Page 39 of Bending The Rules

His hands went under my shirt, pushing my bra up to free my breasts. He cupped and squeezed and teased my nipples into hard, sensitive peaks as he devoured my mouth, then tore my shirt over my head for better access. I gripped the back of his head, panting as he suckled my nipples, going back and forth between them for equal attention. He licked and nipped and teased until I was shaking, then slipped a hand into the waistband of my leggings.

As soon as he touched me, I was ready to come unglued.

I was ready for him,now.

I grabbed the hem of his shirt, tugging until he let me pull it over his head. I didn’t even take time for admiration – as soon as I’d tossed the shirt to the floor, I went for his waistband, tugging his sweats and boxers down at the same time. He did the rest of the work to take off his shoes and finish getting undressed, then peeled me out of my panties and leggings. I opened my legs when he was done, then stretched my arms, reaching for him.

Are we really about to do this?

Justin stepped between my legs, and the velvety-soft head of his dick rested against my stomach, heavy and thick. He dropped his mouth to mine again, kissing me with the same frenzied passion I felt coursing through me, the same lust I’d felt since we first re-entered each other’s orbit.

His hand at my neck kept me in place as he had his way with my mouth. He used the other hand to lift my thigh, hooking my knee over his elbow. He kissed me harder – biting my lip sharply enough to make me whimper, then sucking it into his mouth as he lowered his hand to guide himself into me.

His tongue slid against mine as he stretched me open, prompting me to dig my fingers into his back. I held on to Justin tight, moaning into his mouth as he buried himself as deep as my body would allow. I pulled away from the kiss to take a breath, then burrowed my face into his neck as he slowly, deliberately pulled all the way out.

The deep, rumbling groan of pleasure he let out when he sank into me again made me grin against him. I lifted my head, accepting his mouth against mine for another kiss as he settled into a languid, steady rhythm.

Our gaze met, and held. I expected to feel uncomfortable, embarrassed by what we were doing, but instead I felt oddly… relaxed. Like what we were doing now was how it was always supposed to be. Even though we were renewing our friendship, and it seemed to come easily, there had been an awkwardness there, still.

An awkwardness I didn’t feel now.

Huh.

Talkingto each other wasn’t the course correction we thought we needed.

Apparently,screwingeach other was.

Justin leaned in as he delved into me, pressing his forehead to mine. Again, our eyes met, and his mouth curved into a grin. After a few seconds, so did mine, and then he leaned in a little more and kissed the smile off my face as he stroked deeper, harder, faster, stretching me open wider. My foot hit one of the speakers, knocking it off the desk, carrying the MP3 player with it. It all hit the floor in a loud crash, and then the music was gone. The only sounds were our pants and moans and groans of pleasure, the wet slide of him moving in and out of me, and the smack of his balls against my skin.

We were breaking the hell out of a rule I couldn’t quite remember.

He felt too damned good to be remembering rules right now.

I hooked my legs around his waist, and he plunged so deep that it sent a spasm of electric, pain-tinged pleasure rushing through me. My mouth opened, but nothing came out as he wrapped his arms around my waist, stroking so fast, so hard, that I wasn’t even touching the desk anymore.

Pleasure built deep, deep,deepin my stomach. A debilitating buzz that would undoubtedly make me burst if I gave in, but I chased it anyway, rocking into him as he slipped his hand between my legs.

He stopped moving. Instead, he kept me suspended in the air, impaled on his dick while he thumbed my swollen, sensitive clit in tight, fast circles that snatched my breath away. A high, keening moan built in my throat and I didn’t bother holding it back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let the orgasm sweep through me, snatching a scream of ecstasy from my mouth as it hit.

Then, he started stroking again.The feeling of him inside of me, heavy and hot and hard, elongated the wave of my climax. My whole body tingled as I melted against him, feeling helpless –boneless– as he kept moving.

He gripped my ass cheeks, holding me tight as he ground into me one last time, pushing as deep as he could go before he released. He lowered me back to the desk as the tension left his body, then planted his hands on either side of me. We were both panting… physically spent from the intensity of release, and it took a second before either of us moved.

Justin was still inside of me when we met each other’s eyes. We stared at each other, with the same question on our mind – something I didn’t know until a few moments later. He pulled out, looked down at himself, then up at me. My legs were still open because I couldn’t find the strength to move, and his eyes stayed there for several seconds before he lifted his gaze to my face.

He pushed out a heavy sigh, scrubbed a hand over his face, and verbalized exactly what was in my head.

“What the hell did we just do?”

Eight.

Maybe that was a bad choice of words…

Toni hadn’t really responded to my “What the hell did we just do?”, unless snatching up her clothes and getting the hell out of that atticwasthe response. I hadn’t even said anything, either. WhatcouldI say, when I was just as… confused?

I knew my way around this house well – had spent a good thirty percent of my time here growing up. I gathered my clothes and found a bathroom to wash up, then went in pursuit of Toni with no idea of what I was going to say or do once I found her.

Rule #5 – Once you’ve crossed a line, you can’t go back.

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