Page 256 of Breaking the Rules
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With the next flick of his tongue, I come.
I unravel.
Pleasure spills through my pelvis. My torso. My limbs and toes.
My sex pulses.
My breath hitches.
My groans run together.
Hunter pulls back. Presses his lips to my thigh.
Then my stomach.
He climbs up the bed, lies next to me, pulls me into his arms.
And, for the first time in forever, I really do believe everything is going to be okay.
