On your stomach

As your orgasm tears through you, your inner muscles clench tightly around Bryce's cock, pulling him deeper still. He lets out a loud grunt in response, feeling every pulse of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Bryce…" your voice shakes. "Pull out…"

With one final thrust, he buries himself completely inside you. You can feel his cock pulse as he tenses up on top of you.

"Oh fuck…" Bryce exclaims, pulling back all of a sudden, spraying rope after rope across your body. You reach down to feel your clit, slick with combined wetness.

As you both catch your breaths and silently get dressed, the thought about what just happened excites you.

Hand in hand, you make your way back downstairs together – joining the rest of the partygoers as if nothing out-of-the-ordinary happened between them upstairs. As the night goes on, Bryce makes sure to keep you close by his side, introducing you to friends and ensuring your glass stays full throughout the evening.

When it finally comes time for everyone to start heading home or crashing wherever they can find space within the frat house, he leans down near your ear and whispers, "I had an amazing time with you tonight." He pulls back slightly, looking deeply into your eyes. "Can I see you again?"