Going for Gold

by Ivy Smoak

He walked back over to me. There was a fire in his eyes that hadn't been there before.

  "I'm doing what I should have done in Brazil." He grabbed my ass and lifted me up. I instinctively wrapped my legs around him as his lips met mine.

  And there it was again. That spark that made my knees feel weak and my heart beat fast. I grabbed the back of his head, deepening the kiss. He missed me just as much as I missed him.

  But we had made out in Brazil a lot. That couldn't be what he was talking about.

  As if answering my thoughts, he pushed the bottom of my tank top up. His palms felt hot against my skin.

  I pulled my face away from his and watched his Adam's apple rise and fall.

  "Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked.

  "Alina, I've never wanted something so badly in my life." There wasn't a single doubt in his voice or in the way he was looking at me.

  I wasn't sure how I deserved him. But I was never going to question his feelings again. He wanted me despite everything. And I had never stopped wanting him. I grabbed the hem of my tank top and pulled it over my head. His eyes fell to my breasts. I wasn't wearing a nice push up bra like I had during my performance, but he was looking at me like I was his favorite thing in the world.

  He immediately grabbed his shirt by the collar and pulled it off, revealing his perfectly sculpted torso. I vowed to memorize each contour of his muscles. I vowed to memorize every inch of him.

  He grabbed my waist and pulled me to the edge of the counter, kissing me again. And this time there wasn't just want there, there was need. He needed me just as much as I needed him.

  He unhooked my bra in one fluid movement and looked down as he slowly pulled it off my arms.

  "You're so beautiful, Alina."

  After days of thinking I was the most disgusting person on the planet, his words were music to my ears.

  He leaned down and kissed the side of my neck as his hand slid up my thigh. Each inch his fingers moved up, the wetter I became. I had been wanting him ever since I first saw him in the men's locker room. He lightly kissed my collarbone.

  A moan immediately escaped my lips.

  I felt him smile against my skin as he kissed down the front of my chest. He took my nipple in his mouth, gently biting down on it.

  Fuck.

  His fingers traced the bottom of my cutoff jean shorts, teasing me. Another moan escaped my lips as his fingers slid slightly under the fabric. He pressed the center of my chest, making me lean back on to my elbows.

  He released my nipple and left a trail of kissed down my stomach as he massaged my left breast with his hand.

  "Bryce," I moaned. My whole body felt alive. Every time his lips touched my skin, I got even more aroused.

  "You have no idea how long I've wanted to hear you say my name like that." He easily unbuttoned my jean shorts and hooked his fingers in the belt loops.

  I immediately lifted my hips. He pulled off my shorts and thong, letting them slowly fall down my legs. He kissed the inside of my knee and made a torturous ascent of kisses up my thigh. His fingers trailed up the inside of my other thigh.

  I spread my thighs wide. I needed him right that second.

  He stopped right where I needed him most. I could feel his hot breath between my thighs.

  "I'm trying to savor this moment," he said. His voice was low and husky. "But if I don't taste you right now, I'm going to lose my fucking mind."

  Holy shit.

  His warm tongue thrust deep inside of me.

  "Bryce," I moaned. My hips rose to meet him. He pushed down on my thighs to hold me in place and spread my legs even wider.

  His tongue swirled around inside of me. It was like I was his favorite dessert in the world and he couldn't get enough.

  My head dipped back as he devoured me. That's what it felt like. Like he was completely devouring me.

  His nose brushed against my clit as he thrust his tongue even deeper.

  And I shattered. Completely. I wasn't sure I had ever orgasmed so fast in my life.

  I grabbed the back of his head to keep him in place. But clearly he had no intention of stopping. His tongue continued to lap up my juices, somehow transforming me from just orgasming to feeling like I could again at any moment.

  His lips moved to my clit and he sucked hard.

  I moaned again. It was like it was his mission to make me come more times than eight men had.

  His hand traced up my thigh, making my whole body tingle. He sucked on my clit again as his finger filled the void that his tongue had left.

