Page 87 of His Rules

Yet tonight… Tonight was different. Tonight no one would dare interrupt my taking of her.

I rolled my hand between us, wrapping it around the base of my shaft. I was hard and hot, my needs reaching the boiling point. She tapped my hand and shook that sweet head of hers, taking over and enjoying her ability to drive me crazy.

She bit her lower lip, moaning the entire time she stroked and twisted her hand around my shaft. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, the way she was looking at me unlike anything I’d seen before. Her desire matched mine. Together, we could burn down the world.

The sweet laugh returned when I issued a guttural sound, a reminder that teasing me wasn’t in her best interest. She cooed and tangled her fingers in my hair, squeezing my cockhead at the same time. She knew exactly what she was doing. I should spank her tight little ass for tormenting me.

But I refused to break the connection or to take the time.

I needed this.

No, I needed her.

Every. Single. Inch.

She finally arched her back and placed the tip of my cock against her wet pussy. I was finished with allowing her to toy with me, driving the entire length of my cock inside.

“Oh!” Her moan floated into the night sky and she threw her head back, gasping for air. The power of our chemistry was potent tonight, our combined needs skyrocketing. I pulled out, thrusting into her again and her entire body began to shake.

There was also something possessive about the way she squeezed her knees against me, holding me in place as I was doing with her. I spun us around again and did something to stun her.

I pulled us both under the water.

She sputtered slightly, her eyes opening wide as bubbles floated from her mouth. I was able to drop to my knees, keeping her right there in the vast quiet of the water while I continued fucking her.

There was no struggle, only trust. I felt it. I’d needed it. At that moment, it was as if we were as one. I shot us up to the surface and she once again gasped, not from the need for air, but from the rush I’d felt as well.

The water was suddenly hot, searing my skin, but I kept fucking her, pulling in and out as if my life depended on erupting deep inside.

The friction from the water only heightened the pleasure. She gripped my shoulders as I plunged in and out, her bottom lip quivering the entire time.

“Are you ready to come for me?” I breathed, my voice barely audible.

“Yes.” She was as breathless as I was, quivering from our intense connection.

I pushed us both against the side of the pool, using the stability of the wall to fuck her long and hard. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, her moans becoming more pronounced.

She was close, so close, her pussy muscles constricting around my cock more tightly than they’d done before.

“Then come for me, my diamond.”

Her eyelids fluttered open only once before her body responded to my command. Now every muscle convulsed, her luscious lips pinned tightly together as she fell into the throes of passion.

There was something so incredible about the moment when she came, her face shimmering as the moonlight danced across her skin. I was rough, so forceful I slammed her body against the edge, but she bucked hard against me.

The woman had a way of taking what she wanted. With my heart thudding, I waited as long as I could, but my body’s response to hers was inevitable.

As I erupted deep inside, she threw out one arm while she gripped the back of my neck with the other. There was nothing in this world I appreciated more than seeing her in the depths of rapture.

Coming down from our intense high wasn’t quick or easy. I wanted to continue this moment, to expand on our passion, but the night was young.

And I had other even more filthy things in mind for her.

For us.

Two souls who should have never collided in such passion.

As her breathing began to return to normal, I pressed kisses along her cheek, dragging my tongue to the side of her neck. How I adored her soft moans, her tiny cries of pleasure.

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