Page 57 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 10

Sunday

Alina

I started to blush. Bryce was looking at my body so intently. And he thought I was perfect.

I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him while my hand gravitated to his cock. He grabbed my ass and lifted me up, wrapping my thighs around his waist.

I laced my fingers behind his neck as he turned around and pressed my back against the cold steel of the refrigerator.

It felt like I had been waiting all my life for this moment.

"Alina, I was made for loving you."

I moaned as he slowly slid his length inside of me. He silenced my moan with a kiss. Soft and gentle like his strokes.

He wasn't fucking me. He was making love to me. No one had ever done this to me either. No one had ever loved me before. The realization made my whole body feel warm. Or maybe it was just the feeling of another impending orgasm.

I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist as he slowly thrust in and out of me. And I respected the fact that he was a disciplined athlete. Because this wasn't a sprint. This was a fucking marathon.

He pushed my thighs farther apart, thrusting deep inside of me.

"Bryce," I moaned. I ran my hands down the muscles on his back, savoring every second of this moment, as the intensity started to build. All I could focus on was the friction inside of me and how complete I felt in that moment.

He pulled my hands off of him and intertwined his fingers in mine, pressing the backs of my hands against the cold steel of the refrigerator.

I wasn't sure how much more I could take. His lips moved to the side of my neck as his hips began to move faster. I could feel my ass banging against the fridge as I grew closer and closer to the tipping point.

"Come for me, Alina," he whispered in my ear and lightly bit my earlobe.

And just like that, I lost control. "Bryce!" It was the most mind-blowing one yet. I felt my toes curl. "Oh God, Bryce!" It was everything I had ever imagined. He was absolutely right. He was made for loving me. And I was made for loving him.

He pressed my hands more firmly against the refrigerator. "Alina," he groaned.

I felt his hot cum shoot up inside of me, filling me completely. I had never felt so full in my life. It was like every happy emotion crashed down on me. Love, joy, bliss. I never wanted to let go of this feeling.

He must have felt the same because he groaned and my back slowly slid down the refrigerator as he kneeled down, still buried deep inside of me.

"Bryce, that was..." my voice trailed off.

"Incredible." He pressed his forehead against mine. We were both quiet, listening to each other catch our breath, savoring the feeling.

"I was just hoping that I could make you forget all about the other options out there."

"Oh God." I put my arm in front of my eyes.

"Too soon?" He laughed and pulled my arm away from my face.

"Bryce, the only person I love is you." I immediately blushed. It was the first time that I had said it to him face to face.

He smiled and grabbed both sides of my face in his hands. "I know it's fast and crazy, but I'm never, ever going to delay anything with you ever again. I love you too, Alina."

He slowly pulled out of me, but I didn't feel empty. Bryce loves me. Bryce Walker is in love with me!

"I love you so much." I could feel the tears coming to my eyes.

"Why are you crying?" He pulled my face against his chest.

"I thought I had lost you. I never felt so alone in my life." I breathed in his cologne. I was wrong before. The bakery wasn't my favorite scent in the world, Bryce was.

"Alina, you'll never be alone again." His fingers combed through my hair. "I'll never let you go."

I pulled back and shook my head. "I can't ask you to deal with all of this. I don't know when everything is going to settle down. I'm such an embarrassment."

He laughed. "Do you know how much every guy in the world wishes you were his?"

"I don't think that's true."

"It is true. And I'm the lucky one." He grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. "Because you're all mine."

All his? I smiled. "I love the sound of that."

"I hope so, because I'm never sharing you again. Whatever backlash you're going through, we can go through it together. You're not alone, Alina."

"Except for when you go back to Pasadena."

He stood up and pulled me to my feet. "I want to show you something." He grabbed his pants off the ground and pulled them on.

"What are you showing me?"

"The apartment I'm renting down the street from here."

"You got a place here?" He's moving here for me? I started to get dressed.

"I told you I wasn't going to move slow anymore. I meant it. I don't want to live across the country from you. And I'm not planning on going anywhere without you ever again." He smiled as he grabbed a brigadeiro off the pan and popped it into his mouth.

"What do you think?"

He finished chewing. "I knew there was a reason I fell for you so quickly. These are amazing."

I laughed. I grabbed a container from under the counter and put the rest of the brigadeiros in it. I placed the last one in and closed the lid. These were officially the last thing I'd ever make here. I could feel the tears biting my eyes.

"It's going to be alright." Bryce said and slipped his hand into mine.

I looked up at him. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that it wouldn't be. Now that I had him? We could figure it out together. My hand in his made me feel safe and whole. He was all I needed. I could live without the bakery. "I know."

His fingers tightened around mine and he led me toward the door.

I turned around to get one last look at the bakery I had grown up in. Before whatever horrible owner swooped in tomorrow and changed everything.

"I know what you need," Bryce said.

I looked up at him.

"Cheer up sex."

I laughed. "I don't think that's a thing. I've heard of makeup sex, but not cheer up sex."

"Trust me, it's a thing."

"But we just..."

"Oh, that's not a problem. I hope you're ready for a fun night." He grabbed my waist and lifted me over his shoulder.

"Bryce!" I laughed as the door to the bakery closed behind us with a thud.