Page 329 of Breaking the Rules

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Hunter watches with rapt attention as I climb onto him.

As I wrap my hand around his cock.

I can do this.

I can really fucking do this.

I stare into his eyes as I lower my body onto his.

His tip strains against me.

Fuck, that feels good.

And not like with Vinnie.

I take him one inch at a time.

Until I have all of him.

Until I'm so full I think I might burst.

It's different.

Good different.

He looks up at me with hazy eyes. "Condom."

"Oh." Fuck, he's right.

There's nothing between us.

Only his skin against mine.

God, it's intimate.

And the lack of rubber—it makes it easier to push that night further away.

But I can't be stupid.

I don't need any other complications.

I force myself to pull back. Then I climb up the bed, grab the condom from the bedside table, rip the wrapper.

He stares down at me as I roll it over his cock.

I'm far from smooth.

I'm incredibly awkward.

But I don't care.

As long as I get him inside me again.

It clicks in my head.

My first thought isn't that I need to prove I can do this.

Only that I need it.

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