Page 25 of Rules Of Our Own

Mia squirms when his hand cups her core, visible through her tight leggings.

“Good. Tell me how she feels.”

She whimpers, and her legs pull together. I grip them to keep them open.

Alex sucks in a breath. “She’s so hot.” He must move because her ass squirms on my lap. “And soft.”

Fuck yes. “Pull her panties to the side and trace her seam.”

Alex bites his lower lip. “Fuck, she’s so wet.”

Mia’s eyes roll back, and small pants escape her lips.

“Eyes on me, Love.”

They snap to mine.

“Alex is going to fuck you with his fingers until you soak through your pants and come all over his hand. You want that, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she breathes out.

Alex doesn’t waste time, and they’re both sucking in air. My hand twitches with the need to squeeze my dick, but this is about her.About them.

She has to understand that we’re doing this together. That she doesn’t need to choose between Alex and me.

Alex’s hips rock against empty air, and his jaw clenches with the need for pressure. I grip Mia’s thighs harder to prevent myself from reaching over. Besides a few heated looks, he hasn’t shown he’s open to exploring, and now isn’t the time to push it.

Mia begins to squirm between us, wide green eyes on mine. I wait until small moans escape her mouth. I press down on Alex’s hand, grinding it into her clit.

It takes seconds before she’s coming undone between us, hips rocking, mouth open with a silent cry. She collapses back, body limp between us and a ghost of a smile on her lips.

I lean in close. “Better?”

Her eyes slit open, and her smile grows. “Perfect.”

Alex’s heated gaze meets mine, and then he raises his fingers to his mouth and sucks her taste off them. His eyes roll back, and he groans deep in his throat. “Fuck me.”

Fuck me is right. My fingers curl, and the tendons strain in my neck as I fight the urge to lick the last of her flavor off his fingers. He gives me a knowing smirk, and I fucking hate the bastard as much as I want him.

The man is killing me, and he doesn’t even know it.

Life has a sick fucking sense of humor, making me want to fuck the shit out of my straight best friend. My eyes travel over Mia’s blissed-out face. Bestfriends.Preferably together.

I need to calm the fuck down. I open the door a few inches and tell the driver we’re ready to go. It’s a twenty-minute drive before the car pulls to a stop, and I set Mia’s legs on the ground, getting out first before helping her. She leans against me like she can’t support her own weight, and I wrap an arm around her waist.

Alex climbs out his own side, his hands dropping to adjust his cock before turning back to us with a smile. “What do you think, Kitten? Do you want more?”

“Yes…no…maybe.” Her gaze heats before she freezes, and fear flashes in her eyes. I grit my jaw, not liking that look.

I kiss her temple. “Answer tomorrow. Enjoy tonight with the girls.”

She nods and steps away from me and keeps going until she’s around the corner and out of our sight.

“We better not have fucked that up.” Alex lets out a long breath. “You know what you’re doing, right?”

“I never know with her. I didn’t think she’d run the last time.” This isn’t just sex for me, but it’s a start, all I had to do was convince her we’re worth it.

CHAPTER13

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