Page 29 of Enforcing the Rules

I sucked in a breath, and arched my spine, my head going back, and my fists curling in the fabric beside my hips.

He gave me one long stroke after another until my hands went to his head, and my fingers tunneled through his hair.

When I did, his grip on my hips immediately tightened. He toyed with my clit, giving the little nub unrelenting attention. I shuddered and moaned, and my nails scratched his scalp until his deep growl vibrated against me, driving me crazy.

He tugged on the nub, grazing it lightly with his teeth before drawing on it again.

“Utah,” I whimpered, my hold on his hair tightening, holding him to me.

He toyed with me some more, delving his tongue into my pussy, then back to my clit until I was thrashing my head from side to side.

His hold on me released, and a second later, his fingers drove inside me while his mouth lifted to be replaced by his thumb. His fingers sought my g-spot, while his thumb worked me into a frenzy.

A shudder tore through me when he found that magic spot he’d been searching for.

“Please,” I panted.

“I know what you need, baby.” His ministrations kept at me while his free hand trailed up and covered my breast. His thumb and forefinger closed over my nipple, tugging and pinching, and it drove me over the edge with a scream.

My release burst forth, drenching his fingers.

He kept them there, his motions easing, letting me ride through my orgasm until I moaned and my panting breaths evened out.

Utah withdrew his fingers and licked them clean, then crawled up my body, pausing along the way to latch onto one nipple and then the other. He laved and licked and bit.

Then he rose and took my mouth with his. I tasted myself on him and moaned. The vibration triggered an equal one in him. It shook his chest, and then he pulled his mouth free and smiled at me.

“Delicious.”

I lifted a brow, my eyes traveling down his naked body. “I’ve yet to find out.”

He took the hint, and in a moment was straddling my ribs. He wrapped a hand around his hard length and guided the head to my lips. I didn’t hesitate, and he slid inside. Deep inside. I moaned around his length.

He pulled back and thrust forward again, soon finding a rhythm. His hands gripped the headboard, and his hips pumped into me.

“Take it, beautiful. Take it all.”

I clutched his thighs and stroked up to his ass, squeezing.

He grabbed one wrist and brought my hand between his legs, pressing my fingertips against that spot between his cock and his balls. I took over, massaging his own secret g-spot until he was breathing hard and sweating.

“You want my cum, baby?” he rasped.

A second later, he shot down my throat. I took it all… every drop, and licked him clean as he pulled free.

He flopped to his back, breathing hard. “Goddamn, woman.”

I went up on an elbow, leaned over him, and grinned.

He lifted a hand, and his fingers gripped my hair, tugging me to him until our mouths collided. He kissed me long and hard, and when we broke apart to breathe, I collapsed on his chest. His arms went to my sides, trailing up and down my ribs and hips.

“I ain’t through with you yet, girl.”

“I should hope not. There’s still a strip of condoms on the bed.”

His chest shook with laughter, and his palm came down on my ass. “A smartass. That’s what she is.”

I yelped and pulled away, laughing, but he followed me, grabbing my ankle and yanking me across the bed until he pinned me where he wanted me. I loved how he manhandled me, flipping me around how he wanted. I loved his weight on me, his muscular chest pressed to my breasts. I loved the way he caught and held my gaze.

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