Page 117 of The Rule Breaker
She rides me harder, her tits bouncing with every movement, and I lean forward, my tongue lapping over her nipples, sucking her into my mouth.
“Shit. Just like that,” I mutter, hands sliding up her back, gripping her ass, guiding her movements. “You feel fucking incredible, Bels.”
She gasps, her walls fluttering around me, and fuck, my cock throbs inside her, feeling how fucking tight she is around me.
“Ryan,” she moans, clinging to me. “Harder?—”
I snap my hips up, slamming into her, making her gasp, making her pussy squeeze around me.
“You gonna come on my cock, baby?” I murmur, sucking a mark into her neck. “Gonna soak me right here where anyone could walk out and see you bouncing on my dick?”
She moans, loud and wild, biting down on her lip to muffle it but not managing to hold it in. She’s shaking, clenching tight around me, and I can feel her start to fall apart, her body locking up.
“Ryan—oh fuck, fuck?—”
I thrust up again, my thumb pressed against her clit, and she shatters. She cries out, body tensing, her walls pulsing around me, gripping me so fucking tight I nearly lose it right then and there.
I hold out—barely—fucking her through it, grinding up into her while her orgasm wracks through her.
She’s wrecked, her head tipped back, lips parted, still gasping out little whimpers.
I grip her hips tighter as I snap my hips up, grinding as deep as I can. I know she’s spent, but I don’t stop. I slide a hand up to her throat, forcing her to look at me as I thrust into her again.
“I’m not wearing a condom,” I warn her, watching her pupils blow even wider, watching the way her lips tremble. I didn’t even fucking think about it. I just wanted her so bad.
Her breath catches, her lips parting as her eyes widen. There’s a flicker of something in them—shock, heat,want.
“I’m on the pill,” she whispers, and my cock twitches so hard inside her I nearly lose it on the spot.
“Jesus fuck,” I groan, my grip tightening on her hips. “You want me to fill you up? Want me to fuck my cum so deep in you you’ll still feel it tomorrow, next week, and every time you sit down?”
She whimpers, her thighs trembling as she clenches around me. She likes it. Loves it. I feel it in the way she bucks her hips into me, the way her hands slide up my back like she can’t get close enough.
“Tell me,” I growl, slamming into her again. “Tell me how bad you want it.”
“I want it,” she gasps. “I want you to come inside me, Ryan. Fill me up. Make me yours?—”
My control snaps and I thrust up hard, one last time, burying myself as deep as I can inside her as I come with a groan, her name breaking on my lips. My cock throbs, spilling hot, thick streams of cum into her, and she cries out at the feeling, her pussy still fluttering around me, squeezing every drop of cum out of me.
I hold her against me, nothing but the sound of our breaths and the water lapping around us. Her forehead presses to mine, eyes still hazy, lips parted, just barely brushing against my own.
“Fuck,” I whisper.
She laughs, and shifts her hips into mine one more time, like she wants to push my cum deeper, hold it inside her. And fuck me, my dick twitches, already hungry for another round.
“I fucking knew it!”
The sound slices through the air, and we freeze at the sound of Austin’s voice.
My grip tightens around her, pulling her in close, tucking her into my chest on instinct, shielding her with my body, though it’s too late and we both know it. My heart’s thudding so loud it drowns out everything else.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
We’re still in the hot tub. I’m still buried inside her. There’s no hiding it. No playing it off. No making this look innocent.
And Austin sees everything.
“Get the fuck out,” I bark, shooting him a glare.
