Page 59 of Rule Breaker

There was only one way to find out.

“And no, I wasn’t talking about Sam,” I admitted. “I just met her, so I haven’t had time to think about her. And I don’t want to. There’s only one person who’s got all my attention lately. One person I always want to be with. Do you understand?”

I stared up at him, at those dark, bottomless blues. The flash of awareness that throbbed between us had my cock chubbing up in record time.

Maddox stepped up to me and leaned over, his hands gripping the armrests, so close that I could smell the tobacco and beer on his breath. I was so turned on that I was trembling, every muscle primed with anticipation. Strands of hair fell over his eyes, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.

I reached up with one shaky hand and pushed his hair away, testing the softness of it, and watching for any sign that he wanted me to stop. His scowl eased, replaced with a heated expression that was just as fierce, his cheeks flushed, his breath choppy.

“Is this okay?” I asked, the words barely a whisper. “If not, I can stop. And apologize. Or go. You probably don’t?—”

Maddox was silent, and it scared me. He was preparing to unleash that sharp tongue of his. He was going to tell me to get out, get lost, and never come near him again.

But to my complete shock, Maddox slid over my lap and straddled my waist. And when he lowered himself over me, his hips meeting mine, his ass sitting snug against my dick, I couldn’t help the filthy groan that rumbled out of my chest.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered.

This was really happening. Maddox was touching me. I was touching him. My cock pulsed heavy and hard in my jeans, harder than I’d ever been. I was hot all over, flushed from head to toe.

“What the hell have you done to me, Kay?” Maddox growled.

He tilted his hips, rubbing against me. Holy shit, that felt… it was… I was too turned on to form a complete sentence. Even in my head. My entire body throbbed with a heat and excitement that was pure lust. I wanted more. No, that wasn’t right. I needed more.

“I could ask you the same thing.”

When his lips hovered over mine, my balls drew up painfully tight, and my veins flooded with pleasure.

But Maddox didn’t kiss me. At least, it wasn’t like any other kiss I’d had. Instead, he unleashed that wicked tongue of his in the best way. He full-on attacked my mouth, devouring me. The intensity of the kiss, the shock of electricity when our mouths met; it was unreal. Kissing him was so much better than good. There was no hesitation, no tentative exploration. He went for it. When his tongue snaked around mine, teasing me, I nearly came in my pants. I gripped his hair tighter, angling his head for a deeper connection.

I swallowed his husky moan, and it snapped what was left of my control. We ate at each other’s mouths with eager lips and aggressive tongues. I was desperate, and greedy for more. I couldn’t get enough.

I moved one hand to slide down around his back, lower, until I reached his ass.

“More, Kay,” Maddox demanded when we finally came up for air. “Keep touching me.”

He pushed his ass back, and I slipped my hand under his jeans to grab one perfect, taut handful. I was right about him going commando.

“You’ve been teasing me all night in these jeans,” I confessed. “Fuck, ever since that shower at the rink. It’s all I can think about.”

“I jerked off in that shower after you left. Couldn’t stop myself,” Maddox admitted, thrusting his hips against mine, harder, faster.

God, that was such a turn on.

“Do it now,” I bit out. “I want to see.”

I don’t know where this demanding side of me came from, but here I was.

Maddox moaned as he scrambled to unzip his jeans. His dick jutted out, heavy and hard, the head red and leaking pre-come. I licked my lips at the sight. Never thought I’d be dying to taste a guy’s cock, or his cum, but suddenly, I was thirsty for it. All of it.

As I glanced up his body, I still couldn’t believe this was happening. I thought Maddox was hot before, but now? His lips swollen frommykisses? He was stunning and I couldn’t look away.

Maddox spat in his hand and stroked himself off. Fuck, I loved that too. It was dirty, and so freaking sexy. Watching him jerk off had my climax racing to the finish line, and I tried frantically to think of a way to calm down so I wouldn’t embarrass myself. No way was I ready to come yet.

“Kay,” Maddox bit out, his forearm tensing with every pump of his hand.

I wanted to touch him so badly, but maybe that was too much, too soon? Desperate, I scrambled to undo my zipper, reaching inside my briefs, pulling out my cock, and giving myself a long, slow pump.

“Jesus Christ,” Maddox whispered as he stared down at me.

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