Page 379 of Breaking the Rules

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Her toes dig into the crimson comforter.

Her moans bounces around the room.

Her thighs hug my cheeks.

There.

I push her over the edge.

She groans my name as she comes.

I lick her through her orgasm.

Savor the way she gets wetter. Sweeter.

She's so fucking beautiful like this.

I could stay here forever.

I really could.

But Em has other plans.

She reaches for me with her free hand. "Fuck me."

I nod as I climb up her body.

She pushes her panties to her ankles.

I undo my belt.

She tugs her dress over her head.

Then the bra.

She stares up at me as she does away with my t-shirt. My jeans. My boxers.

We're naked together.

It's far from the first time.

But it's every bit as thrilling.

It's different now. Not a rush of novelty. Something deeper and purer.

An intimacy that goes all the way to my soul.

Fuck, I'm so cheesy now.

I'm a walking, talking cliché, spouting slogans about sobriety and love and connection.

But I don't care.

She wraps her arms around me as she spreads her legs.

I stare into her eyes.

Lower my body onto hers.

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