Page 24 of Rules Of Our Own

“What?” Her eyebrow lifts in question.

“Last night, you wanted me. Ask me to make you come right here. Let us show you what we can give you.” My voice is rough, laced with a command. I know she listened to me last night. Just like I know she’s been going crazy all morning.

Her gaze flicks from Alex’s dark one to mine. “We’re in a car,” she whispers.

“Mia, I want you.” I gesture to Alex. “Wewant you. For the rest of the weekend, we want you to just enjoy yourself. You’ve been working too hard.”

“For the rest of the weekend?” she asks, barely above a whisper. I can practically see her brain working through the offer.

Alex’s brows pull together, and his jaw locks. I know he wants to say something, but we both know there’s no point.

“Until you leave. Let us take care of you, Love. Can you do that?”

Her throat moves with her swallow, and her eyes are wide on mine before a slow smile curls her lips. “Yeah, I can do that—”

I press my lips to hers, groaning deep in my throat. I’d been waiting years for this. She opens immediately, and I don’t waste time filling her with my tongue, tasting sweetness as I explore her mouth.

She moans and digs her fingers into my hair, holding me in place.

“Fuck,” Alex hisses and dips his hand under her sweatshirt, pulling up to reveal bare skin. She shivers again when his hand draws circles against her heated stomach.

I pull away, loving the way she tries to follow me.

Alex runs his nose along her jaw, and she twists until their mouths graze each other’s. Her fingers tighten in my hair when he deepens the kiss, pulling needy sounds from her. He murmurs between breaths, “I knew you’d taste so fucking good—so soft—perfect-fucking-mouth—”

She responds to his words by rocking her hips and grinding her ass into my hard cock. I hiss out a breath and grip the sides of her hips, guiding her exactly how I want.

She arches, mouth never leaving Alex’s when my thumbs stroke up her thighs until they brush her apex. The fabric’s already soaked through, and I fight back the urge to pull them off and see her glistening pussy.

She jerks, and her head falls back, her moan breaking free.

I trail my thumb over the center seam of her leggings, barely grazing the fabric. “That’s what you want?”

She nods vigorously, hips lifting into my palm.

“Mia, you agree to our terms? You’re ours for the weekend.”

She grows still, and I can see her hesitance take over. There’s a battle behind her eyes as she struggles with the decision.

I pushed her too far. Before I can back off, Alex cuts in.

“Maybe she needs a taste. Something to show what she’s in for.”

My gaze narrows on hers. “Want that? You want to come right here between us?”

She nods.

“Ask me. Tell me what you need.” I insist.

“Make me come.”

Alex groans, his fingers tightening around her waist. I meet his gaze. “You heard her. Make her come.”

“Fuck.”His head drops into the crook of her neck.

“Slide your hand under her pants but above her underwear,” I direct him, and my cock grows painfully hard.

Alex’s throat bobs with his swallow before he does as he’s told.

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