Page 63 of The Rule Breaker
“Fuck,” he groans as he lifts from between my legs. “Goddamn, I need you bare.” Tugging off my jeans and panties, he pulls them down my legs and onto the floor before spreading my legs wide open and settling between them, his mouth returning to my clit.
I tip my head back, sliding my fingers through his hair, while he drives me insane. God, I can’t remember the last time I came, never mind the last time someone else made me come, but I can feel it building and building, cresting to the top until…
Ryan groans, spreading me wider, eating me harder, deeper, faster, leaving no part of me untouched, and the orgasm hits me hard and blinding, my legs shaking in Ryan’s grip.
“That’s it, baby. Come on my tongue. Fill my mouth with your cum.”
A moan rips from my throat as I grip his hair in my fist, bucking my hips as the orgasm crashes through me, his dirtywords making the pleasure last infinitely long. When I come down from the high, Ryan groans, giving me one last lick, which makes me flinch.
He presses a soft kiss to my clit before he crawls up my body and leans down to kiss me.
“So.”Kiss. “Fucking.”Kiss. “Hot.” He groans into my mouth, our tongues tangling together as he grinds against me, still wearing too many damn clothes for my liking.
“Off,” I moan, making work of his buttons. “Need. Inside me.”
He chuckles against my lips. “Damn, I made you come so hard, you’re speaking with broken words.”
I roll my eyes, shoving at his chest, and he climbs off the bed, tugs his jeans off, and pulls them down along with his boxers. My eyes zone in on his long, hard, thick cock, and my breath catches in my throat.Holy shit.
My eyes snap to his at the sound of his chuckle. “Gotta say, watching you go speechless over my cock is one hell of an ego boost.”
“I just—” I shake my head. No words. I have absolutely no words. The only cock I’ve seen—other than porn—was Jacob’s. And Ryan ismuchbigger than him.
His hand flies to his cock and he starts stroking it leisurely. “You’ve got to stop looking at me like that. I’ll blow my load before you even fucking touch me.”
I let out a scoff. “How promising.”
He chuckles, shaking his head as he climbs back on the bed, crawling over my body to tug my nipple. “Stop being a little tease and open those pretty legs.”
I bite my lip in anticipation and run my hand through his hair, letting my legs fall apart. He shifts between them, kissing me as one hand cups my breast, his thumb rubbing my hard nipples. “You got a condom?” he murmurs against my lips.
I nod, keeping my hand lodged in his soft hair. “Nightstand.”
He attempts to move, but I don’t let him, my legs tightening around him, keeping him right where I want him. I kiss him deeper, desperate for him, and he chuckles against my mouth.
“Baby, I need to grab a condom.”
I whimper in protest, but Ryan lifts his head, glancing down at me. His grin is downright sinful as he drags his thumb over my bottom lip.
“I wanna keep kissing you too,” he murmurs, voice thick with hunger. “But I’m also dying to be inside you.”
I sigh. “Alright. Hurry.”
He reaches over and opens my nightstand, pulling out a box of condoms I bought on a whim after deciding I needed a rebound. Never thought it’d be him using them, but I’m so glad it is.
He rips one open and rolls it onto his cock, giving it a couple of strokes before settling between my legs, his eyes flying to mine. “You ready?”
I nod, widening my legs for him, and he leans on one hand while the other grips his cock and slides it inside me. I’m drenched, so fucking wet, but he’s still thick and bigger than anything I’ve ever had, so it takes a few times for him to finally slide inside me.
“Ah fuck,” he groans, squeezing his eyes closed when he finally fills me. “Fuck. Fuck.Fuck. You feel so good. Oh shit.” He pulls out and thrusts back inside me. “Goddamn, Isabella. Fuck, I forgot how good sex is.”
I moan in response because… I’ve never had sex that felt like this.
He leans forward, capturing my lips with his. “Please tell me it feels good for you too.”
“So good,” I reply with a moan, feeling so full, pleasure curling up my spine.
And god, I can feel every vein, every inch, thick and stretching me open. My fingers claw down his back without thinking, my nails dragging hard enough to leave lines, sharp little scrapes that make him hiss above me.
