Page 141 of Breaking Rules

Bella sits up, staring down at me with a smile on her lips. Her hair is disheveled, but she looks happy, so damn happy, it makes my heart flutter.

“Bella, I thought we had this talk.” I sit up in bed as well.

“What talk?” She gives me an innocent smile.

“I don’t like to be the only one getting attention.” I reach over, ready to yank her to my chest, but before I can she hops off the bed and looks at me with a naughty glint shimmering in her eyes. She takes off her dress using slow, calculated movements, and when it falls to the floor, she’s in nothing but red lingerie.

“I don’t know about you, but I could use a shower,” she says, her tongue tracing her bottom lip.

She turns around and strolls to the bathroom door, sensually swaying her hips. Shower? I’d follow her into a bathhouse and beg a wicked witch to turn me into a fucking dragon if it meant I could keep Bella safe. I’d give Calcifer my heart in exchange for powers to help me protect my girl.

I huff a laugh. Damn, every one of my thoughts is anime-related, and I’m not mad about it. Anything that’s important to her is important to me.

With a grunt, I climb off the bed. I strip quickly before I rush to the bathroom. She’s already in the shower, facing the glass. Beneath the steaming spray, she keeps her eyes on me and rubs her clit. Water streams down her neck and over her hard nipples, all the way to her pussy. With her other hand, she cups one breast and squeezes it hard.

She’s going to be the death of me.

While she pleasures herself, I stay rooted to the spot, stroking my dick. When she drops her head back and lets out a moan, my cock jumps.

In two strides, I’m at the shower door, pulling her out until she’s standing on the bath mat. I take her chin between my thumb and index finger, making her look at me. When she’s this close to her release, I can’t just watch from afar. I want to be inside her, right this second.

I press my mouth to hers, my fingers sliding down her throat to her breasts, over her soft belly and down to her pussy. Fuck, her core is hot and wet, and not just from the shower. Groaning, I lift her and guide her legs around my hips. The sensation of her wet skin on mine sends tingles through my whole body.

I yank a towel off the rack. With one hand, I spread it over the marble countertop before setting Bella on top. She leans away, her lips stretching into a seductive smile.

“You owe me a wish, Mr. Quarterback.” She brings a finger to the hollow of my throat and drags it down until she traces the word “Freedom” inked below my right nipple.

“What is it?” Feverish, desperate to sink deep inside her, I inch closer, my hands sliding down her hips and pulling her to me. “Tell me.”

“I better show you.” She pushes me away, hops to her feet, and turns her back to me. The mirror is misty with condensation, so I can’t see her face, but the moment my eyes fix on her ass, I’m salivating.

The diamond peeking back at me can only mean one thing: a butt plug.

“When did you…” I can’t finish the sentence. My thoughts are too scattered.

“I might’ve been up a little longer than you think.” Bella looks over her shoulder, grinning. “And I might’ve been wearing it here and there for the past few days, to get used to it.”

My heart stumbles. And I didn’t notice?

“You were busy preparing for the Super Bowl,” she says, as if reading my mind. “Plus, I’ve been sneaky. I didn’t want you to know until after you won.”

“Sneaky for sure.” I rest a hand on her ass, gently tracing her skin. So soft and warm. I give it a good smack, and she hisses through her teeth. “Damn, baby. My handprint looks perfect on your skin. I’ll never get tired of the view.”

“What about my wish?” She twerks, and I break into a sweat. Just the thought sends me skyrocketing into outer space.

“Baby, we need lube. I don’t think?—”

She laughs heartily. “You think I wouldn’t come prepared?”

I lift my chin in question, eyebrows pulling together.

“Check my toiletry bag.”

Hand trembling, I pull the bag close. There, right on top, is a small bottle of lube. I set it on the counter then take a step back, admiring this gorgeous girl. I won’t lie, I’ve dreamed about fucking her ass, but I didn’t expect her to want it too.

But here we are.

I slide closer and cup her pussy from behind. Bella arches her back in response. “So greedy…” I murmur. I rub her clit until she’s moaning and pressing hard against me. Her panting becomes louder, and I lightly slap her pussy before I pull my hand away.

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