EroticReverie

Bryce

Back inside the reception after fixing my zipper I just watch her like a hawk. Tonight , I would have Layla Loxley. There was no doubt in my mind that tonight we were going to tear the fucking hotel room apart like god damn animals. Fuck, I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want her and my dick is fucking having trouble staying fucking tamed the more I watch her. 

They do bride and groom dances and I watch as Jess and Laylas grandmother dance with my brother and puts her hands on his ass. The look of his wide eyes has onlookers laughing and me as well.  

I watch Layla as she dances with her sister to the slow song , both of them talking to one another and laughing at their grandmother beside them with her wrinkled old hands feeling up my brothers ass. 

I get in line to dance with Jess and watch Layla  switch out from dancing with her sister as the next person in line puts a five in the jar and steps up to dance with Jess. 

I watch Layla from the line on the opposite side of the dance floor and watch her talk with other women in the line and I catch her eyes and she smirks slightly at me and then looks back to the woman she’s talking to. 

When it’s my turn to dance with Jess , I drop a twenty into the jar and take my turn and place one hand on her waist gently and then take my other hand , grabbing hers as we start to step side to side as we turn around slowly to the music. 

“Just so you know, I told your brother to stay out of it. And also just so you know, if you hurt my little sister I will murder you. And I’d really like to NOT murder my new husbands brothers, so if you could just NOT hurt her. I’d appreciate it. My marriage and future children thank you in advance” Jess says and I can’t help but smile. Her and her sister were so alike in most ways, but their loyalty to one another , the way they looked out for each other all the time and worried about one another was unmatched among siblings. 

“I’ll only hurt her if she asks me to, if you know what I mean” I say and give a playful wink and she just laughs slightly and shakes her head. 

“You have to be the most patient guy I know Bryce , how many years have you waited for her now?” She cocks her brow.

I just smile. “Too long” 

“She’s difficult Bryce. She’s going to challenge you every damn day, so if you’re not ready for that-“

“I’m ready” I cut her off. “Been ready. I know Layla is a force to be reckoned with , and that’s one of the many reasons I’ve always wanted her” I say and she smiles and nods approvingly. 

She sighs a moment later. “Honestly, you might be the only person I know of that can handle her”

I smile. “That’s what I told her”

She laughs. 

“So you’re ready to settle down? You’re not just looking for a fling with her? Because I’ve never seen her as miserable as she’s been since the trip. She thinks she hid it well enough, for my sake , but she doesn’t just want a night of fun Bryce, I can tell she has more then lust invested in you” she says and I nod. 

“We’ve both sowed our oats so to speak, we’re one in the same on that front, and if it’s with her, then yeah, I’m so fucking ready” I say and she smiles. 

“I’ll have her in one of these white dresses in no time” I say of her wedding gown and she laughs. 

“There’s really nobody I’d choose for the two of you to be with other than each other. I’m just glad you’ve both pulled your heads out of your asses and realized it. Maybe we should’ve stuck you two on a mountain together sooner” she says and I smile. 

She was right. We’ve wasted years ignoring our banter and “hate” for one another for what it truly was.  I’ve loved that fucking girl for too damn long. 

“Thanks for the talk and the dance” I say as the DJ announces to switch and I hug Jess and move out of the way for the next person. 

Layla is up next to dance with my brother and I just pray he keeps he damn mouth shut like his very smart new wife has told him to. 

———

Layla 

I smile at Carl as I step up and take his hand to dance with him after dropping a ten in the jar. 

“And where may I ask did your date disappear to?” He asks with a slightly cocked brow and suspicious look on his face. 

I screw my lips to the side. 

“Let me guess, a certain someone scared him off” he sighs. “I’m sorry Layla, I told him to leave you alone” 

I shake my head. “It’s fine. We’re not meant to leave each other alone.” I say and he lifts his brows slightly. 

“I’m sorry for putting stress on you and Jess by getting involved with him at the lodge” I say. 

“I’m just worried about you Layla, I know my brother, you know my brother, and I love him, but I just don’t want him causing problems. I know he’s been after you for as long as I’ve been with Jess, but still”

“He hasn’t been after me” I laugh. 

Carl shoots me a look as if I’m crazy. 

