Page 53 of The Rule Breaker
His lips twitch into a smirk as his fingers tighten on my hips. “I’ve always been a bit of a rulebreaker.”
I want to believe him. God, I just want to let go, to lose myself in him—everything inside me is screaming for it. But the consequences hit me. All of the complications flood my thoughts of what will happen if we go ahead with this. I can’t ignore them, no matter how badly I want to.
I bite down on my lip, trying to hold on to the last thread of control I have left.
“We shouldn’t do this,” I whisper, my voice shaking, torn between the desire to pull away and the temptation to give in.
Ryan nods, his breath ragged. “I know.”
“This is a really bad idea,” I say, fighting to hold onto the last shred of logic as my heart hammers harder with every second.
His jaw clenches. “The worst.”
And yet, his hands don’t move. Neither do mine. We’re so close, and I can’t look away from him, can’t pull back. Something is happening, and I don’t know how to stop it.
I’m not sure I want to.
His eyes flicker to my lips, and I can’t breathe. My heart hammers in my chest so loudly I’m sure he can hear it.
“Fuck it,” he murmurs, his fingers curling around my neck, pulling me closer before his mouth crashes against mine.
I gasp, trembling as hefinallykisses me.
I’ve wanted this since that stupid welcome week party. Since the moment I first saw him, his cocky smirk and messy hair and stupidly perfect hands. And now it’s finally happening.
He kisses me slow at first, like he’s unsure if this is real or just a dream. I feel the hesitation in his hands—just for a moment—before they tighten, pulling me closer and tilting my head back to deepen the kiss. The world blurs, and I forget how to breathe.
He groans into my mouth, his fingers threading through my hair as he kisses me harder, deeper, like he’s trying to make up for all the time we’ve wasted.
Heat coils low in my stomach, and I press closer, my hands fisting in his jersey, desperate to keep him close to me, to keep this moment from slipping away. His other hand skims down my back, gripping my waist, like he needs me just as much as I need him.
I don’t even notice the sound I make against his lips—a quiet, needy whimper—until he responds with a rough curse, his grip tightening on my hips.
He tastes like mint, like warmth, like something I’ve been craving without even realizing it.God, he tastes so sweet.
Ryan groans, his lips trailing along my jaw, his breath hot against my skin. “Fuck,” he mutters. “I don’t want to stop. Please don’t make me stop.”
I shudder at the sound of his rough voice. A small part of me knows what we’re doing is dangerous—the quiet voice at the back of my mind telling me we shouldn’t.
But I can’t pull away.
“Then don’t,” I murmur against his lips before I kiss him harder, my hands tangled in his hair, drowning out all the voices in my head. I don’t know how to stop. I don’t want to.
He pulls back slightly, his forehead resting against mine, and I can feel the heat of his breath mixing with mine.
“I’m so fucked,” he whispers, his voice strained, before he kisses me again.
My hands slide up his chest, feeling the hard muscles beneath his shirt, his skin hot under my touch.
The kiss gets hotter, deeper. I can feel the heat of his body pressing against mine, the way his hands slide to my hips, gripping me, urging me closer. I move against him instinctively, my hips shifting, feeling his hard cock brushing against the seam of my jeans. He groans low in his throat, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
“God, Isabella,” he groans again, his voice thick, dark and so sexy I’m losing my goddamn mind. “You have no fucking idea what you do to me.”
His lips trail down to my neck, kissing, biting, and I let out a soft moan, my head falling back, giving him better access.
“You feel so good,” he whispers against my skin, his voice low and dark. “I don’t think I can stop.” He sounds pained, like stopping would physically hurt him.
I moan softly, leaning into him, wanting more,needingmore. All I care about is the way his lips taste, the way his body moves against mine.
