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He pulls out my chair, saying, “Sit, please.” When I oblige, he pushes it in and disappears into the kitchen.
When he comes back out, he’s carrying two plates full of food. He sets mine down in front of me and places his in front of the other chair. Bryce sits down and takes my hand.
“This is a pan-seared cod in a white wine and tomato basil sauce.” he announces proudly.
“Bryce, you didn’t have to go through all this trouble.” I wave my hand around nervously. “But this smells fantastic.”
“Kat, none of this was a hardship. This was something I wanted to do for you. I’ve been out of this world happy these past few months, and it’s because of you. From the moment I saw you in OneShot Coffee, I knew. I just knew there was something greater at work. Then to find out you live below me? Fate. Fucking fate. I didn’t meet you on accident, Kat. Something bigger than us placed you in my path for a reason. Whatever stars aligned, whatever road we walked, every path we’ve ever traveled, it led both of us to one place: each other. That’s the greatest gift the universe can give me, Kat. You.”
For a moment, I can only stare at him. My heart is beating fast, and my pulse is racing in my ears. The butterflies are moving all around in my stomach now, in some sort of weird dance. The love I have for this man is undeniable.
“Bryce …” I get up and stand in front of him, then move to straddle his lap. Tears trail down my face, but every drop is made of all my worries, fears, and pain leaving me. This man fills me with such happiness; I don’t want to know anything else. “Take me to bed.”
His eyes bulge, and his mouth drops open. “Kat, I didn’t say that to—”
“I know you didn’t.” I cut him off and say it again. “Bryce, take me to bed.”
Without a second thought, he picks me up and carries me into the bedroom. His room is lit by only the candles and the moonlight coming from the window. His mouth leaves a trail of kisses down my neck while he sets me at the foot of his bed.
The electricity in his lips makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. Bryce sets me down and begins removing his shirt and pants. Once those are thrown to the floor, he grabs my hands and pulls me close. His mouth hovers over mine, and I shiver with pleasure.
“You drive me crazy, Kitty Kat.” Bryce whispers as his lips tenderly brush mine.
His hands slowly move down, soon reaching the bottom of my shirt. He grips the hem and slowly pulls my top up over my head before discarding it on the floor. His lips find mine, and the kiss triggers a fire deep within me. Bryce’s tongue caresses mine, making me moan into his mouth.
“I love hearing you moan, baby.” Bryce growls. His lips move from my mouth, down my neck, and back up to my earlobe. When he softly nibbles on my ear, it causes moisture to pool between my legs.
I feel his fingers reach the clasps of my bra and unhook it. He pulls back and slides the bra off, adding it to the pile on the floor. His hands move to massage my breasts as his lips start their path down my neck again. When they reach my nipple, I gasp. His teeth scrap against it, causing a sensation that sends shock waves to my core. He moves to my other breast, sucking the nipple and tracing his tongue around it.
Bryce slowly kisses his way down my stomach to the top of my jeans. My breaths come faster. He kneels in front of me, his blue eyes staring back up at me as he unbuttons them and pushes them down. I step out of them, and then he throws them to the side. Bryce’s hands grab my thighs and yank me closer. I wrap my hands in his hair, savoring how soft it feels against my fingers. His mouth soon finds my wetness over my panties. Bryce pulls back, eyeing me while he rubs my clit through the fabric, biting his lip.
He hooks his fingers in the waistband, then drags them down. Ever so slowly, he works his way back up my legs, sliding closer to my entrance. His fingers tease me, brushing softly over my sensitive clit.
“Please, Bryce.” I moan. My body trembles from the need to have him touch me.
“What do you want, Kitty Kat?” Bryce purrs, his eyes flooding with desire.
“Touch me. Please,” I beg. My eyes close as I try to mentally will him to the place I need him to touch next.
Bryce takes the tip of his finger, sliding it between the swollen lips of my pussy.
“You are soaking wet, baby.” Bryce curses, running along my slit. His finger finds my clit, and he slowly plays with it. Small moans escape me, and I can feel something strong building inside me.
Without warning, he removes his finger, and I feel his tongue circling my sensitive nub. The sensations are too much. My legs start giving out. Quickly, Bryce wraps his arm around me to support me. He moves his free hand up my leg to my entrance and pushes his finger inside me, never letting his lips leave my wetness. I can feel myself clench around him. Bryce responds by sucking harder and running his tongue over my aching bud.
“Oh, fuck, Bryce. I’m gonna come!” Moaning louder, my body convulses when he pushes me over the edge. I feel the heat pool at my core. And then it happens: I explode. I scream his name as my orgasm and waves of pleasure crashes through me.
“Beautiful, just fucking beautiful.” Bryce kisses his way back up, still holding me, and slams his lips into mine. As my tongue caresses his, I can taste myself on him. I pull him closer, deepening the kiss.
I grip the top of his boxers. He pulls back from my lips, placing his forehead on mine, as I reach into his boxers and pass my hand along his hard cock. Bryce lets out a hiss and involuntarily his hips thrust towards me. My hand wraps around him, and I stroke his hardness, letting my fingers graze the tip of his cock. Bryce’s head falls back, and I sprinkle his chest with kisses.
“Baby, this is going to sound bad, but if you keep doing that, I’m going to come.” I smile at that. My touch drives him completely crazy. I retract my hand and bring my arms up to wrap around his neck. I kiss him passionately, and our tongues intertwine.
Bryce picks me up and carries me to his bed. Softly he laid me down and crawls over me, straddling my body, kissing every inch of my skin. He breaks away and pulls back a bit.
“Are you sure you are ready, Kat?” He locks eyes with me.
“Yes, Bryce.” I put my hands in his hair and pull his face into mine. I kiss him and softly bite his lower lip. “I’m on birth control. As long as you’re cl—”