<div class="floatright">(http://i674.photobucket.com/albums/vv110/jelly_beanjlw/Bryce.jpg)</div><strong>Bryce Pierce</strong><br/><hr/><br/>From the way she arched her back into his wandering touch, Bryce could tell that it wasn't just about the considerable money for her. It was about the earthy ecstasy of sex too.  She was a feminine, sensual creature who embraced the more brazen, bold ways of her sexuality while tempering it with the facade of submissiveness.  He didn't know if there was an actual desire to be dominated or a clever facade that she created so wonderfully well; it didn't matter as far he was concerned.  She was everything he fantasized about and Nicole had delivered without fault.  He was going to make sure that she learned just how thankful he really was.<br/><br/>His hands trailed over her back, touching and exploring each curvature of her gorgeous, fit body.  There was something empowering about standing behind her, only a few millimeters of cloth and lace separating them.  If he had his way, he would indulge in the sensation for a few moments before taking the rest of her clothes off and getting down the business that had brought them together.<br/><br/>Bryce's dark eyes were drawn down to her perky, firm breasts.  He was taller than her by more than a few inches and it allowed him to gaze over her shoulder, enjoying the sensual sensation of her ass grinding into his groin. They were the perfect size as far as he was concerned and they more than drew his attention as he started to kiss down her neck and back, his teasing lips soon lavishing her shoulders with just as much eagerness as his hands fondled her breasts.  Her proximity and her teasing words drew a groan of anticipation out of the CEO and he simply couldn't wait any more.  His voice was a husky, whispered demand that burned in his own ears.<br/><br/>"I want to fuck you.  Now, get on the bed."