Jaded (Jaded #1)

Classic Corrigan and as his jaw tightened, Bryce had hit the bulls-eye.

“Oh come on, Corrigan. How are you expecting to make a better impression over that?” I laughed.

The charm was back when he replied, “I’ve got a few tricks.”

I narrowed my eyes and then rolled my eyes. Corrigan was in one of his moods and I lacked the energy to play his game.

Bryce studied for a moment longer and then decided the same as me. Corrigan would do what he always did.

“Come on. I’m ready to go back. How about you two?” Corrigan stood up and waited.

I did have three cars at my beck and call. Mine, plus my parent’s. They didn’t need them in Europe or wherever they were.

Bryce watched me. I turned to him and we both shared a wolfish grin.

I dug my keys out and chucked them to Corrigan.

“Crash her and you pay for her,” I warned and he sent a suggestive leer at us before he jiggled the keys.

“Thanks, Sheldon. Feel free to tape it so I can watch later,” Corrigan called over his shoulder as he jogged up the stairs and out the door.

Bryce watched me, trying to gauge me.

He always did this too.

Sighing, I uncurled my legs and stood. As I stretched gracefully, Bryce enjoyed the show with a half-grin curling at his mouth. I bent forward, holding his gaze intently, and reached for his plate. I grabbed my own and then traipsed up the stairs.

Bryce followed as I placed the dishes in the sink and proceeded upstairs to my room.

I left the door open and fell on my bed as Bryce followed inside.

“When are your parents coming back?” he asked as he pulled his shirt off. My eyes traveled over his muscular chest and stomach.

“They’re in Italy and won’t be home until Thanksgiving,” I murmured, huskily, as I knelt on the bed. “Between you and me, I don’t even think they’ll be back by then.”

Bryce left the door open since my room could get stuffy and moved closer to me.

“You told me they’d be back this weekend. I remember,” Bryce stepped closer and closed his eyes when I slid my hand down his chest. I hooked a finger on the inside of his pants and he said hoarsely, “because that was your excuse for my party on Friday.”

I unsnapped the front button and slid the zipper down.

I pulled him down on top of me and whispered, closing my eyes as his hand started his own exploration, “Maybe I just didn’t want to go and see you hit on all those other girls.”

“Baby.” Bryce rolled me underneath him and propped himself up on one elbow.

I opened my eyes and held his sapphire ones.

He bent forward and pressed a kiss to my jaw when he murmured, soothingly, “You’re always my first choice. You know that, don’t you?”

In truth, I hadn’t gone because we’d had a ‘near emotion’ event that day. That’s what Corrigan called them when I witnessed a cheerleader pawing the front of Bryce’s pants that afternoon. Bryce hadn’t known I was around, but my jaw clenched and I turned away.

Corrigan had shaken his head when I left down the opposite hallway and out the door.

The sight of a girl mauling Bryce wasn’t anything new, but the sight of Bryce enjoying it had cut deeper than I wanted to acknowledge. I begged off the party and my excuse had been weak. At the time, Bryce registered the feeble excuse with a flicker in his eyes, but he hadn’t said anything.

I entwined a hand around the back of his neck and pulled his head to mine.

Against his lips, I whispered, as I twisted one of my legs over his, “I better damn well be.”

Bryce smirked once before he captured my lips with his and his full weight fell on me.

Moments later, both of us were panting as the rest of our clothes followed to the floor and Bryce gasped, “Condom.”

“Usual place,” I whispered against his skin as I stayed wrapped around him.

Bryce groaned and I pressed against him.

We hadn’t been together all weekend.

“Baby,” he grunted. “I have to go. Condom, now.”

The haze disappeared enough for me to remember the importance of that little piece of rubber and I let go. Bryce was off the bed in a flash and he grabbed a condom from my dresser drawer. He met my lips when he returned and it didn’t take long before the condom was applied and Bryce rolled me underneath once more.

He slid in and both of us groaned in pleasure.

As the tempo sped up, slowly, Bryce continued to kiss just underneath my ear. It was one of my spots that he’d discovered early on.

I tilted my head back, ran a hand down his back, and moved to meet his lips with mine.

I knew that was something he liked.

He groaned into my mouth and increased his thrusts.

After awhile, both of us just held on as we climaxed together and our bodies shuddered. We stayed put, wrapped around each other with Bryce still inside of me until our bodies had stopped convulsing.