Page 86 of Breaking the Rules
“What was allthat shit you were talking?” Noble questioned from his seated position on the bed. Savanhi rented a JoyBed for the weekend so Areli could run freely.
Savanhi exited the bathroom, placing an earring in her ear. The only thing she wore was her oval-cut diamond engagement ring with the rubies and diamonds alternating around the band and her underwear.
She glanced at him, finding him ogling over her expanding body. “I thought you said we had reservations. You’re not dressed. You know you got to be back here by ten so you’re ready for tomorrow.”
“I’m not going nowhere,” Noble mused. “You ain’t either.”
Savanhi studied his tattooed body clad only in his branded boxers. “Deuce. You said you were feeding me.”
He smirked. “I am. Twice. The girls have a reservation. The Rain Forrest Eatery. There’s enough happening there that Areli will be well entertained and knocked out before she gets back. I have a chef downstairs making dinner for you. What’d you say you wanted?”
Savanhi bit her lip and roamed over to him, stopping to stand between his parted thighs. Her hands rubbed his shoulders. “I don’t know, I’ve had a lot of cravings. Refresh my memory fiancé.”
Noble rumbled with laughter and placed his hands on her hips. “Chicken broth bowl.”
“Ohh yessss,” Savanhi cheered softly and wiggled under his touch. “I did mention I wanted something else.”
He smiled, hands moving to her flesh-toned thong and tearing it from her body.
“Those were new.”
“I’ll buy you more. Your side of the closet went from sad and lonely to I can’t even get to my shit.” He laughed. “I love it.”
He lifted her thigh and placed her foot on the other side of him, his finger dancing over her juicy lower lips. His touch was gentle and caring. Every touch, rotation of his thumb over her clit, and push of his fingers inside of her wetness was intentional.
Savanhi kissed his face, moaned softly in his ear, and muttered, “I love you. I’ve missed you.”
He pulled his fingers out of her and sucked her juices from them. A moan when her sweetness saturated his tongue sounded like music. “I’ve missed you.”
Noble stood, cupping her face. He swiped his tongue over her lips, slipping into her mouth. The sweet hum of Savanhi savoring herself preceded the hitch of her breathing as he picked her up. Depositing her onto the bed, Noble made it a point to kiss, lick, and suck every inch of her body before pushing her thighs up and sliding in.
Savanhi’s gasp was weighted with glee. “Ohh yesss.”
“Don’t have me beat that chef’s ass because he can hear you,” Noble groaned, falling under Savanhi’s spell.
She grabbed his chains and pulled his face down so their mouths could fuse. “It’s been six weeks, baby, I don’t give a damn who hears me.”
That made him slip deeper into her depths. So what, dinner was almost done, taking his time with her was imperative.
“You stroking me like you love me,” she teased, swirling her hips to match his motion.
“I do. Shit, you know I do. You should’ve known I was going to be crazy behind you that first night you had me breaking rules.”
“Put you right to sleep,” she moaned. “Shut up and do me the way I like, lover boy.”
TWENTY-NINE
“Look at you sore,” Noble huffed, rubbing Savanhi’s back.
“I’m sore, but it’s not from what you think it’s from.”
“It’s not from you jumping rope after everyone and their mother told your ass to sit down?” Noble asked, quirking a brow.
“Nope. I just need water,” Savanhi hummed. “I’ve tried to go down and get it, and you won’t let me.”
“Thirteen weeks pregnant, two back-to-back games, a full family day, a recital, you don’t know how to sit still or take a day off. Yeah, your body is sore because you’re doing too damn much,” Noble fussed.
“I’m trying to do as much as I can before I have this baby. I’m not gonna want to do anything else but lie in bed and stare at it. And plus if I ran away when I wanted to, I’d be working harder than I am now,” Savanhi sassed, earning her a tap on her ass, coaxing a giggle from her. “Ouch.”
