Page 39 of Rules Of Our Own

“Careful, Mia,” River breathes against my ear, and my skin breaks out in goosebumps despite the heat. The man has a way of saying my name that turns it into something indecent.

My heart is still pounding from being startled, then nearly crashes as I hiss, “What are you doing?”

I expect him to answer. He should answer. It would be normal to answer, but quiet as always, River lets go of me and lifts himself to the bench above me, dropping his knees to either side of my head. Any irritation I felt moments ago instantly vanishes. I turn toward him, confused, but he cups the nape of my neck and directs me forward.

I suck in a breath. The move feels like a command, reinforced when he tightens his grip once before letting go. My fingers dig into the cedar planks on either side of me in an attempt to keep still.

River’s palms settle on my shoulders and tug me until my back arches and my chest lifts into the air before his fingers shift lower. He covers every inch of my skin painfully slowly, taking time to outline my collarbone before lowering further. His palms are like lava against my already heated skin. By the time his fingertips graze the cup of my bikini, my entire body feels like he lit a fire within.

I take a long, slow breath as he dips under the fabric, sweeping back and forth just below the edge. My nipples harden until they tingle with the need for his touch. All of my attention is focused on where he caresses the sensitive curve of my breasts. My chest aches, and my head blurs, almost fuzzy with anticipation.

“Breathe.” River nips my ear, and his hands back off, drawing a whimper from my mouth. I hold my breath, and my eyes shoot across to where the other person in the room’s located, but I still can’t make anything out.

“Will you breathe, or will I have to stop?” I feel his words more than hear them. His mouth grazing the shell of my ear. I nod and take several deep breaths, pausing before letting them out.

“Good girl.” His gravelly praise goes straight to my core. Before I can inhale again, he pushes the cups of my bikini to the side, leaving me exposed. Cupping my breasts, he pushes them together and ever so slightly squeezes.

I arch into his touch and press back between his thighs, loving his groan when the hard length of his cock presses against my shoulder. I shift, and he squeezes my breasts again, this time just shy of painful, making his command clear.

I want to turn around and take him into my mouth. Drive him out of his mind for once, but I want what he wants to give me more.

He circles his thumbs around my nipples until they’re painfully hard. The way this man has me coming apart with just his hands… Time is drawn out until every molecule of my being is focused on his touch. I’m about to beg, not caring we aren’t alone, when River pinches my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, shooting an electric current straight to my clit. I buck my hips, drawing in a sharp gasp.

The door opens, and I stiffen, realizing my top is completely missing.

“About fucking time,” River says as the new person steps closer.

Alex comes into view less than two feet from my face and rests his palms on my legs. His thumbs stroke the inside of my thighs. He’s close enough now I can make out his hooded eyes roaming over where River’s rolling my nipples. His gaze meets mine. His lips shift, revealing a smile that’s more primal than flirtatious. “Look at you, Kitten.”

River cups my breasts, holding them out for Alex. He leans forward and sucks my nipple into his mouth.Shit.Alex swirls his tongue, soothing the tender peak.

I should be mortified that we’re doing this in public. Wetness soaks my thighs at the idea of being caught with their hands on me, driving me out of my mind with their touch.

I release the bench, digging my hands into Alex’s hair and holding him against me. A low chuckle rumbles through his chest before he releases my nipple.

River runs his palms down my arms, collaring my wrists between his fingers. He slowly tightens his grip until I release my grasp of Alex’s hair. I whimper when he places my hands back on the bench, making it clear that I’m not allowed to touch. I stiffen and go to move away when he kisses the back of my nape, just below my hairline. The motion is so unexpectedly tender that I freeze.

He trails kisses along my neck before sucking the bottom of my ear between his teeth. “Do you want to continue?”

No. Yes.Please.My brain short-circuits between them. But no one touches me, waiting for my answer. I take several calming breaths. “Yes.”

River wraps his hand around my throat and tilts my head back until I meet his black gaze towering above me. Even upside down, he looks like Lucifer, here to claim my soul. “That’s our good girl.”

Alex’s mouth descends on my other nipple, and my hips tilt, searching for friction.

A masculine sound that’s between a groan and a cough comes from the other side of the room too far to see through the steam. Sparks of heat dance in my lower stomach, everything's more intense knowing the stranger’s getting off listening to us.

The hand around my throat tightens, and the world grows small. River’s gaze hasn’t left mine as he slowly tightens his grasp until my chest burns, then releases. By the time Alex is kissing down my stomach and pulling off my swimsuit bottoms, I’ve forgotten about anyone else.

River releases his hold completely before lifting me and taking my place on the bench. He quickly settles my back against his chest, hooking my legs on the outside of his thighs. He spreads his knees wide, exposing me to Alex’s hot gaze.

Alex groans as he takes me in. His eyes dart to mine, and what can only be called a sinister grin curves his mouth. He leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss that leaves us both panting. “So fucking perfect.”

He stands, stepping back, and the air shifting reminds me that I’m nearly naked, stretched, and exposed, but my brain shuts off the second Alex drops to his knees.

He runs his nose along my seam, breathing me in before flattening his tongue against my clit. I jerk, and my knees pull inward, only to be met with River holding them further apart.

I grip the bench, unsure if I’m allowed to touch them yet, and my arms tremble with the force required to keep them in place. I breathe out a sigh of relief when River lifts my hands up and behind me to wrap around the back of his neck. I give a sharp tug of his hair, and his stiff cock bucks into my ass. So I do it again.

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