“I came to acquaint myself with the young lady over breakfast." Roland nodded to the tray."Acquaint yourself? Over breakfast? Is that a metaphor?" Weylin's whisper carried throughout the room, but Bryce shook his head and nodded to Paden's quivering frame."Not now, dude. We'll have a Language Arts class later," Bryce said out of the corner of his mouth.”

“I’m done,” Bryce said, blood dribbling out of the corner of his mouth. “My bruises have bruises and those are quickly forming more bruises.”

“Come and help to carry the tray down and we'll have breakfast. What a mercy I thought of bringing the breadknife.”

“A smile spread across Amy’s face. “Bryce Elliot did you make breakfast for yourself and Sophie?”“Maybe,” he said softly and with more volume, “You’ll never get me to tell!”

“Before I knew what was happening the game was starting. A guy from the other team looked me over. “But you’re a girl,” he yelled and looked over at his coach. “She’s a girl!”Bryce stood up in the stands. “No dip dumb shit! Of course she’s a girl! She has boobies and a-” Caeden tackled Bryce before anything else could slip out of his mouth.”

“Bryce!” Jenna heard the arousal and need in her voice as Bryce thrust into her. His breathing was harsh, and she looked over her shoulder and saw that his gaze was fixed on his c#ck entering her. In that second she knew she’d never see anything as sexy as Bryce taking her like that.”