Page 249 of Breaking the Rules

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"I'll go slow."

I shake my head. "No. I… I want to." My eyes go to the bedside table. "Do you have condoms?"

He shakes his head. "I got tested before I left rehab."

"Me too. I mean, I did, last month. I'm safe. But I'm not on birth control."

He nods, taking in the information. "Sit on the bed."

"What?"

"I need you coming on my face, Em."

"But—"

"We can stop there."

"I can't."

His lips curl into a half-smile. It's equal parts affection and desire. "I'll pick something up tomorrow."

"But tomorrow—"

"Then after this." He tugs at my t-shirt. "We can negotiate all you want after you come on my face."

My sex clenches.

The demanding tone to his voice sets me on fire.

He wants this so badly.

Wants my bliss so badly.

It's hot as hell.

My knees knock together.

I fall onto the bed.

I'm not sure I can handle penetration.

But this—

I can do this.

He sits next to me. Pulls me into his lap.

I kiss him hard.

Slip my hand under his t-shirt.

Soft skin. Hard muscles.

And that's Hunter.

It's different than touching other guys. Better.

I want everything all at once.

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