Page 252 of Breaking the Rules

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His thumb.

My fingers curl into the crimson bedspread.

I lie back.

Close my eyes.

This is a lot.

There's too much going through my head.

I need it gone.

I need to be here, in this moment, with him.

"Please."Erase the past. Fix this broken part of me. Make this better. I can't ask for any of that. So I go for the next best thing. "Make me come."

He presses his lips to my hip bone as he rubs me with his thumb.

Softly.

Then harder.

Then—

Fuck.

A groan spills from my lips.

He's good at this.

He's really fucking good at this.

"Hunter." I reach for him. Get his shoulder.

I can't add everything I want to say.

But this is a start.

It's a really great fucking start.

He sucks on my skin as he rubs me with his thumb.

He tortures me with soft, slow circles.

My thoughts flit away.

My breath gets heavy.

My groans fill the room.

Those ugly memories drift to the corner of my mind. They're not gone, exactly, but they're not here either.

I'mhere.

In this moment.

Feeling his thumb against my clit.

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