Page 168 of Rule Breakers Fall Hardest

My body is aching for his touch more acutely than I’ve ever experienced before.

Sure, I’ve always enjoyed sex, but until Daire, I didn’t know what it was like to want one person so desperately.

He sits up, cupping my cheek. His warm lips mold to mine, sending warmth and desire through me. Will the craving I have for him ever go away? Or will it only get stronger?

His tongue pushes past the seam of my lips, and I open for him.

Hands on my thighs, he pulls me onto his lap. I moan at the feel of him already half-hard beneath me. He still sleeps naked, and it’s pure torture. Especially on the nights where I want him so badly but I’m too tired to do anything about it.

I’m exhausted tonight too, but I need to feel him.

The warm press of his body.

The comfort of his arms.

The tenderness in the way he makes love to me.

He kisses a path down the column of my neck, and I drop my head back to give him more access.

“These fucking gigantic shirts you wear shouldn’t be such a turn-on, but fuck, they do something to me.”

He pulls the fabric up and over my head, leaving me bare except for my panties, then kisses over my collarbone and down between my breasts. I grab ahold of the chain around his neck and tug, bringing his mouth back up to mine.

His eyes flash, and a grin splits his face. “Does my girl want me to kiss her?”

“Yes,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around his neck.

My hips rock against him with a mind of their own. I’mcursing myself now for putting on panties before getting into bed. I’m desperate to have that thin barrier gone from between us.

“What else do you want?” he asks between kisses. “You want my mouth anywhere else?”

I moan at his words, and visions of exactly where I want his mouth swarm me.

“Use your words, Rosie. Tell me what you want.”

He rolls us so I’m beneath him, the move so swift that it knocks the breath out of me.

Kissing his way down my body, he groans like he can’t get enough of me. Licking and nipping at my flesh, he works his way lower until, finally, he stops with his mouth hovering just beneath my belly button.

“Rosie,” he taunts. “You haven’t given me instructions.”

I inhale an unsteady breath. “You know what I want.”

He shakes his head, teasing me with a stupid grin. “Not good enough.”

I grip the sheets and arch my back. “Daire.”

“Rosie.”

I take a deep breath. “I want… your mouth… on… my pussy.”

“See?” His grin broadens. “Was that so hard?”

He pulls my panties down and takes his sweet time to drive me crazy. I wiggle in annoyance, which only makes him chuckle against my flesh.

Once he’s removed them, he balls them up in one hand. Then he moves his way up my body and holds them against my lips.

“Open up.”

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