Page 328 of Breaking the Rules

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Not as hot as him touching me.

But still fucking hot.

I stare into his eyes as I grind against him.

His cock presses the soft fabric of my panties against my clit.

It's just enough friction to drive me out of my mind.

I shift my hips, rubbing against him.

My nipples pang.

My sex aches.

My breath catches.

Fuck, I'm close.

This is already so much.

So good.

But I need to come with him inside me.

I need him inside me.

Period.

I dig my fingers into his stomach.

Force my thoughts to steady.

This isn't going to work if I rush myself.

I can't convince myself I'm ready.

I have to be ready.

My body is screamingNeed Hunter Now.

Am I ready?

Or am I just that close to the edge?

I shift my hips to grind my crotch against his again.

He reaches for my hips.

Catches on the restrains. "You're gonna make me come, baby."

Yes, I want that.

I really, really want that.

I shift off him. Onto the bed.

Then I lift my hips, push my panties to my ankles, kick them off.

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