Page 23 of Rules Of Our Own

“You picture me, eh? What else am I doing?” My voice is a low rumble, and a hum travels through my chest as goosebumps cover her neck.

She clears her throat. “Yeah, cleaning up manure must have sucked.”

I laugh, and both Alex and Mia watch me with matching smiles.

“Well, you can keep dreaming because I have no plans of ever doing that again. Plus, we grew corn. No horses, hay, or manure involved.”

I grew up a farm kid, but my skill on the ice had me moving out young. The AAA team from a nearby city scouted me, and the rest is history.

“How about you? Parents still royal dicks?” Mia asks Alex with more concern than I’m sure she intended.

“You know how it is. Some might say they’re right about sports not being as good as academic success.” His shoulders tense.

She twists to look at him and says plainly, “Andthose people would be idiots.”

A smile curls his lips. “Fuck ’em, right?”

She nods. “Right.”

David calls over the wind, “We’re descending. Brace for landing.”

My grip tightens over them both, and I plant my feet just in time for the bottom of the basket to reach the ground. The entire thing shakes, shifting our weight, and Mia face-plants into my chest with a groan.

I stroke my thumb over her cheekbone. “Careful.”

She makes a small squeak-like sound and steps back from both of us. “That was fun.”

I step around, not liking the space she’s created, and cup the side of her jaw, pressing upward so she’s forced to meet my gaze. “Good. I’m glad you liked it.”

Her mouth’s open, chest rising and falling with her rapid breaths. I lean in until my nose just barely grazes hers, and she shifts closer, her breaths fanning over my lips.

“Everyone off, one at a time. Watch your step.” David breaks the moment. Mia huffs out a breath and skirts around me to be the first one off.

“That was fucking hot.” Alex smirks at me before winking and following after her.

I let out a deep breath, praying that I know what the fuck I’m doing.

We get back into the car without a word. The seats aren’t quite wide enough for the three of us, and her legs are raised. It looks uncomfortable. I lift her up, closing the space between Alex and me, and set her on my lap sideways. Her ass is in my lap, and Alex turns toward us, connecting her back to his chest. His hand flies up to her arm to steady her.

She shivers between us, goose bumps visible over her collar, and she shifts her weight. I swallow hard when her hooded eyes meet mine.

“Andre. Step out for a minute. We need a moment alone with our girl,” I say, not bothering to look up.

Mia’s eyes flash, mouth dropping open.

The driver gets out immediately, shutting the door behind him.

“What’s wrong?” I ask her, keeping my voice low and my mouth against her ear.

“N-nothing,” she stutters, and I move in closer, adjusting her on my lap. Her eyes round when she feels my hard cock against her.

I grip her calf furthest from my chest and drop it onto the floor, leaving the other one tucked to my side, spreading her legs wide.

Alex groans, and his hand splays over her sternum. “Your heart’s going crazy.”

She nods, and her mouth opens, but no words come out.

I grip her jaw and lean into them. “Ask me now.”

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