce burst out laughing. “Okay, but now you know what I meant.”

“Yeah, I get it, but you went overboard trying to get it out. Damn, woman.” He shook his head.

She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his lips.

“I love you, Luke.” She frowned. “Is Luke your full name?”

“Lucas Andrew McCallister at your service, ma’am.” He bowed.

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