Page 226 of Breaking the Pucking Rules
“That’s it. Fuck, Kodie. Fuuuuuck,” she cries, her release ripping through her.
My free hand wraps around her ribs, helping to hold her up as she loses herself.
Watching her is enough to push me over the edge with her, and it only takes a couple of thrusts for me to fall as well.
She collapses on my chest, our bodies sweaty and our chests heaving with exertion.
“I’m so glad you came back early,” she confesses.
I can’t help but laugh, and the second I hear the sound, I think back to what Linc said.
He’s right. Since Casey snuck her way into my life, I do smile and laugh more.
Long may it continue.
“Me too, Trouble. Best decision I’ve made in a while.”
We fall silent as our bodies come down from their highs, and before I know it, my exhaustion claims me and I drift off with Casey still lying on top of me.
“The fuck is that?” Casey groans as an alarm drags us both from sleep.
“My alarm,” I rasp as I roll her off me so I can dig it out of my pants pocket.
“Why?” she complains.
I glance back at her, a laugh spilling from my lips. She looks so sexy wrapped in nothing but her sheets. Her lips are still a little swollen from our kisses, and she’s got marks all over her chest.
Something wild and possessive rises in me as I stare at them.
Mine.
“I want to surprise Sutton and take her to school.”
Instantly, Casey’s expression softens.
“Aw, she’ll love that,” she breathes. “What are you waiting for? Go, go.” She actually tries to shoo me from her bed.
Climbing to my feet, I stand there naked, looking down at her with a frown lining my brow.
“You want me to leave?”
“No, of course not. I want you to stay right here and spend the day in bed with me. But you can’t. Turning up and surprising her will make her whole year.”
“Fuck,” I breathe.
“What?” she asks, sitting up in the middle of her bed and staring at me with wide, curious eyes.
“You get it,” I admit.
“What? Of course I get it. Sutton…she’s your priority always. You never have to question if I understand that.”
I continue staring at her, wondering what I did to be so lucky to find her.
“Once upon a time, I was Sutton,” she says softly.
Pressing one knee to the bed, I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and pull her to me for one more kiss.
The second I release her, I march into her bathroom and find a washcloth to clean her up with.
