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“Oh. Yourdrawer?” Bryce said, knowing exactly what kind of drawer Sophie was referring to because she had one of her own.

“Yes,thatdrawer,” Sophie confirmed. “And you would have discovered everything I used to get me there when I was thinking about you doing what you just did to me.”

“Everything, huh?”

“I have many options,” Sophie revealed.

“And did you use all of them when you thought about me?”

“Yes, I’m pretty sure I did,” Sophie said with a smirk.

“Damn,” Bryce replied. “Can I watch you do that next time?”

“I have a feeling you’ll have to.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, we have your trip here, and I’ll visityou, but in between…” Sophie said as she settled between Bryce’s hips. “We’ll have to get creative.”

Bryce smiled into Sophie’s kiss, and when Sophie made her come for the third time in under an hour, it was with her fingers playing with Bryce’s clit. Not long after that, her mouth was on Bryce, and Bryce’s hips couldn’t stop moving against Sophie’s face until she finally released.

Later, as they lay together, not talking about anything in particular, they both remained naked as if they knew this was merely the interlude, so there was no need to put clothes back on yet. When they found each other again, Bryce slowly pushed inside Sophie this time, bringing her to a soft orgasm before she took more time exploring Sophie’s body. When Sophie rolled over onto her stomach, Bryce took full advantage and entered her from behind. Sophie was on all fours then, letting Bryce take her in one of the ways Bryce had imagined, but this was so much better.

By the time morning had come, she was more exhausted than she’d ever been. Bryce hadn’t slept at all. Around four in the morning, Sophie had finally dozed off against her chest, and Bryce had just held her. She’d watched the sun come up through the curtained window and listened to Sophie’s breathing, feeling her own chest rise and fall with each breath. She couldn’t believe she was here, holding on to a naked Sophie, the woman she’d fallen for instantly, and now, had fallen for again.

“Penny for those thoughts.”

Bryce smiled, hearing Sophie’s morning voice, which held signs of a sore throat due to what they’d done throughout the night.

“Good morning,” she said.

“When did you wake up?” Sophie asked, making no attempt to move.

“I never fell asleep.”

“What?” Sophie asked, shifting to look at Bryce then. “Babe, why? Is everything–”

“Soph, it’s a good thing.” Bryce smiled at her. “I just kept thinking about how you were against my chest, sleeping. I’d smile, and I worried that if I went to sleep, I’d wake up and…”

“It would be a dream?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, for a second, when I was in between asleep and awake, I might have worried about the same thing, but then I felt you, and I knew you were really here.”

“Kiss me,” Bryce said.

Sophie leaned down and kissed Bryce sweetly.

“Like that?” she teased.

“Not exactly what I had in mind.”

Bryce flipped them quickly until she had Sophie on her back.

“I think I really like mornings with you,” Sophie said as she wrapped her arms around Bryce’s neck.

“We should stay at your place tonight. There’s a kitchen, so I can wake up tomorrow and make you way better coffee than this in-room coffee maker. Maybe breakfast, too? Eggs? Bacon?”

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