Page 326 of Breaking the Rules

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I rub him with my palm.

His lips part with a groan. "Em." He tries to reach for me, but the restraints catch him.

His arms fall back to the bed.

His eyes blink open.

He stares up at me as I rub him.

His eyes fill with the deepest, purest desire.

I need more of that.

To really, truly feel like he's under my spell.

Like I'm in control.

I push his jeans off his hips.

Then the boxers.

Mmm.

He looks good halfway out of his clothes.

Like he wants me so badly he can't bother to lose them completely.

I guess it's the other way.

I want him too badly to do away with his jeans completely.

I sling my legs around his thighs. Shift myself into position. Rest one hand on his stomach.

Wrap the other around his cock.

Slowly, I lean down.

Brush my lips against his tip.

Then it's my tongue.

He tastes good.

He always does.

We've done this a lot.

Fuck, I can't remember the last time I did this so much.

But I'm not getting tired of it.

The more I suck him off, the more I want to.

It's fucking thrilling, driving him to the edge, watching pleasure spread over his expression.

I pump him as I take him deeper.

He bucks his hips.

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