The Sassy Virgin (English) [on hold]

10. Can't Get Enough [SPG]

Hello! I'm just too busy with work so the updates really aren't consistent. But still, thank you so much for reading even this far!

I'd like to dedicate this chapter to @pajama_addict! [Idol! I am one of your silent readers! hehehe...]

Warning: This chapter contains a lot of SPG. [can't really say BS since there isn't a bed, hehehe..]

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I cried my heart out in the powder room. It would be too much of a humiliation to have my friends see me crying in front of them.

'Crying is so overrated!' is what I've always told them. That's why I can't have them witness this crying fit. Cause not only did I eat my own word, I've even swallowed it whole!

"Oh, goddammit!" I said as I looked that my reflection on the mirror.

What a sight I was! Those red puffy eyes would definitely be so attractive once I get out of here! Ugh!

So I hastily washed my face and retouched my make up. As soon as I was sure that there were no longer any trace of crying on my beautiful face, I got out of the powder room only to be pushed back inside by someone. I must be such a magnet to accidents today. It's twice now that this happened to me.

But my mind went literally blank when I saw who was in front of me. My heart skipped a beat as I continued to stare. Now that he was here standing before me I didn't know what to feel. Should I be angry, should I just ignore him or should I jump ecstatically in joy into his arms?

He in turn stared at me. I couldn't read whatever was the emotion written in his eyes. He remained there, motionless. Nobody moved, nobody spoke.

I couldn't understand myself. I cursed him a lot for the past three weeks and had thought of ways to torture him once I'd be face to face with him again. But why couldn't I remember them now of all times? Why is it that I could only look up to him and took in my fill of him?

"Bry---"

Before I could utter his name, he'd already grabbed me by the neck and dragged towards him. He crushed my lips to his in a torrid kiss. I was helpless. All I could do was respond to the kiss with the same passion. I missed him, I truly did.

Next thing I knew, he was already pushing me back inside and leaning me backwards on the counter. Who the hell cares about being discreet? It seemed like all the days of the three weeks he was a no show didn't happen. Now that I have him back in my arms nothing else matters. All I want is him. All of him.

I smiled as I felt where his hands were roaming this time. His lips now locked themselves on to the skin of my neck. It sent shivers down my spine as he sucked and licked there. Nothing's changed. He's still my aggressive Bryce.

"Bryce," I moaned.

He held my face in both of his hands and stared into his eyes. I had to tilt back my head to look at him eye to eye. Oh, I could just drown into these eyes.

"I missed you so much, babe," he whispered then crushed his lips back to mine.

I can't begin to describe how much I missed him as well. These familiar hands that have found their way back to the familiar curves of my body, the lips that could just possess me by their feather light touches on my skin. Only he could ignite this flame that had almost died when he was missing in action for three weeks.

"Oh, Bryce! I want you," I whispered into his ear as I felt him slide down the front zipper of my dress.

'Yes!' I thought to myself and leaned back even more resting my right hand on the sink, to give him more access, while the other was having its fill of his hair.