by Candace Shaw
Couldn’t be that damn funny, he thought. He downed the rest of his drink and slammed the glass on the nearest highboy. He approached the pair and made instant eye contact with Syd, who gave him the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen and then sighed with wide eyes and a pursed lip. Apparently, she was just trying to be nice to the annoying man who’d had too much to drink.
“Hey, what’s up?” he asked, completely ignoring the guy.
“Hey, man,” the guy started, placing his hand on Bryce’s shoulder. “I’m talking to the little lady. We’re about to go sightseeing on my hog.”
Bryce turned to him, glancing down at the hand that rested on his shoulder and back at the guy, chuckling sarcastically. “You may want to remove your hand from me. Right now.”
“And who are you? Her big brother? She’ll be in good hands.”
“Trust me—I’m not her big brother, and she’s not going anywhere with you.”
The guy dropped his hand from Bryce’s shoulder and used it to pull Sydney to him.
“You need to let go of me,” she said with authority. “I’m the wrong one to mess with.”
The guy let go of her and stepped back. “Trick please. You ain’t—”
Steam rose from Bryce, and he grabbed the guy by the collar. “What did you say?” he demanded roughly as his jaws tightened.
Sydney pulled on his arm. “Let’s just go. He’s a jerk.”
“Man, I’m sorry. I didn’t know she was taken. She said she didn’t have a man.”
Bryce dropped him to the floor and grabbed Sydney’s hand, pulling her out of the ballroom into the foyer area where more bikers were convened and down an empty hallway.
Bryce marched back and forth as she leaned against the wall.
“Bryce...” she said in a calming, soothing tone. “I’m fine. It’s no biggie. I deal with punks like him all the time. He really wasn’t all that bad until you showed up.”
“Syd, I wanted to beat him to a pulp.”
She winced at his aggressive tone. “Well...thank you, but—”
He stopped pacing and stood in front of her. “Why did you tell him you didn’t have a man?”
She twisted her lips to the side and stared up at him questionably. “Um...because I don’t.”
He grabbed her to him, his chest still heaving up and down with anger from the guy touching Syd and calling her a name.
“Who did you come with?” he whispered on her lips through clenched teeth.
She licked her lower lip, her eyes shooting off the fervor he longed to see. “You,” she said breathlessly. “I came with you.”
She captured his lips with hers, kissing him deeply as her tongue unleashed an untamed dance on his. He pulled her by the hips and meshed her body against his, causing low purrs to erupt from her throat. His erection strained against his boxers, wanting to break free. Wanting to join with her once and for all. Stumbling them back against the wall, she ran her hands in his dark, curly hair and down to his face as their kissing intensified. No woman had ever rocked him like this. He’d never craved a woman, but Sydney was like no other he’d ever met. The connection had always been there, even when she’d despised him and didn’t know the true him. There was a longing for him he could see in her eyes and now feel on his lips as she granted him feral kisses in public as bikers passed by with whistles and catcalls. She’d driven him crazy for years, and now he wanted to drive her mad all night.
She pulled away from him, her luscious breasts heaving up and down. She ran a hand along his face and scooted from his embrace. Shoot, not again, he thought.
Bryce stared after her as she slowly strode away from him, her hips and butt swaying back and forth. She turned around with a puzzled expression.
“Aren’t you coming?”
Chapter 8
Sydney didn’t know what had gotten into her, but she was enjoying every single moment of it. She’d wanted him desperately, and after Bryce had stood up for her with the drunken jerk, she desired him even more. The long, crowded elevator ride was torture, especially with him pressed behind her, his arms encircling her waist and his erection hard on her backside. She was grateful when they made it to their floor, and she hurriedly rushed to their room while he lagged behind. Sydney glanced over her shoulder to see what was taking him so long. He wore a dark, seductive expression that jolted pure ecstasy wildly through her.
She made it to the door first. In her haste to leave the room earlier, she’d forgotten the key card on the nightstand. She leaned on the door as Bryce approached, and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her deep and hard. His hand reached past her as he touched the key card to the lock and pushed open the door while his lips never left hers. Stumbling them inside, he shut the door with his foot and glided her against the wall. His tongue traveled down her neck, provoking moans from her as she furiously unbuttoned his shirt. Shaking out of it, he moved his hands to her face, bringing his lips to hers once more with soft tender kisses, nibbling on her bottom lip and teasing her tongue with his.
“You’re too sexy—you know that?” he said against her mouth.
Pushing him to the opposite wall in the foyer, she stood back admiring his magnificent sculptured chest. He was defined like a Greek god, with tight brown muscles that she couldn’t wait to run her tongue across. Reaching her hand back, she untied her halter, letting it fall around her shoulders and down her body, exposing her breasts.
“Succulent. Juicy. Ripe.” He licked his tongue over his bottom lip and stepped forward. “My kind of melons.”
“Be patient,” she whispered, even though she didn’t know how much more patience she had left. “You’ll get to them and me soon enough.”
