Page 332 of Breaking the Rules

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I don't draw it out.

I barely even savor it.

My fingers work hard and fast.

A few strokes and I'm at the edge.

A few more and I tumble over it.

"Hunter." I groan his name as I come.

I rub myself through my orgasm.

Then he's shifting his hips.

Driving into me.

Deeper.

Harder.

Fuck.

"Em." His head falls backward.

His fingers curl into his palms.

With his next thrust, he comes.

His cock pulses inside me.

Even with the condom, I can feel it.

And it's everything.

Once he's finished, I untangle our bodies.

I untie Hunter.

He does away with the condom.

Then he wraps his arms around me and he pulls me closer.

I nestle into his chest.

"You're too good at this, baby." He presses his lips to my chest. "I need to make you come again."

I shake my head. That was good. Perfect. But it was all I can take. "Tomorrow."

"That a promise?"

"Yeah."

"Perfect."

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