“Are you serious? Do you really not know how long he’s been into you? The guy talks about you more than any girl he’s ever dated. Anytime I would bring Jess with me to a family

Thing, he’d ask me to tell her to bring you, anytime he tagged along when you came along with Jess, was because he’d drop whatever it was he was supposed to be doing if he found out you’d be there” he says and I blush slightly. 

“Yeah so he could annoy me” I say. And he laughs. 

“Because while he may be mister suave and mister master of game with other women, he never knew how to act around you. You’ve always made him nervous. You’ve always turned your nose up at his lame “game” and never let him off the hook, always called him out.” He says and I shrug. 

“If he fucks this up. Me and Jess will BOTH kill him” Carl says and I smile. 

“I know. But not if I do first” I say and he laughs and nods. 

“Fair enough” he says and then a hand slips onto my back making me turn. 

“You already got one sister. This one’s mine” Bryce says and I roll my eyes as Carl laughs and steps aside , letting Bryce take me away. 

I let him take my hand and lead me away from the center of the dance floor towards the edge where other people are slow dancing together and I let him lift my hands up to his neck and I lick my fingers behind his neck and look up at him as he smiles down at me. 

“You do know that If you fuck up im going to murder you right?” I ask and he smiles a bit more. The corner of his mouth lifting higher as he nods. 

“That’s fine. But I don’t plan on you needing to get a mug shot, although you’d probably look hot in one of those orange prison suits” he says and I flutter my lashes with a roll of my eyes. 

“Yeah, we’re definitely going to role play with you being the sexy prison inmate and me your jailer” he says and I give a little smirk, because letting Bryce handcuff me was a pretty nice visual. 

“That’s if I ever let you have sex with me” I tease, both of us knowing I’m damn well full of shit. 

“I’ll gladly spend the rest of my life trying to get into your pants Little Loxley” he says and I let out a little laugh. 

“As long as I get to look at this face” he says. “Then I’m all set” 

My heart pumps harder and god damn him for constantly talking about his love of my face. It made my steel walls melt every god damn time. 

“You are so fucking beautiful” he says with a sigh and then lifts a hand to my face and I swallow hard.  

If I’d left any other man with their cock as hard as I’d left Bryce’s out in that gazebo, they’d be bitching and whining and like a little kid. Complaining about blue balls or something stupid. But Bryce was sitting here looking at me as if the last thing on his mind was getting me into bed. Even though I knew the thought was swimming rampantly in both of our minds. But I bet if I made the man wait days more, weeks more, even months…I believed that he’d wait for me. Let me torture him and make me him have the worlds longest case of blue balls known to man. 

“What are you thinking about?” He asks as he strokes my cheek with his thumb.

“How long I can withhold sex just to watch you suffer” I say and he laughs.

“And how long is my sentence looking?” He asks and kisses my nose. I scrunch it. So not used to him being sweet still. 

“Guess we’ll see , won’t we?” I say. 

He smiles at me and brings his mouth to my ear. 

“Anything I can do to make sure we’re tearing each other apart and destroying the hotel room tonight?” He asks and I inhale at the thought of us fucking on every surface of the room. 

“Shut up” is all I can say and he hums.

“Maybe I should just keep talking about how badly I want to fuck your pretty pussy again the wall Loxley , how I want to fuck your pretty body into the mattress and bend you over the bed and pull this pretty hair of yours while I take what’s mine” he whispers and slips his hand into the nap of my hair and grips it gently and i whimper. He was not playing fair. 

“Bryce” I say his name as a warning but it comes out as the sound of a plea for him to have fucking mercy on me. 

“How I’m going to bend you over the dresser and watch your pretty little face in the mirror while I put my dick deep inside my girls sexy fucking cunt” he whispers and I clutch at his tux jacket. 

“So I’m your girl?” I say on a whisper. 

“Yes. And you have been. For fucking years” he whispers. 

“And I’m sick of waiting , sick of wasting time on and fucking women that aren’t you” he says and his other arm pulls me closer. 

“You’re mine now Little Loxley, and we ARE going to fuck tonight. Because I know that pussy can’t wait another fucking day, and as soon as this reception is over I’m taking you to my fucking room and claiming every fucking inch of you”