She slipped the shirt over her head and stepped out of her heels. Next she unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and eased them over her hips and off her body. He watched with a heated glare; her eyes never wavered from his. Approaching him, she glided her hands up his washboard abs to his chest and placed a sensual kiss to his neck. Licking and taunting it, causing purrs of delight to escape her throat. He ran his hands down her waist and to her hips, teasing the waistband of her white lace panties that were apparently in his way because he yanked them down. He lowered his head and tugged on one of her nipples, making it hard and taut as he kissed and licked it, going back and forth between the two, while squeezing them gently with his hands.
His mouth sought hers once more in a whirlwind kiss, triggering fire to rupture throughout her body, and only Bryce could extinguish it. After lifting her, he carried her to the bed and laid her down on it. Standing by the edge, he unzipped his jeans and slid them and his boxers down.
Grasping the pillow, Sydney gulped at the beautiful view in front of her. She sat up on her knees to meet his lips as he leaned over to kiss her and bring her close to him. Pulling him on top of her, she intertwined her legs around his trim waist as he ravished her lips and neck back and forth as if he couldn’t decide where he wanted his lips. He sank farther down, gliding his tongue to her breasts, putting his entire mouth around her nipple as her moans filled the air. The warmth of his hard body on hers sent waves of tingles over her, and the need to be one with him increased with each passing second. She grasped the pillow again as his tongue drove lower, circling her belly button as his hands slid back up to grasp and knead her breasts.
Sydney didn’t know passion could be so free and feral, but his lips and hands were driving her crazy and wreaking emotions on her she’d never experienced. He sat up, bringing one of her legs with him. Massaging the erogenous points on her foot, he kissed her leg softly, traveling down inch by inch until he reached her inner thigh. She was already trembling with anticipation, but when he gently kissed the spot between her thighs, she shot all the way up and clutched his shoulders. He twirled his tongue around her clit and moved to the other thigh, lifting that l
eg in the air and trailing kisses upon it until he reached her foot. Taking both legs, he sat her feet on his left shoulder and massaged her erogenous points. Sheer excitement shot through Sydney’s veins as sounds of pleasure escaped her and the trembling of her body scared her for a moment, it was all new and surreal.
Parting her legs so that one foot rested on each shoulder, Bryce dived his body between her until his lips were on hers again in an untamed kiss that was full of what was still to come, and she welcomed it. She glided her hand down his chest until she reached what she was seeking, but he held her hand to the mattress.
“Be patient.”
“But I want it now.” She tried to remove her hand from under his, but he held it firm.
“Soon. I’m not done driving you crazy.”
His lips crashed onto hers once more but this time slower, taking his time as their tongues rotated together. He left her mouth as a questioning moan escaped, and he winked, sliding his body down hers as his tongue teased her clit once more. She hoped this time he would stay put and stop playing with her. He dipped lower, circling his tongue wildly, leaving no spot untouched. The pleasure rippled through, multiplied with each stroke, and she quivered violently, unleashing sounds and curse words from her throat she didn’t even know existed. The man was a mastermind at his craft and should teach classes on how to give a woman an orgasm just from the caress of his tongue.
Okay, so maybe she was wrong about earth-shattering orgasms simply not existing. Apparently, they did, but no one before had ever created such a glorious rush of pure delight and bliss within her. After climbing out of the bed, Bryce disappeared into the bathroom, then returned carrying a box with one of its contents already over his erect rod.
“When did you buy those?”
He pulled her legs to him, wrapping them around his waist.
“Today, before I came back up to get dressed for the meet and greet.”
“Glad you read my mind,” she said, resting her hands on his neck.
He kissed her forehead and eased in the tip, rolling it around the opening before sinking it in as a relieved gasp escaped her. He continued slowly as they merged together as one. He stayed still for a second while she shifted to get used to his size. He began stroking slowly, going in and out at a steady pace. The sensations from earlier were returning, and she began to raise her hips up to meet his thrusts, which sped up. Raising her legs over his shoulders, he held her hands to the mattress as their lovemaking intensified. Bolts of passion raced through her as his dominant strokes rocked her to the core. The orgasm that transpired was the most unbelievable force of power she’d ever experienced and more magnificent than she’d deemed possible.
Intertwining his hands in her hair, Bryce kissed her tenderly as their pace slowed to a comfortable one. She was still having aftershock tingles between her thighs.
“You made the most beautiful faces and music,” he said, nibbling her ear. “Can’t wait to see and hear it again.”
“If I have any left in me,” she answered breathlessly.
“I’m sure you do.”
And she did, over and over until he violently shook against her with a strong release of his own.
They lay together for a while in silence as their breathing returned to normal. He left her momentarily to bring her a bottle of water and turn the air conditioner up to full blast. He gathered Sydney in his arms, and she rested her head on his chest. Bryce’s embrace was the safest place on earth, and she never wanted to leave it.
He kissed her forehead. “Did you ever think in a million years you and I would be lying here naked and completely satisfied after round one of lovemaking?”
“No. Um...round one?”
Sitting up, he gave her a cocky grin. “You can’t handle another round?”
“What are you on? Viagra?” she teased.
