Page 101 of The Bad Boy Rule

“Now, come for me, baby,” he groans. “Come with me as I pump you full of cum.”

It only takes a few more rough swipes of his fingers on my sensitive clit, and I push back against him, an avalanche of pleasure coursing through me as my climax takes me by the throat, robbing me of my breath, making my vision dance behind my eyes.

I hear Saint’s long, guttural groan as a flood of warmth fills me, his cum spilling inside me in thick waves. It only prolongs my orgasm, sending a flurry of aftershocks coursing through me. He presses forward as deep as he can possibly go and rotates his hips, balls grinding against my clit like he’s trying to wring out every drop from his body.

“Lennon, baby… fuck.Fuck.”

Once my heartbeat starts to calm and my body feels like a pile of bones, he slowly pulls out of me, and I collapse onto the mattress, my eyes dropping shut in a moment of sheer bliss and exhaustion piled into one.

The bed dips beneath me, and it hits me that I didn’t even feel him leave, but he comes back with a warm, wet rag in his hand, and I peel my eyes open.

Carefully, he spreads my thighs and tenderly drags the warm rag through me, cleaning me. It’s one of my favorite things he does, always taking care of me and giving me the quiet attention that I need after an emotionally charged, intense moment like this.

It means more than he probably even knows.

Once he’s finished, he lies down beside me on the bed. The room around us is mostly silent, only the sound of cicadas clicking through the window.

I feel his strong arm looping around my waist before he hauls me against him, thumb sweeping across the bare skin of my stomach.

It feels peaceful.

Right… to be in his arms.

And I find myself hoping thatthisnever ends.

FORTY-SIX

LENNON

I have no idea why I’m suddenly nervous, but my palms are clammy as I smooth down the front of my dress.

Again.

“This feels very relationshippy for someone who claims they’renotin a relationship,” Maisie quips from the chair at my vanity, where she’s swiping mascara on her thick, already long lashes in front of the mirror.

I flash her a look, rolling my eyes. “We’re…us.I don’t know, Mais. We haven’t put labels on anything. Plus, this is just hanging out together.”

“Like… a double date?” she teases as she tosses the mascara onto the vanity. “Who is he bringing? Is he cute? Do I know him?”

“I have no idea. I told him to bring a friend, and he said, ‘I don’t have friends,’ to which I said, ‘There has to beoneperson you’d consider a friend,’ and then I realized he’s Saint, and conversation is not his strong suit, so I truly have no idea.”

Shrugging, I glance back at my reflection in the mirror. I’m not sure if I’m overdressed or underdressed in the bubble-gum-pink minidress I picked out for tonight. It’s one of my favorites,with a sweetheart neckline and a fitted bodice that flares out into a soft, feminine skirt that stops mid-thighs. I paired it with a pair of light-colored espadrille wedges that give me a tiny bit of height. Not that it’ll make much of a difference next to Saint.

We’rejustgoing to Jack’s. Which is casual and right off campus, so it’s always full of college kids.

So it’s not like we’re going to a five-star Michelin restaurant. It’s Jack’s.

But… thisisthe first time Saint and I have done anything together publicly and with both of our friends.

That’s where the nerves come in. Not even necessarily in a bad way. I’m just unsure of what to expect out of tonight, that’s all.

“Okay, let’s go. We can’t keep your boyf—” Maisie stops, giving me a grin. “I mean… not boyfriend and his not friend waiting. We’re going to be late if you keep staring at yourself in the mirror, babe. You look gorg. Now… let’s go.”

I steal one more quick glance before turning and following her out of my bedroom.

After a quick ride through campus, we find parking along the street outside Jack’s. My stomach growls the moment we step inside, the scent of fresh basil and tomato filling my nose. God, I cannot wait for another pizza burrito.

A smile turns my lips, thinking about the last time.

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