Page 45 of Bryce

“Yes.” Herasped, hands cupping her face. “That’s what you do tome.” Ducking his head, he crushed her lips. This time the kisswas gentle, assaulting her senses and sending her into a violent spinthat felt as if she was toppling off the edge of a cliff.

Her hands wrappedaround his shoulders, wandered restlessly down his back andshoulders. Muscles flexed and rippled beneath his fingers and herbody strained upwards.

He was going to haveto end this torture soon, he thought numbly. Or lose control. He wasteetering on the edge, but he wanted her taste to settle on histongue. He wanted to taste all of her.

Dragging his lipsfrom hers, he kissed her cheeks and the tip of her nose, beforeheading to her throat where the pulse was beating madly.

He sipped and pulledthe flesh between his teeth to nibble. Her fingers clutched at him ashe soothed the bite with his tongue and her voice was breathless whenshe called his name.

Sparks flew betweenthem, threatening to engulf them in flames. Easing up slightly, hegot rid of the sweater and stared at the banquet in front of him. Herbreasts were generous, nipples large and printing through the flimsywhite lace.

“Don’t!”He barked sharply when she started to cover herself. “You’rebeautiful.” His voice was aching, his flesh throbbing. “Iam afraid that when I start, I will not be able to stop.” Hetore his eyes from her bosom to look into hers. “Don’tyou see how beautiful you are, darling?”

The endearment wentthrough her like quicksilver.

“I am not.”

“I am the onelooking, am I not?” His eyes still holding hers, he releasedthe front clasp of the bra and set her free. Unable to resist, hebent his head to look some more, and his breath escaped in a rush.

“I am going tospend the night loving you.” His voice was thick with need.“And you’re going to let me.” Before she couldrespond, he was kissing the top of her breast, taking little bites.

When he got to thenipple, he hesitated a second. Cupping the flesh in his palm, helifted it and ran his tongue over the hardened skin. She trembled,fingers clutching at him. He used first his tongue and then his teethand was at the point of driving her crazy.

When he pulled thenipple into his mouth and started suckling, she fell to pieces. Thepleasure speared through her body like a flash of lightening. Thestorm raging outside was nothing compared to what was happeninginside her body. Everything inside her had turned to liquid and shefelt as if she was oozing through the fabric.

Bryce could not getenough of her. She was sweet, addictive and heady, nothing had evertasted this good, and he did not want to stop. Switching to the otherbreast, he gorged and answering her frenzied please, he slid his handinto the waistline of her leggings and pressed it against her sex. Ittook just that to set her off.

The climax pouredthrough her like a volcano, causing her body to twist upwards. Herbody arched – she clung to him, her fingers digging into hisshoulders. It was unending and strength sapping. And glorious. Shefelt as if she was going mad.

Lifting his head, hewatched her eyes go blind, her lips parting, her body trembling andwith a feral growl, he captured her lips and swallowed her cries.

Stumbling to hisfeet, he tore the clothes off him and did the same to hers. He couldnot wait another blessed minute. He felt as if he was being poked andprodded with a red-hot prong. He was so hard; he was in physicalpain. He was throbbing and eager to become one with her.

Parting her thighs,with his knees, he sank down and with his eyes holding hers, heentered her slowly. His eyes opened wide at her tightness and whenshe gripped him, pulling him in, he wanted to die.

He wanted to stayright here with her and never move. Lifting her left thigh, he mademore room to maneuver and with his eyes still holding hers, he moved.The excruciating sweetness was more than he could stand.

“You’reso sweet.” The words tumbled out of him as he increased thepace. “You’re mine. How could I have lived without you,without this for so long?” Bending his head, he captured herlips and sipped from her. She clung to him, the tears burning theback of her eyes. She knew what she was doing.

The choice had beentaken away from her the minute he walked into the room earlier. Shewanted this, needed it so much it was like a physical ache insideher. Nothing else mattered. Tomorrow did not exist. It was just now.The two of them and what he was doing to her.

She came again –her body stiffening, warning him of what was happening. He held heragainst him, increasing the pace, driving into her with a force thatcould not be stopped. And very soon he was joining her. His climaxwas long, sweet, and maddening. His body jerked from it. He had tostop a minute or burst into flames.

He had been with lotsof women and the pleasure had been somewhat satisfactory, but neverlike this. He felt as if he was being hurled headlong from a cliffwithout a safety net in sight. His body coated with sweat drove intohers and could not – would not stop.

When he had emptiedhimself – he still continued to move, hating to break thecontact. He felt as if he would die if he did not feel her beneathhim.

She buried her facein his throat, feeling his pulse hammering and his heart beatingheavily. They stayed that way for a bit, neither of them knowing whatto say or feeling the need to move just now.

Reluctantly, he easedaway from her so that he was at her side, but even so, he refused tolet her go. Putting one arm around her neck, he brought her to hischest and cradled her. Outside, the storm still lashed, but it didnot matter to them. Even if it managed to dislodge the roof, it wouldnot have made an impression.

Bryce was stunned. Hehad expected the heat and the flames, but the intensity of it hadknocked him over.

The first time theyhad made love; it had been frightening. The feelings intense, thepassion out of this world. It had scared the living daylights out ofthem. Two people, little more than kids and for them to feel thatkind of passion, had knocked them sideways.

She had wanted to runaway, and if he was being honest, he had wanted to do the same. Theythought it was a fluke, but the second time was no less combustible.

What they experiencedjust now, had no words.

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