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I can see every inch of Bryce perfectly. I take my hand and firmly grip the base of his shaft. My tongue licks up the underside all the way to the tip. I hear Bryce’s breath catch, and his hands move to grip the back of my head. He moans with just the slightest tease of my tongue.
Slowly, I lower my mouth over him. I tighten my lips around his cock and move down, taking him as deep as I can. Bryce lets out a deep groan. He grips my hair tightly between his fingers and holds me still while he slowly pumps in and out of my mouth. He shudders, cursing under his breath. Using my hand, I move it along the part of him I can’t take in. Suddenly, he roars and pulls me off. My mouth pops as it leaves his manhood. He’s so close to coming.
“Fuck. Kitty Kat. I … Fuck. Clothes. Off.” Bryce claws at my t-shirt, yanking it over my head. He then picks me up and throws me onto the bed. I sit up on my elbows while Bryce’s hands reach the top of my shorts and tear them off of me.
“Spread your legs, baby.” His voice is raspy with lust. His hand runs up and down his cock. Not able to wait a second longer, he crawls on the bed, like he’s stalking his prey. He’s slow and seductive while he stares at me with hooded eyes. Bryce stops and flings my legs over his shoulders. Bryce’s head drops to my entrance as his eyes lock with mine. I shiver, and he takes my pussy into his warm mouth like he’s starving for my juices.
I let out a gasp, my mouth falling open in pleasure. My back arches, and my hands reach out to grab his hair to bring him closer. His tongue flicks across my folds, and soon, I feel his fingers slide inside me. He curls his fingers up, finding my g-spot as he pumps them in and out of me. Bryce’s tongue works soft circles around my clit, bringing me closer to ecstasy.
Then, it hits me like a tidal wave. A wall of pleasure that comes crashing down on me. A wall of pleasure that comes crashing down on me.
I push his face in closer, trying to ride out every ounce of pleasure he’s giving me. I next yank his head out from between my pussy lips and pull him up, back towards my face. .
“Bryce, please.” I’m panting hard, and my voice is breathy. I need to feel him inside me.
He crawls up and kisses me, letting me taste myself on his lips. My hands go back to his hair to pull him in closer. He reaches between us and lines himself up to my core. When he slowly slides in, he lets out a growl. I gasp at the fullness I feel, closing my eyes momentarily to let myself adjust.
Bryce pulls back and looks at me, slowly pulling out and pushing back in.
“Fuck, Kat. You feel so good. I love being inside you.” With that, he thrusts against me harder this time. My mouth is stuck open from the sheer force of satisfaction coursing through me and filling every vein in my body with raw electricity. Bryce leans forward and groans in my ear. “I love this pussy. So tight, baby. So tight.”
He reaches up and grabs a hold of my head with one hand and my leg with the other. His pace quickens, his eyes he locking with mine. “Come for me, Kat.” With his permission, my body listens; he’s finding all the right places, moving faster in pace with my grinding against his cock. My orgasm rips from me as I scream his name. I feel him quiver while I come all around his length. Bryce roars, releasing inside me.
Bryce’s breathing is heavy when he collapses on top of me, our chests touching, our skin slick from sweat. He lifts himself up just an inch to look into my eyes, brushing the hair away from my face and peppering me with soft kisses.
“I love you, Kat. This is only the beginning. I’m looking forward to making love to my future wife in our new home for many years to come.” He kisses me before I can answer.
Soon, I felt him harden again while still inside me. Taking a deep breath, he starts rocking back and forth again, slowly building us up for our next passionate releases. I laugh, then moan, gripping him tightly against me.
Bryce is right; this is only the beginning. We make love until the sun peeks through the curtains early the next morning. I’m in his arms, like I was always meant to be.
Epilogue
Katrina
One year Later
October isbeautiful in Las Vegas. The weather finally cools off, the sky looks bluer, and for those who have trees in their yards, the leaves actually change color and fall off. It’s also the perfect time for Bryce and I to get married.
When we originally started planning the wedding, we had no idea what month to get married in. So, we played a little game. We wrote the months on sticky notes and put them on one side of the wall and then the dates in the month on the other.
Bryce was up first. I blindfolded him and spun him around, and he had to put a little sticker on the month we were going to get married. Yeah, okay. A little weird? Sure! Totally worth it, though. Watching Bryce try not to fall over and actually get the sticker on a sticky note was honestly hilarious. I’d never laughed so hard in my life.
When he found the wall, and I finished peeing my pants from laughing, the sticker landed on October. So we had the month picked out.
My turn was to decide what the date would be in October. I was praying I didn’t land on the thirty-first. We didn’t want a Halloween wedding. Bryce slipped the blindfold on my face and spun me around. Since I had better balance, I found the wall easy and placed my sticker.
The eighteenth. October eighteenth.
It wasn’t until I sent out the invites for the wedding that we found out something amazing about that date which only further sealed our belief that it was fate that brought us together. Fate that had put us together as neighbors and turned us into lovers. My mom called me the day she received the Save the Date card. Turns out, my grandparents married on the same day. It was then that I knew we were always going to find each other. A simple game of Pin the Sticker on the Date, and we picked the same month and day as my grandparents.
Today’s that day. October eighteenth. The day I get to marry the man I love. Also, the day that I get to tell him a little secret I’ve been carrying around for the last few weeks. My hand goes to my stomach. Today, Bryce will find out he’s going to be a dad.
God help us all, but I am in a dress. Vicki, of course, is really excited about me in a dress. It took a lot to get me into the bridal stores, but I did it. I’m dolled up in a beautiful white satin gown with a mermaid cut. My hair’s pulled back into a gorgeous relaxed twist at the nape of my neck. The hair coils around itself and has a floral comb made of rhinestones and pearls that nestles into the twisted bun. I’m officially ready to walk down the aisle. My parents and my future in-laws have been coming in and out of the room all day. I haven’t had one minute of privacy or time to relax, so I finally kicked everyone out until I was ready.
Well, I’m ready.
I stand outside the entrance to the chapel with my father, waiting to go inside. Vicki and Austin make their way down the aisle, and the ushers close the doors so I can get in place. My nerves have me shaking and my stomach in knots.