  "Fuck, you're still so tight."

  Still? Oh God. But my guilt evaporated as his lips found my clit again. Another one of his fingers quickly joined in. He pumped his hand in a rhythm that matched his tongue encircling my clit.

  All I could think about was the building pressure in my stomach.

  He curved his fingers, hitting a spot that not even Python had found.

  "Bryce!" God! I closed my eyes as another orgasm washed over me.

  He gently kissed my clit and pulled his fingers out of me. "I love when you say my name like that." He kissed the inside of my thigh and looked up at me. "And I love the way you taste." He slid his fingers that had been inside of me into his mouth.

  Holy shit. I wanted him to know how I was feeling. I sat up and slid off the counter. He looked down at me as I slid my hands down the contours of his abs. Watching his Adam's apple rise and fall was the sexiest thing in the world. I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his boxers down with them. I tore my eyes away from his and looked down at his cock.

  Chapter 57

  Bryce

  A smile formed on Alina's face. "I should have known you were the biggest one out there."

  "I'm pretty sure Python had me beat by an inch or two."

  "That doesn't count. That was more like a baseball bat than a penis. One time with that was quite enough." Alina dropped to her knees and locked eyes with me as she licked the length of my cock. Then she wrapped her soft lips around it and started bobbing up and down.

  "Alina, you should..." I was going to tell her that she should let me fuck her before I cum, but she interrupted me by pushing my cock against the back of her throat. "Fuck," I moaned.

  I grabbed a fistful of her hair. For a second it was tempting to fuck her face, but there was something I wanted to do much more than that. I pulled her head back.

  "You better stop before you make me cum in your mouth," I said.

  She smiled. "I don't mind." She took me into her mouth again.

  "But I'm going to lose my mind if I don't fuck you right now."

  "Even better," she said.

  I reached into my pants on the ground and pulled out a condom, but Alina grabbed it and threw it across the bakery.

  "No condom," she said. "I'm on birth control. And I got tested for STDs after..."

  "I know. Tim had screened them to make sure they were STD free."

  "I want you to cum inside of me. It'll be my first time. For that."

  "Mine too." Wow. I had never had sex without a condom, much less cum inside a girl. "I guess I better make it memorable then." I grabbed Alina's hand and helped her to her feet. I took a second to admire the full beauty of her body. Her long blonde hair, her big brown eyes, her tiny little waist, her big soft tits, and best of all, her perfect volleyball ass. If I could create the perfect woman, it would be her. "God, you're beautiful," I said.

  Chapter 58

  Alina

  I started to blush. Bryce was looking at my body so intently. And he thought I was perfect.

  I stood on my tiptoes and kissed him while my hand gravitated to his cock. He grabbed my ass and lifted me up, wrapping my thighs around his waist.

  I laced my fingers behind his neck as he turned around and pressed my back against the cold steel of the refrigerator.

  It felt like I had been waiting all my life for this moment.

  "Alina, I was made for loving you."

  I moaned as
he slowly slid his length inside of me. He silenced my moan with a kiss. Soft and gentle like his strokes.

  He wasn't fucking me. He was making love to me. No one had ever done this to me either. No one had ever loved me before. The realization made my whole body feel warm. Or maybe it was just the feeling of another impending orgasm.

  I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist as he slowly thrust in and out of me. And I respected the fact that he was a disciplined athlete. Because this wasn't a sprint. This was a fucking marathon.

  He pushed my thighs farther apart, thrusting deep inside of me.

  "Bryce," I moaned. I ran my hands down the muscles on his back, savoring every second of this moment, as the intensity started to build. All I could focus on was the friction inside of me and how complete I felt in that moment.

  He pulled my hands off of him and intertwined his fingers in mine, pressing the backs of my hands against the cold steel of the refrigerator.

  I wasn't sure how much more I could take. His lips moved to the side of my neck as his hips began to move faster. I could feel my ass banging against the fridge as I grew closer and closer to the tipping point.

