Page 59 of Bending The Rules

I hooked one thigh over my shoulder, and pushed the other out to spread her open as I licked, tasted, touched, and teased. She didn’t hold back – she let every whimper, yell, and curse ring out loud as she went back and forth between running her fingers over my head and digging them into my shoulders as I devoured her.

She clenched her thighs around my head when she came, damn near suffocating me, but I would have died a happy man, face buried in the sweet warmth between her legs. I expected her to be drained after her orgasm, but she attacked me instead.

A few minutes later, I was the one relaxing into the soft leather – warm from the heat of her body. I groaned as she sank onto me, then gripped the top of the seat on either side for leverage as she rode me. I took her by the face, pulling her down into a kiss.

When we started, it was frantic. She was riding me fast, and hard, but something about that kiss took us somewhere else. I put my hands on her hips to slow her down, into a steady rhythm that matched my tongue in her mouth. When we pulled away from the kiss, I slid my hands up her body to cup her breasts, kissing and licking and teasing until they were hard, sensitive peaks that brought out a moan with every touch.

I could feel the tension building in her body as her orgasm approached. She started clenching around me, and I grabbed her by the hips, driving up into her, harder and harder as her expressions of pleasure got louder and louder. She buried her face in my neck, sinking her nails into my back as she came. A minute later, I drove into her one last time, with a harsh, ragged groan.

It took us a second to catch out breaths. I put a hand under Toni’s chin, urging her to sit up so I could see her face. When she did look at me, I could feel her uncertainty – the same thing I felt.

It had seemed like the organic thing to do, but now that it was done… I didn’t know what to say.

We both flinched, hard, as a hard knock sounded at the window.

“Campus PD! Put your clothes on, and come on out of there!”

“Oh,shit,” Toni whispered, then broke into giggles as she climbed off of me, feeling around in the dark for her clothes.

“Uh, give us a second!” I yelled, then followed her lead, handing her the panties I found hooked over the headrest of the passenger seat.

“Hurry up,” Toni laughed, tossing my jeans to me. “Do you think they saw my ass?”

“Ihopehe saw your ass. That thing is gonna get us out of trouble tonight.” I laughed as my boxers hit me in the face, launched from the other side of the vehicle. “Relax, the windows are tinted, and fogged up from us being in here. They can’t see anything. The truck bouncing from you riding me so hard is probably what gave us away.”

“Oh shut up,” she said, grinning as she pulled her sweater on, then started shimmying into her jeans. “If I recall,youwere the one doing the work last, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome,” I teased, reaching to smack her across the ass before I pulled my inside-out shirt over my head. I grabbed her hand, pulling her close to me, ignoring the second knock on the window. “Hey, you okay?”

She looked me right in the eyes, and nodded. “Yeah. This is the most excitement I’ve had in a long time. It’s been a great night. Again, thank you.”

“That’s what friends are for, right?”

She nodded. “Right.”

“Okay final warning,” the cop called. “Put your bits away, and get out of the car.”

Our gazes held for several seconds, and then I leaned to brush my lips over hers. “I love you Tee.”

A fresh grin curved up the corners of her mouth. “I love you too, Jus.”

Eleven

“So have you given any more thought to what we talked about?”

I blew out a little sigh as I laid back on the bed, fully dressed for a run. It was early – much earlier than I wanted to be awake at all. But this was the best time for Janelle, one of my senior editors and CFO, to have this meeting.

It wasn’t like I could sleep anyway.

Three days had gone by since that eventful Friday night, and I hadn’t seen or even really talked to Justin – on purpose. I was still sorting through my thoughts on everything that had transpired between us. I was still a little embarrassed about my liquor induced confessions. And… I was still trying to decide if I was mad at him or not.

He had me in this weird, confusing, in-between sort of space in our relationship… friendship… whatever the hell we were, and I didn’t like it.

As confused as I was about my own shifting feelings for him, when it came down to it, it really didn’t have to be so hard. Either he wanted to pursue something, or he didn’t.

Right?

It wasn’t fair for him to say he didn’t think it would work, and then have his head between my legs within the same hour. Those two things just… didn’t match up.

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