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Caressing her other breast in his hand, Bryce gently blew on her nipple before leaning back in and licked it, earning another moan. Deciding that this was a good time to take over this interrogation, he asked, “Do you want me, Cayley?”

“Yes,” she moaned with absolutely no hesitation, making him smile.

“How much?” Bryce asked, loving the frustrated growl that followed.

“Enough to beat you to death with a pillow if you stop doing that,” Cayley said, making him chuckle as he gave her nipple one last lick before he pulled back and reached for that bottle again, only to have her beat him to it.

“My turn,” Cayley said with a playful smile as she pushed him back until he was relaxing against the pillows.

Bryce watched as she squeezed a few drops of the bright red liquid on her fingertips and-

Tore a hiss of pleasure from him as she ran her fingertips over the tip of his cock, sending warmth through the sensitive tip and down his cock, making it jerk against her fingertips.

“Is this okay?” came the softly murmured question as he watched Cayley’s fingertips glide over his cock as her fingers slowly made their way around the tip, making it glisten as she took her time, gently squeezing it before running her fingers down his cock and did it all over again.

It felt so fucking good.

All Bryce could do was groan when she wrapped her hand around the tip and gave it a gentle squeeze before she reached for the bottle again. This time, she squeezed a healthy amount of the red liquid that felt really fucking good in her hand before dropping the bottle on the bed and-

“Oh, fuck!”

-wrapped her hand around his cock. His head dropped back with a groan as he watched her work her hand over him, taking her time to coat every inch of his cock as she teased him, alternating between gentle squeezes and slow strokes that ended with her palm gliding over the tip.

“Does that feel okay?” Cayley asked as he watched her hand move over him.

“God, yes,” Bryce whispered hoarsely as he watched her hand wrap around him before shifting his gaze to her face, unable to help but notice just how fucking beautiful she was.

She…

God, she was everything to him.

He’d wasted so much fucking time, Bryce realized, wasted so many years that he could have spent with her. Pushed her away over his own fucking stupidity, telling himself whatever bullshit that he needed to hear to make living without her possible, but he’d been full of shit no matter what he told himself.

When they were kids, he always felt better when he saw her, used to make up an excuse just to see her. He always made sure that the seat next to him was empty for those nights that she joined them when her father had to work late. In the morning, he used to take his time getting ready for school, watching for her through the window, waiting for her to walk past his house so that he could walk with her to school. At night, he’d forced himself to lay in bed as he listened to his brother sneaking out to go see her, knowing that it should have been him.

And then, there was the worst night of his life…

He’d told himself that he didn’t care when he saw the asshole drop down to one knee and asked her to marry him, the way that his heart stopped only to feel numb when she’d said yes to the asshole that didn’t deserve her. He’d told himself that he didn’t fucking care while he watched the asshole pull her into his arms as he’d forced himself to finish his drink and walked away as though he didn’t have a fucking care in the world when all he wanted to do was turn around and shake some fucking sense into the woman and tell her something that he wasn’t ready to admit to himself.

He’d always loved her.

CHAPTER42

“So, I have a question,” Cayley murmured, mesmerized by the sight of her hand slowly moving over Bryce’s glistening cock, the way that he shifted slightly beneath her touch as though he was struggling against the urge to roll his hips.

“What’s that?” Bryce asked, groaning as his hands slid over her thighs.

“Actually,” Cayley murmured as she watched her hand move over him, “I have several.”

“And they can’t wait until later?” Bryce asked on a loud groan as her palm teased the tip of his cock.

“It just seems as though the smart thing would be to use this opportunity to finally get some of those answers to the questions that I’ve had over the years,” Cayley said with a heartfelt sigh and a helpless shrug as she shifted back so that she could lean over and-

“You’re fucking evil,” Bryce said, moaning when she traced the underside of his cock with her tongue, matching his moan with one of her own as the sweet candy cane flavor coated her tongue.

“And this surprises you?” Cayley asked, unable to help but smile as she wrapped her hand around the base of his cock and pulled it towards her, making it easier to wrap her lips around the tip.

“Nothing about you surprises me anymore,” Bryce said, slowly exhaling as she moved her mouth down him.

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