  "Come for me, Alina," he whispered in my ear and lightly bit my earlobe.

  And just like that, I lost control. "Bryce!" It was the most mind-blowing one yet. I felt my toes curl. "Oh God, Bryce!" It was everything I had ever imagined. He was absolutely right. He was made for loving me. And I was made for loving him.

  He pressed my hands more firmly against the refrigerator. "Alina," he groaned.

  I felt his hot cum shoot up inside of me, filling me completely. I had never felt so full in my life. It was like every happy emotion crashed down on me. Love, joy, bliss. I never wanted to let go of this feeling.

  He must have felt the same because he groaned and my back slowly slid down the refrigerator as he kneeled down, still buried deep inside of me.

  "Bryce, that was..." my voice trailed off.

  "Incredible." He pressed his forehead against mine. We were both quiet, listening to each other catch our breath, savoring the feeling.

  "I was just hoping that I could make you forget all about how much you love big black cock."

  "Oh God." I put my arm in front of my eyes.

  "Too soon?" He laughed and pulled my arm away from my face.

  "Bryce, the only thing I love is you." I immediately blushed. It was the first time that I had said it to him face to face.

  He smiled and grabbed both sides of my face in his hands. "I know it's fast and crazy, but I'm never, ever going to delay anything with you ever again. I love you too, Alina."

  He slowly pulled out of me, but I didn't feel empty. Bryce loves me. Bryce Walker is in love with me!

  "I love you so much." I could feel the tears coming to my eyes.

  "Why are you crying?" He pulled my face against his chest.

  "I thought I had lost you. I never felt so alone in my life." I breathed in his cologne. I was wrong before. The bakery wasn't my favorite scent in the world, Bryce was.

  "Alina, you'll never be alone again." His fingers combed through my hair. "I'll never let you go."

  I pulled back and shook my head. "I can't ask you to deal with all of this. I don't know when everything is going to settle down. I'm such an embarrassment."

  He laughed. "Do you know how much every guy in the world wishes you were his?"

  "I don't think that's true."

  "It is true. And I'm the lucky one." He grabbed my waist and pulled me in close. "Because you're all mine."

  All his? I smiled. "I love the sound of that."

  "I hope so, because I'm never sharing you again. Whatever backlash you're going through, we can go through it together. You're not alone, Alina."

  "Except for when you go back to Pasadena."

  He stood up and pulled me to my feet. "I want to show you something." He grabbed his pants off the ground and pulled them on.

  "What are you showing me?"

  "The apartment I'm renting down the street from here."

  "You got a place here?" He's moving here for me? I started to get dressed.

  "I told you I wasn't going to move slow anymore. I meant it. I don't want to live across the country from you. And I'm not planning on going anywhere without you ever again." He smiled as he grabbed a brigadeiro off the pan and popped it into his mouth.

  "What do you think?"

  He finished chewing. "I knew there was a reason I fell for you so quickly. These are amazing."

  I laughed. I grabbed a container from under the counter and put the rest of the brigadeiros in it. I placed the last one in and closed the lid. These were officially the last thing I'd ever make here. I could feel the tears biting my eyes.

  "It's going to be alright." Bryce said and slipped his hand into mine.

  I looked up at him. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that it wouldn't be. Now that I had him? We could figure it out together. My hand in his made me feel safe and whole. He was all I needed. I could live without the bakery. "I know."

  His fingers tightened around mine and he led me toward the door.

  I turned around to get one last look at the bakery I had grown up in. Before whatever horrible owner swooped in tomorrow and changed everything.

  "I know what you need," Bryce said.

  I looked up at him.

  "Cheer up sex."

  I laughed. "I don't think that's a thing. I've heard of makeup sex, but not cheer up sex."

  "Trust me, it's a thing."

  "But we just..."

  "Oh, that's not a problem. I hope you're ready for a fun night." He grabbed my waist and lifted me over his shoulder.

  "Bryce!" I laughed as the door to the bakery closed behind us with a thud.

