Page 63 of Fall Hard

“Wow, PDA much.” I shot Jamie a look and she laughed. “No, this is great. I called this from day one, just so you know.”

“Aren’t you going to miss us?”

“Sure. But I, um—”

“You’re going to ask Ryan to move in, aren’t you?”

Jamie grinned. “Do you think he’ll say yes?”

“You spend all your time together anyway,” I said with a roll of my eyes. “I would eat this sweet little kitty cat if he said no,” I sang at Ky and she yawned at me.

I straightened up to find them both giving me identical looks of horror.

“I wouldn’t actually eat her,” I protested and Jamie shook her head slowly at me. “Oh whatever.” I held out my hand to Bryn and waited while she gave Ky one last pet before tugging her along to the bathroom. “Let’s get ready and then go and see the new place?”

She smiled slowly as she backed me into the bathroom and locked the door. “What’s the rush?”

“Did I mention I love you?” I moaned as Bryn stripped me of my clothes and kissed my throat.

“You did.”

I raised an eyebrow as I got on my knees. “Do I need to remind you why you love me?”

“Now you’re putting words in my mouth.”

“I’d rather put something else in there.” I smirked when Bryn laughed and let her pull me up off of the floor and into the shower. The water was hot and the company was even hotter, I let my head fall forward and Bryn stroked the soap all over my body, running her hands up and over my shoulders and then slapping my butt before rinsing me off. I returned the favor and by the time we climbed out of the shower, I wanted her again.

She saw the look on my face and swayed her hips deliberately as we made our way back to my room. “I thought you wanted to go and see our new place?”

“In a minute,” I said huskily. “It can wait a minute, can't it?”

“Maybe,” Bryn said as I stroked one hand over her breast. “I could be persuaded.”

I bent my face to her breasts and spent the next few minutes worshiping each of them until she was panting. “Are you wet for me yet?”

Her smile was sly as she backed onto my bed and parted her thighs. “Why don’t you check?”

I slid a hand down her stomach and pressed it between her legs as I joined her, rolling her clit in a way that made her breath catch as I moved lower and sank one finger into her pussy.

“You feel so good. So wet.”

“Maybe,” she said around a moan, “I should check on you too.”

I took her hand and placed it between my thighs. “Be my guest.”

The first touch of her fingers made me shiver, her hand deftly working my clit as one finger curled inside me and I gasped. I increased the speed of my hand inside her and shuddered when she did the same for me, two fingers now pumping in and out. Before long, the only sounds in the room were our moans and the wetness of each of us as we raced to finish the other off first.

“Bryn,” I gasped, my back arching when her other hand rolled my nipple between her fingers.

“Come for me, Olivia,” she demanded and I couldn’t hold back, clenching around her fingers as my hips rocked uncontrollably and I felt her pussy contract around mine before I flopped back onto the bed beside her.

For a second we just stopped and breathed and when I finally had the energy to turn my head towards her, she was already looking at me.

“I’m going to make you come in every room of the new place,” she said eventually and I smirked.

“Like I would protest that?”

Her laugh joined mine and when we eventually moved to get dressed, it was with frequent pauses for kisses and touches that made it hard to stay focused—not that I was complaining.

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