Page 71 of Rewrite the Rules

I run my finger across my lips. “Anything?”

“Careful,” she warns as her eyes narrow.

“I just want to take this condom off and finish while I watch you touch yourself.”

I half expect her to be offended. I don’t know why this puts off women sometimes. I mean it as flattery. I just want to stare into her gorgeous blue eyes and watch them fill with pleasure as I find my release. My sweet, sexy, one-of-a-kind, bombshell of a friend, nods at me—giving me permission.

“Really?” I ask, impressed. Adler wriggles up, causing me to slip out of her wetness. She nods again. I rip off the condom. “You are a freaking goddess, you know that?”

Fisting my cock in one hand, I use the other to guide Adler between her legs. Her fingers trail over her soaked sex. I study the way her fingers dance around her clit like a quarterback studying plays for game day. I try to memorize her movements so I can replicate later exactly what she likes.She’s suddenly not so shy. She’s determined and the confident look on her face is what sends me over the edge.I feel the tension in my balls. Adler’s finger barely slips into her entrance and I shatter. I come with my hand closed over my tip to spare her from the mess.

I’m wrecked. It was too soon and yet not soon enough. I am never going to get tired of her. I could have her every single night and it won’t be enough.

Once my ragged breath calms, I decide to do something that I’ll probably regret to my dying day—I hold out my unoccupied hand for a high-five.

Adler—justifiably so—stares at me and freezes as if I have a head full of snakes and just turned her into stone. A beat. Then, with a scowl on her face, she gingerly presses her small palm into mine.

“Thank you?” I mean to say, but instead ask.

“You’re welcome…”

Shit.

Awkward.

It’s Adler, I wasn’t expecting awkward. But the urge I have right now is to slump down behind her and hold her. I want to tell her that being with her kind of has me thinking I might want to reconsider the rules I’ve written for my life.

But it’s just because I’m still high off the sensation.

And, how in the hell is thatnotleading her on?

“I’m going to get cleaned up.” I carefully crawl off the bed with my hand still cupped around my tip. “Do you um…need anything?”

She shakes her head before slamming her head back against the pillow. “No, thanks.”

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By the time I return, Adler has her panties back on. Her eyes dart side to side on the ceiling like she’s watching little hallucinogenic fairies fly back and forth.

I actually did it. I fucked her senseless.

I slip on my briefs before I lie on the bed next to her. I pull her upper body on top of mine and her breasts smash into my chest. She lets out a low hum as she traces the space between my pecs and down the center of my abs. I stroke her naked back and smile, my eyelids half closed.

For the first time since Adler Haley walked into my life, I am completely satisfied.

Her small frame feels weightless on top of me. She’s got such a big personality sometimes I forget how little she is. I kiss her forehead and,shit, I know I’m not supposed to, but I enjoy the intimacy. I hold her tightly. Too tightly, probably, but she doesn’t fight me. Her almond-scented hair covers my chest like a warm blanket. I’m so content right now, everything else in the world that isn’t Adler lying on top of me can go ahead and drift away.

“What now?” Adler whispers.

“You let me rest for twenty minutes and then we go again.” I reach down to grab a handful of her bare ass.

“I may need longer than twenty minutes. You did warn me last night that I’d need to hibernate after you got through with me.”

I jostle her with my laughter. “How’d I do?”

She pretends to snore as she snuggles into me. I touch the soft skin on her arm with the very tips of my fingers. Her breathing becomes heavy. She’s so spent. I wonder if she’s been as pent up as I’ve been these past couple months. I kiss the top of her head. “Are you sleeping here?”

Adler lifts her head and her forehead creases in worry.

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