I ran to the bathroom when 5:30 came around, and then ran to the elevator and out the lobby door to find Bryce, waiting as promised. I hopped into the car, and heved a sigh. "Drive!" I told him. "We have to find somewhere else..." He knew what I meant, and apparently had somewhere in mind as he sped off. His hand found its way to my thigh, squeezing gently as it slid higher, towards my hips. When his fingers brushed the crotch of my pants, I gasped, not expecting the sudden rush of wetness between my legs. He glanced at me, looking worried for a moment, I just blushed. "Keep going, I just want you..."
Instead of finding somewhere for us to park so we could hop into the back seat (which he'd set flat and covered with a blanket as he'd suggested earlier), Bryce drove to his apartment (or so I assumed). He ran over the curb in his haste, but neither of us cared at that point. We both desperately needed to be naked and in a bed. He couldn't keep his hands from shaking, so I had to take his keys and open the door for him. Once it was open he took his keys back, shoving them in his pocket as he took my hand with his free one and led me up the stairs.
We didn't quite make it all the way into his bedroom, ending up in the doorway as our lips met hungrily. His hands were all over me, driving me crazy as he groped at every inch of me, trying to hold every curve at once. I undid his belt for the second time today, his pants falling to the ground without its support. My fingers started on the buttons of his shirt as he undid my slacks, shoving them off and placing his hand on top of my underwear... and sliding it between my legs.
I moaned, lurching into him as I lost my balance. Instead of letting me recover he rubbed faster, and I had to catch hold of his shoulders to keep myself from falling over. "Bryce... please!" I groaned, wanting him so desperately my body was unable to move. He reluctantly stopped, taking off my shirt instead. His hands fumbled with my bra so I did it for him, sliding it off as his hands went to my chest, using this to guide me backwards into his bed.
When I felt the mattress at the back of my knees I let myself collapse, grabbing his shoulders to pull him with me. He gladly fell atop me, lips leaving mine to kiss a line down my neck, down my collarbone to my breast, making me shudder and start moaning again as his lips found my nipple. He eagerly massaged both my breasts while he suckled at one, glancing up to grin lustily at me before switching to suckle at the other. I had to push his hands away to keep from losing it completely. I had a feeling he'd be stuck if I didn't stop him, and then I'd never get him between my legs!
Pushing his hands down to the elastic of my underwear he got the point, hooking fingers into my underwear and pulling as I raised my hips off the bed slightly. As his hands finished sliding my panties off hips lips started kissing my bellybutton, trailing lower until he reached the shaved folds that had so surprised him last Friday. I shrieked when he extended his tongue, pushing it between my folds and gently separating the lips as he drew his head downwards. I had to grab handfulls of his sheets to keep myself under some control I wanted him so badly. "Bryyyyyyce..." I moaned with what strength I had left.
His buttons went flying as he ripped his shirt the rest o the way open, tossing it off and reaching for his boxers. I slid backwards on the bed until my head hit the pillows, beckoning him with a bent finger and spread legs. It wasn't an invitation he could have ignored if he wanted to. He scrambled along the bed after me, crawling to hands-and-knees above me and leaning down to kiss me as his shaft (already hard as rock), rubbed between my folds.
