The sound of an approaching bike distracted me from my etchings. I looked out past the shed to see that Bryce had jumped on Dad’s quad and was making his way to where I was standing. I smiled at how quickly he could settle in and feel at home, it made me happy seeing him so comfortable, not only at my parents’ property but comfortable with my family as well.
He pulled up and turned off the ignition.
“Hey, you gonna buy one of those now?” I asked, as I pointed to the blue Polaris quad bike.
“I’m thinking about it. I don’t have one of these,” he replied with a smile.
He jumped off and walked toward me, his eyes speaking many things. Automatically, my body started to react by tingling in the spots that wanted Bryce’s touch.
“What are you doing?” he said softly, as he cupped his hands on my cheeks and pulled me in for a kiss. I started to answer but couldn’t as his lips were pressed firmly against mine. One of his hands slid to the back of my head, the other dropping to my hip, pulling me further into him. I opened my mouth, inviting his tongue to caress my own and when it did, I moaned with desire and went slightly limp in his arms. He groaned in response, as his hard cock pressed into the base of my stomach.
My body began to express it needed Bryce desperately, as my pulse raced rapidly and my breathing quickened. I pulled him around to the other side of the tree and frantically pulled at his jeans, undoing them and unleashing his erection in my hands. Closing my eyes, I surrounded his shaft, feeling its warmth on my fingers.
He gently stepped me up to the trunk of the tree and mouthed my neck. “Your touch sets my body on fire, Alexis. The way you stroke my cock is fucking sensational.”
I smiled as he gently licked and nipped at my neck, adoring that my touch had the same effect on him as his had on me. I brought my thumb to my mouth, licked the tip then swirled it over his crown. He growled harshly. Fuck! That sound never gets old. I love it.
He pulled away and lifted my top, showing signs of frustration with it being there.
I noticed him grip it tightly in his hands. “Don’t Bryce, don’t you dare rip my top. I can’t fucking explain that to my family when we get back.”
He growled again, aggressively yanked down my bra, and sucked my nipple into his mouth, tugging it delightfully with his lips. Holy Fuck! I gripped his head and dug my nails into his scalp.
Moving his hands down to my shorts, he quickly unzipped them, forcefully pushing them to the ground. Then, teasing me with not only his hovering digit but his wanting eyes, he slid his finger along the seam of my underwear. My mouth fell open and my head dropped back at the anticipation of his touch.
“Open your eyes, Hunny.” Oh fuck, not this again, I barely managed it last time.
“No,” I said firmly, but with a smile at bay.
He moved his mouth to the side of my head and breathed hot into my ear. “If you want me inside of you, you will open your gorgeous fucking eyes.”
I flung them open instantly and was rewarded when his finger slid deliciously into my wet pussy. “Oh God!” I moaned.
“God isn’t finger-fucking you, my love. I am.”
“Oh Bryce,” I corrected myself with a giggle.
He chuckled ever so slightly as well, but ceased the amusement when he grasped my leg and wrapped it around his waist. I leaned in and kissed him forcefully as he slid himself inside me.
For some stupid reason, I suddenly had the tune of “Home among the Gumtrees” in my head. What the fuck, Alexis. Shut up! I smiled with smugness, thinking I was sort of sexually patriotic. I must’ve started humming in between moans of pleasure while he was sliding his cock in and out of me.
“Are you humming?” he asked incredulously, in between thrusts.
“No.” I answered quickly, delightfully lapping up his rhythm.
“You were. What were you humming?” he asked as his breath spiked.
“Nothing. I wasn’t humming anything. Either shut up, or talk dirty to me.”
He laughed. “I know you were humming, and until you tell me what it was, I’m not going to let you come.”
I looked at him coldly. “You wouldn’t dare,” I sighed as he slowed right down, unbearably dragging his length out to the tip. A bike engine came to life in the distance, and my eyes widened at the prospect of it being either Nate or Charli coming to look for us.
Bryce must have been thinking the same thing as he begged the question again. “So, what were you humming? You better hurry and tell me, it sounds like we might get some company.”
I tried to lean over and peek around the tree but he held me tight. “Please, Bryce,” I moaned.
“Are you gonna tell me, Hunny?” He pushed back in and slowly pulled out again while groaning and making me gasp. His pace increased along with my orgasm.