  Chapter 59

  Alina

  I slowly opened my eyes. For a moment I thought it had all been a dream. But my head was definitely pressed against Bryce's chest. It wasn't a dream. I breathed in his heavenly scent and listened to his steady heartbeat. If it had been a dream, it really would have been more of a fantasy than anything else.

  It was tempting to close my eyes again and fall back asleep, but I was too giddy. He's really here. I wanted to kiss every inch of his perfect body. But I didn't want to wake him up. I tried to focus on how secure I felt with his arms wrapped around me. I had no idea what the future held, but I knew I wanted to wake up every morning intertwined with him. Maybe I was being naive. Bryce seemed just as eager to be with me as I was to be with him, though.

  I looked up at his face. He looked like he was sleeping so peacefully. I couldn't believe everything he had been through in the past few weeks. And he had kept me out of the loop to protect me. He was trying to keep me safe. Because he loves me. Bryce Walker loves me.

  I couldn't resist touching him anymore. I reached up and ran my palm across the scruff on his chiseled jaw line. God, he's so sexy.

  Bryce groaned in his sleep.

  I didn't bother moving my hand.

  He slowly opened his eyes and smiled. "Are you watching me sleep?"

  I shrugged. "Maybe."

  He laughed and rolled over on top of me, pinning me to the mattress.

  "I really like waking up next to you."

  He smiled and ran his hand down my back until he was grabbing my ass. "I love waking up next to you, Alina." He kissed the side of my neck.

  "Is this place really yours?" For some reason I had this fear that he was going to say, "Just kidding," and hop on a plane and leave forever. This apartment was really nice. I knew how expensive real-estate was on this street. That was part of the reason why I couldn't afford to keep the bakery without the money for winning gold.

  He kissed the side of my neck again and rolled onto his back, pulling me on top of him.

  I loved the feeling of his muscles beneath me.

  "Actually, I was hoping to talk to you about that," he said.

  I swallowed hard. I shouldn't have said anything. I should have just savored th
is moment. "You're not staying?" Of course he's not staying. I tried to sit up, but he grabbed my waist.

  "Alina." He smiled as he reached up and tucked a lose strand of hair behind my ear. "Of course I'm staying. What I was hoping was that you'd want to stay here with me."

  I looked into his blue eyes. The way he was looking at me made me feel warm and fuzzy. "Are you asking me to move in with you?"

  "Too fast and crazy?"

  I pressed my lips together and shook my head. If I let him see the huge grin I was holding back, he'd think I was a lunatic.

  "So, is that a yes?"

  "But I don't have a job. I don't even know what I want to do."

  "And I don't know what I want to do either. Maybe we can figure that out together."

  The smile that I was trying to hold back was escaping. Before he had walked into the bakery, it felt like my life was over. And now it felt like it was just beginning.

  "I love your smile."

  His words just made me smile even more. "I think I like fast and crazy."

  "So that's a yes?"

  I nodded my head.

  "And just so we're 100 percent on the same page here, I want to be exclusive. So, no more gangbangs."

  I winced and laughed at the same time. "I swear that was just a onetime thing."

  "I just wanted to make sure."

  I lightly shoved his shoulder. "Let me make you the best breakfast of your life to help make up for it." I climbed off his lap and grabbed the clothes that I had been wearing yesterday.

  He sat up in bed and watched me get dressed. "Yeah, I could get used to this."

  I smiled at him and walked out of his bedroom. It looked like the apartment had been recently remodeled, especially the kitchen. Dark wooden cabinets and marble countertops, topped off with brand new stainless steel appliances. I hoped he didn't use too much of his gold medal winnings on this place. He said it was for Em's college tuition.

  I opened up the fridge. It was completely empty except for a case of water bottles.

  "I literally don't have anything to eat in there," Bryce said.

  I looked over my shoulder and watched him walk into the kitchen. He was pulling a T-shirt over his head. I could definitely get used to this too. I smiled to myself. "I can't exactly make anything out of water. Except boiling water."