Page 70 of Unwritten Rules

“Yes,” I moaned.

The pace was quicker, but it was just too good. Too, too good. “No wonder people do this a bunch,” I laughed.

A small laugh escaped him as he gripped the sheets next to my head. “You think?” he said, placing a small kiss on my head.

I instinctively pushed back on him with every thrust, my body begging his for more and more. Fuck me, I needed more. “Harder.”

His body quivered above mine and his groans became deeper. Was it as good for him as it was for me? His body responded to mine like mine did to his. The thrusts were harder, more desperate. I was flipped back over, and he plunged deeper, faster, harder. In the trance of watching him above me, the faces he made told me it was good for him, too.

We were completely lost in the moment. The heat between us made the cold feel so far away. The breaths and moans between us filled my room–as did the laughs of me being such a weirdo. Him inside me and the kisses...

“Fuck,” he muttered. “I’m going to come.”

A growl came from his throat while he pulled out, spilling his cum all over my stomach. “Wow,” I sighed, body going slack. “Spectacular.”

Gently, he toweled me off and chucked it into the laundry bin. He couldn’t stop smiling and shaking his head.

“What?” I sat up.

“You’re just so fucking cute. That’s all.”

He climbed into bed and held me close as we both drifted off to sleep. Future me would have words with past me.

?Chapter 19

Fallon

“Fallon? Are you awakein there? Some guy named James is here and says he’s your bodyguard or something. I have breakfast when you’re ready, but it looks like Brent already left.”

Knock! Knock!

I shoved Brent as he spooned me in bed. “Brent,” I whispered while tapping him. “Get. Up!”

He shifted and moaned, stretching his arms out before clasping them around me again.

More rigorous knocks. “Fal? You alive? I’m coming in because youneversleep all day.”

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