Caution
It had been a while since Bryce had confessed to (Y/N). And it was amazing, and he was glad he did. One thing that did cross his mind, however, was when they would begin to get more, physical. Like when they would sleep together, cuddle, and possibly... sex?
Bryce was a sweet, kind, and passionate guy. But he was still a guy, and it had been about six months. He wanted (Y/N) so bad, but he didn't want to push it or even bring it up. It would be dreadful if he was ever was to be considered or compared to any of (Y/N)s past boyfriends.
But at least he could see (Y/N) everyday, which was more than most of his and (Y/N)s friends could say. Which was something Bryce made sure to do, (Y/N) always worked the same days and shift. So it is easy to meet up with her. Since every day around that time the inside was empty.
Bryce had walked into the restaurant and waved at the familiar faces behind the counter as they chilled before the next rush. He walked to the back where he already saw (Y/N) cleaning some tables. And he couldn't help but admire her figure.
How her pants shaped her legs just right, as well as her plump and firm looking ars. Her shirt was always tucked in, and that just shaped her hour-glass figure. Bryce blushed as she was leaning over a table. He had a incredible view.
No Bryce. Stop that.
He shook his head as he cleared his throat. "Hey there beautiful." He smiled as she turned around.
"Hey Brycey. I'll be finished here in a bit." She smiled at him and wrapped her arms around him for a moment before pulling away. "Just have the kids bathroom the clean, and I'll be finished." Bryce nodded as he already knew the routine. He went to sit at a table as he waited. That's when his mind began to wonder.
Of all the things he could do to her. To (Y/N). When they are his house. Or hers. Heck, as much time as she spends at her job, he could even imagine things here. But try as he must, he could not shake those thoughts. Or even hide a little problem he began to have because of it. He groaned lightly. He could hurry to the front bathroom. But people might see. And he didn't think that thinking of other things would make it go away. He looked towards the restroom that (Y/N) was in. He couldn't. He couldn't.
But you could Bryce. Just go for it.
Bryce shook his head. Wondering why his own mind was turning against him. But it was then that he had decided.
He stood up and made his way to (Y/N). He stepped inside and closed the door locking it. (Y/N) had turned around startled.
"What are you-" Bryce cut her off by placing his lips onto hers. She obviously kissed him back. But when she went to pull away, Bryce wrapped a possessive arm around her, pulling her back into this kiss.
When he finally did pull away, (Y/N) looked at him with confusion. To be met with her answer of his eyes being filled with a type of want. Not lust, but just a need. She smiled as she wrapped her arms around Bryce and nodded.
"It's ok you know. You don't have to be all holding back."
"I don't plan to." Was all Bryce could manage before he let himself turn over a new.
He kissed her again as he unbuttoned her pants and unzipped them. He pulled her shirt up and over her as she did the same for him. He instantly went for her neck as she continued down to his pants.
(Y/N) moaned as he had kissed and sucked on just the right spot. She reached into Bryces pants where she grabbed ahold of his member. He moaned into her neck as he thrusted his hips into her hand. It felt amazing. But it was yet to get better. Bryce kissed down (Y/N)s chest. Pulling her bra over her head, he couldn't wait as he brought one of her beautiful tits into his mouth. For good cause to as she moaned louder. (Y/N) in one hand began to pump around Bryce. She noticed that he was averagely thick, but he was indeed longer than anyone else she had ever been with. Which made her wet just thinking about it.
As Bryce pulled away from (Y/N), he began to move her onto the sink. Where she hoped up and pulled off her pants and socks.
"You are so damn beautiful (Y/N)." Bryce said as he pulled off his pants along with his boxers. He kissed down her stomach and knelt in front of (Y/N). She looked down at him as her fingers were already rubbing her slit. Which Bryce saw as sexy as hell. He began to rub her slit himself. She turned into a moaning mess in front of him. She retreated her hand to cover her mouth. But Bryce pulled her hand away.
"No, (Y/N)," he said in a husky voice, "I want to hear you clearly." (Y/N) nodded as Bryce had pulled her panties off of her. He noticed how wet she was. "Heh, such little whore, I haven't don't much but you are so wet." With that Bryce cover his mouth looking up at (Y/N). He did not just say that right?
(Y/N) didn't seem to mind as she has her eyes half closed and was panting. "Because you turn me on Bryce. Please touch me more."
Bryce nodded as he leaned forward and licked her clit. She moaned. His fingers began to stroke her slit slowly. She moaned even more. "Do it Bryce!" He smirked against her clit as he pulled away.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear a please, (Y/N)." He looked up at her with a smirk as his thumb moved to press and rub her clit.
"Oh please Bryce do something to me! Do more! I want more Bryce, please!"
Bryce smiled as he was satisfied. He inserted his long and slender finger into her. She was tight around him, but he didn't mind. He simply inserted another finger into her. As he began to move them in and out of her.
"Bryce!"
"Oh you turn me on so much (Y/N)." He said as he pulled away. He looked at her as he noticed a little bit of (Y/N)s juices on the counter. He watched as her facial expression was better than he had imagined. He grabbed her hand and turned her around bending her over. "Look at the mess you made (Y/N). Look at yourself. Look at where you are (Y/N). Such a lewd girl you are for letting yourself do this." Bryce grabbed (Y/N)s hair and made her look at the mirror.
(Y/N) was enjoying every bit of this. She never expected Bryce to come onto her like this ever, much less do all of this and what seemed like more. She noticed Bryces look in the mirror. He was darker somehow. His eyes were now full of want. Which was pure lust. She smirked at him as she perked her ars out.
"Oh Brycey please touch me more. I need it. I need you."
That was enough to send Bryce over as he pushed into (Y/N). She moaned out as she held herself up. Bryce began to pound into her as he forced her to look and watch herself being fuck. Bryce knew he enjoyed it.
It wasn't long until they both came. The only thing that Bryce knew he regretted was coming and making more of a mess for them to clean up.
As they finished getting dressed and finished up cleaning, (Y/N) grabbed Bryces hand.
"I will be sure to look forward to this happening more often." She smiled at him as he lead her to his car.
"I won't disappoint (Y/N)."
