Page 125 of The Rule Breaker
“We should probably tell your brother about us soon,” I say, though neither of wants to think of her brother when she’s in my arms, naked.
She lets out a groan and flops her head back against my chest. “Do we have to?”
“I feel like it’d be worse if he walked in on us and got the shock of his life.”
She sighs, knowing I’m right. “Fine,” she says. “I guess we’ll have to tell him eventually… but not tonight.”
My hands slide down from her arms to her waist, my fingers drifting over soft, bare skin beneath the water. “So, what I’m hearing is… we’ve got the whole night to do whatever we want?”
She tilts her head to the side, her eyes gleaming. “That depends.”
“On?”
Her fingers skate along my thigh beneath the water, featherlight and maddening. “What exactly do you want?”
A deep hum rumbles in my chest as I lean in a little closer. “Where do I start?”
I push her hair aside, my fingers trailing down the curve of her shoulder, and press my lips to her damp skin. I kiss a line up her neck, stopping just below her ear.
Her breath catches. “Ryan…”
I grin against her skin. “Hmm?”
She lets out a little huff. “You’re annoying.”
“You know I love teasing you, baby.” I bite down, gently, enough to make her gasp, enough to make her hips shift against mine.
Fuck.
My hands slide down beneath the water, gripping her hips, anchoring her in place. Or maybe anchoring me. Because she moves again—slow, on purpose—and it’s like she wants me to lose control.
“You need to stop if you don’t want my cock inside you again.”
Her next movement is even slower. Torture. Absolute torture. I groan and grip her tighter, fingers digging into herskin. My hand slips up, wrapping around her throat to tilt her chin back.
I kiss her because I need it. I need her.
She moans into my mouth, and I pull away just long enough to kiss down her throat, across her collarbone, down to her perfect tits.
“You really like torturing me, huh?”
She hums. “Oh, absolutely.”
I laugh, rough and low. “You’re gonna be the death of me.” And I’ll die a happy man if it means I get to be with her.
Her gorgeous face breaks out into a grin as she threads her fingers through my hair, tugging just enough to make me groan. I nip at her shoulder, my hand sliding down to her?—
Knock, knock.
We both freeze.
Her eyes widen, and mine imitate hers.
What the fuck? The guys were supposed to be out all day, so I didn’t even think to lock the door.
I open my mouth, no idea what I’m about to say—but before a single word can come out, she vanishes beneath the water with barely a splash.
The door creaks open.
