Page 50 of Unrivaled Love (D.C. Renegades #2)

Jo

Destined by the Tides Book Club

I wake up early and roll over to see Bryson fast asleep next to me.

This.

This is what every morning should be.

His lashes fan out over the tops of his cheeks. His curly mop of hair going in different directions because I couldn't keep my fingers out of it last night as he ravaged me like Captain Rafe Blackthorne did to Princess Isabella de Montreve.

I wish I had brought a bodice for him to rip.

I slide out of bed to use the bathroom and wash up. When I step back out Bryson has woken up and he's sitting up against the headboard.

"Morning, beautiful." He says as his eyes travel the length of my body.

"Morning, handsome." I smile and walk over to him. I slide the sheet down and discover his morning wood. I woke up wet and seriously cannot stop myself so I straddle his hips and line him up with my entrance.

"Jesus Jo, no foreplay?"

"There isn't time. I need to leave for the airport in forty five minutes."

"Then there's plenty of time.” He says right before I sink down onto him. Bryson exhales and presses his head back into the headboard.

"But now I get to have you twice." I smirk as my hands rake along his chest.

His eyes snap forward and lock onto mine. He grips my hips and lifts his, driving himself even deeper inside me .

"Oh fuck, Bryson," I grab his shoulders for balance. He continues to drive into me and as I lean forward he laps my nipple with his tongue and I feel the first tingles of my orgasm.

"Shit baby, you were ready for me. Your tight little pussy is already pulsing around my cock."

"I know, I know. Fuck, I want you all the time."

"Same Jo. I could spend the rest of my life right here. With you bouncing on my lap and shoving your tits in my face." He grunts as he drives his cock up and when I roll my hips back slightly he moves another notch in and I feel it against my cervix.

"Oh shit, I'm so deep, Jo, you okay?"

"Yes, yes. It hurts so good. Don’t stop." I pant as I roll my hips back and forth hitting that same spot over and over.

His hands hold me down on top of him and I can see the flex of his muscles as he keeps me in place. I'm a professional athlete with some of the strongest quads and hamstrings on the team but I've met my match in this man who wants to keep me speared on his cock.

"Fuck Jo, shit, stop squeezing."

"No, we're going to do this twice. Once here, now, and again in the shower."

"Shit, shit, I'm gonna come. Are you ready baby?" He asks and the power between us has shifted. I slide a finger down to my clit and start rubbing tight circles. Bryson reaches around and presses against my asshole and the clench of my vaginal muscles is involuntary.

Bryson's head falls to my chest and I wrap my free hand around him.

Together we grind on the other until I feel my body spasm and Bryson slows his pumping.

My body crackles with electric energy as we both come down together.

I lift off of him and feel his release in and on me as I walk into the bathroom .

It’s been two months since he was in Salt Lake City and we last got to fuck. I love the feel of him filling me and I activate my pelvic floor to keep as much of him inside me as I can. I turn on the water and step back while it warms.

"Can I see?" He asks me.

"What?"

"I want to see my cum in your pussy. Perch right here and spread your legs open." He guides me to the counter. The expression on his face has changed and I wonder if he's thinking about me taking a part of him home with me too.

He slides his thumb along the line leaking from me and I shudder when he pushes it back inside me.

"Bryson?" I ask as he just stares at my core.

"Mhmm?"

I crack a smile. “Wanna fill me with more?”

"Holy shit. Okay, shit. I-I-I." He stutters and I take pity on the poor man. I stand, take his face between my hands and kiss him as we step backwards under the water.

He turns me around and presses me against the tile. The cold on my front stimulates my nipples and the hot water coupled with Bryson's body heat behind me sends volcanic explosions through my body.

My brain is flooded with sensations as Bryson sinks into me again and again. He traces his fingers down my spine and I arch into the touch.

Bryson grabs my ass tighter as I throw it back onto him. He bends his knees and drives up into me and I bite down on my wrist as it holds me up against the tile.

"You close, Killer?" He asks and all I can do is whimper and nod. "Do you want to come now or edge this out a little longer?"

"Now, fuck, I want to come now." I demand, breathless .

Bryson reaches around my waist and presses into my clit. Everything clenches tight.

"Yes, oh fuck Bryson, yes." I chant as he continues to pound into me.

Stars cloud my vision as my pussy contracts around his cock. My whole body ripples and it feels like I’m trying to pull him even further inside me.

“I’m gonna come baby.” He says as he pulls my hips tight against his lap. He pulses up and I breathe into our shared climax when he pulls out and spends himself across my ass.

I stay still as he uses the water to wash himself away.

"Why did you pull out?" I ask as I comb my fingers through his hair. His eyes flutter closed and goosebumps erupt along his flesh.

“I wanted to see it on you.” He says.

“Hmm,” I hum and then I pull him in for a kiss. "Next time don’t wash it away.” The idea of his mark on me makes my knees feel weak.

I want as much of him as I can get. I have all of him but it can get lost as we navigate the distance. Even if our love can’t be threatened by silly constraints like time and space, it can be difficult to remember the intensity.

There's no tearful curbside goodbye this time. I leave the room and Bryson stays back to pack up. He flies up to Vancouver today and has a game tomorrow night.

I wouldn’t say it was easy to leave this time but in a way it was easier.

I think with each separation we build a deeper foundation and a stronger bond.

Plus, this time, we'll see each other in a few weeks. My season will end and the plan is for me to come to D.C. and stay with him, at least until US Team training starts.

In the meantime we've agreed to read, Once Upon a Tide , the second book in the Destined by the Tide series. I love that we’re creating our own little book club.

And based on how much he loved role playing Rafe and Isabella last night we’re going to have a lot of fun as Captain Seraphina “Sera” Drake and Prince Nicholas of Valoria.