Page 134 of Rule Breakers Fall Hardest

Without a word, he pulls out and turns me around so I’m on my stomach. Grabbing my hips, he props me up and enters me from behind.

“Oh, God,” I cry out, clawing at the sheets when he fills me in the most delicious way.

I can feel him everywhere, and that piercing hits a pleasure button inside me I didn’t even know existed.

He picks up the pace, pulling curses from my lips. It’s not frantic by any means, but it is harder than before.

Impossibly, another orgasm builds.

I close my eyes, not thinking, just feeling.

When it hits me, I cry out and fall flat to the mattress. As I come down, his hand is warm on my back, steady, a reassurance that he’s got me.

“I’m right here,” he whispers, like he knows I need to hear the words.

His big body covers me from behind, the motion pressing him impossibly deep inside me. With a kiss on my shoulder, he gently pulls me up until my back is to his front.

Hand on my throat, he holds me flush against his body.

His thrusts are gentle once more. My whole body feels like it’s shaking, though it could be that he’s completely rattled my brain with pleasure.

When he pulls out, I whimper at the loss.

But before I can complain, he guides me to turn around and lie on my back once more. Then he’s pushing back in. My body welcomes him eagerly, used to the size now. Gripping my legs, he pushes them up toward my head.

“Oh, fuck,” I gasp.

Good. It’s so good.

He clenches his teeth, his necklace dangling above my face. “I’m close,” he groans. “Do you think you can come again?”

I whip my head from side to side. There’s no way.

His response is a grin. Dipping low, he kisses me. “Challenge accepted.”

I should’ve known better.

He reaches over to the drawer where I stuffed my drawing earlier and rummages around blindly.

“I figured you’d have one of these,” he says, straightening and holding my vibrator up triumphantly.

Turning it on, he presses it against my clit.

I nearly fly off the bed like he’s exorcising demons from my body.

The sensation is… too much. Too good. Too intense.

“Oh, yeah.” He smiles, pleased with himself, and thrusts deeper. “You’ll come again.”

In a matter of seconds, he works me into a frenzy.

Somehow, when the orgasm shatters through me, it’s even more intense than the other two.

I’m exhausted.

Completely spent.

Turning the vibrator off, he tosses it aside, and then he’s gripping my hips and pounding into me.

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