He popped her butt and flipped her over, pinning her hands to the mattress. “Yep. You.”
She laughed and then surprised him by flipping him over. “I can go all night, Counselor!” She reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a gold-wrapped packet from the box.
“I don’t think your stamina can match mine.”
“Boy, please. I’ve chased down criminals for blocks. I’ll be fine.” She rolled the condom down on him and then eased herself onto him. He grabbed her hips, but she took his hands and held them to the mattress. “I’m on top. I’m in control.” She lowered her head and kissed his neck.
“For now,” he said, closing his eyes with a sensual moan as she bestowed kisses along his neckline.
The feel of him under her was invigorating, just like a motorcycle ride but even better. As she sped up, he grasped her hips, bringing her farther down onto him, causing loud moans to elicit from her. She stared down at him as a naughty grin crossed his face while he continuously drove her mad with his thrusts reaching up to meet hers. They climaxed together moments later. She fell on top of him, completely sated and drained.
“Damn, girl! You gonna have the hotel calling the police on us,” he teased, patting her bottom.
She sat up and rolled off him. “Was I that loud?” she whispered.
He laughed. “Now you want to be quiet. No, I’m just teasing. I love the fact you had a wonderful time and expressed yourself.” He reached up and tenderly stroked her face. “That was the whole idea.”
“I think you enjoyed yourself, as well,” she said, kissing the palm of his hand before staggering out of the bed. “I’m going to take a quick shower.”
“Can you walk straight?” he asked as she stumbled into the bathroom.
“I’m good,” she answered as upbeat as possible despite the fact that her entire body felt as if she’d exercised all day. However, it was well worth it.
Bryce strolled into the bathroom and headed toward the bathtub.
“Take a good warm soak in the tub.” He turned on the water and jets. “Afterward, I’ll give you a body massage.”
“Cool. You know what? You snatched me out of the meet and greet so fast I never had a chance to eat. Can we go grab a bite?”
“Can we compromise on room service?”
She eased herself into the tub as it filled up. “Room service is so overpriced, and they have the surchar...” She stopped as he stood there with an I-got-this expression.
He leaned over and kissed her deeply. “I’m going to take a quick shower and then order something from the menu.” He skipped out of the bathroom and reentered with the room service book. “Look through it and let me know what you want when I get out. Glance at the bottled wine selection, as well.”
An hour later, they sat on the couch, eating and sipping on red wine. She wore the shirt Bryce had on earlier that day unbuttoned while he lounged in one of the hotel’s thick terry cloth bathrobes that he’d ordered for both of them. She preferred to wear his shirt because she felt as if she were still in his warm embrace.
She dug her fork into the chicken parmesan dish while glancing back and forth at Bryce. He’d finished his steak and baked potato and sipped his wine as he watched her eat.
“You’re going to keep staring at me?” Heat rushed into her cheeks and she lowered her head. She couldn’t believe how he was gazing at her.
“Can’t help it. You’re beautiful and glowing.” His words were laced with sex, and she knew where they’d end up and it wasn’t in dreamland.
“Well, we did just have earth-shattering sex,” she answered, sipping her wine and scooting closer to him on the couch.
He reached out and pulled her onto his lap, kissing her tenderly. “That we did. Can’t wait until we do so again.”
He nuzzled her neck, and she giggled as his facial hair prickled along her skin. “We have the rest of the weekend.”
“And what about after the weekend?” he asked seriously, taking
a sip of his drink.
She tapped his hard pecs with her index finger. “What’s that Vegas saying?”
He’d seemed somewhat taken aback. “So you want to leave it here?”
“Sure...I mean, we’re obviously sexually attracted to each other, and it was definitely some type of wild, passionate journey to seduction on both our parts. However, don’t worry, I’m not one of those women who has sex with a man and reads something more into it. We’re having fun, and I know how to leave it here.”
He trailed his finger along her cheek. “Well...I guess we have three more nights full of fun and hot, wild sex. I may need to buy some more condoms.”
Sydney shook her head. “No need. I bought the exact same ones from the gift shop while you were in the business center.”
She stood and grabbed the tray of chocolate-covered strawberries with a bowl of whipped cream in the middle of them.
“Now...what are we going to do with these?”
Chapter 9
Sydney shot all the way up in the bed, but her head was heavy from a hangover, and she crashed back down against the fluffy pillows. Then she remembered she didn’t have much to drink the preceding night. Instead, she was hungover from Bryce. Reaching out to the other side of the bed, she felt nothing but empty space, but it was warm, which meant he hadn’t left too long ago. It was pitch-black in the room except one little slit between the curtains. She sat up again, this time slowly, and hopped out of the bed, making her way to peek outside. The sun was definitely out, and she was grateful for the room’s blackout curtains.
The bathroom door squeaked open, and she twirled to see Bryce in the doorway, beautifully naked, brushing his teeth. He was a fine specimen of a man with smooth mahogany skin that had moved along her caramel skin all night.
He held his index finger up and disappeared back into the bathroom. She trekked over toward him as he finished swishing and rinsing his mouth.