didn’t stand a chance at resisting his invasion. Into her body or into her heart. Okay, so he’d taken up residence there years ago and his memory had never left, even when she’d thought him gone.
Forever out of reach.
Overwhelming emotions—gratefulness, relief, joy, heartbreak, ecstasy—combined into a cocktail that had her drunk on the pleasure Bryce fed her.
He curled his digits, pumping them into her as he rubbed the front wall of her pussy, hitting a spot she hadn’t known she possessed. He triggered so many parts of her only he could reach, and in doing so granted her release.
Kaelyn shattered beneath the potent onslaught.
She came with great, wracking shudders that bordered on sobs.
Bryce allowed her to ride them out, maximizing the potential of each clench with the magic movements of his hands even as he stood to look her in the eye while she continued to unravel.
Before she could disintegrate fully, she reached for the top button of his jeans. The fabric strained beneath the pressure of his erection, which was clearly visible through the pants that conformed to every inch of his package and ass. Her thumb rubbed the wet spot at the top of the impressive bulge.
He raised a brow at her, monitoring her reaction. A hint of uncertainty crept into his gaze as he watched her fall apart. He brushed her fingers aside before they could curl over the waistband of his jeans and soak in his hard heat.
Then, to her horror, her gasps really did morph into blubbering. From the epic orgasm he’d given her or something else entirely, she couldn’t say.
Too much. She’d gone through too damn much today. Emotions flooded out of the cracks left behind in the wake of her physical shattering. His rejection of her untrained touch was the last straw. In a jerky motion, she tugged her hand free of Bryce’s and used it to cover her eyes. Facing him would be impossible now.
His fingers slipped from her still-spasming sheath as he pursued her.
“Hey.” He didn’t let her retreat very far. Instead he put his arms around her, treating her as if she were a fragile vase. So different from the authority of his passionate touch, which she’d experienced just moments ago. She hated the change.
Thrashing, she tried to break away. He refused to let her budge.
“Calm down, Kae. I don’t want you busting your ass off this counter. It’s okay. I’ve got you. And you don’t have to…you know…reciprocate. I only wanted to give you something. A little peace. Something good after everything bad that happened. All right?”
She pressed her face to the crook of his neck and bawled.
“Okay, shit, more like I had to do it. I needed to taste you, Kae. I’m sorry if it was too much, too soon. You’ve had a hell of a week. I shouldn’t have pushed you like that, lady.” He kept rambling apologies that she couldn’t communicate to him were unnecessary through her tears.
Couldn’t he tell how much he’d given her?
Fear and anxiety bled from her like poison streaming from a wound.
His generous caring cleansed her.
“It was p-perfect.” She hiccupped as she finally got the strength to grant him some reassurance. “It’s just. A lot. Everything. Different. New.”
“What do you mean new ?” He would have to latch onto that, wouldn’t he?
She didn’t respond right away. Her spine straightened and she pushed back from him a bit.
“Kae, answer me.” The stern request sent another shock through her system. “You said you weren’t a virgin.”
Calm down, already, would you? she scolded her body.
“I’m not. I’ve had sex before.” She considered fudging. How could she when she’d settle for nothing but the pure truth from him anymore? “But I’ve never felt anything like that before.”
“Like what?” The smarmy grin tugging at his glistening lips tempted her recent resolve. She cleared her throat and attempted to repay him for the rapture he’d gifted her with. This time the heat staining her