Page 106 of Unwritten Rules

Her breath catches on a sob, and she palms my rain-drenched cheeks, pulling my mouth back to hers again, kissing me with all the unspoken, long-seated feelings between us. Making me hers.

The gentle pace from before is gone, replaced with an urgency unlike anything I’ve experienced before. Her kiss consumes me and sets my body ablaze, all coherent thought replaced by the overwhelming need to give myself to her.

To erase all memory of another man’s touch on her body. To burrow myself so deep inside her, that she’ll never be without me again.

Edging my hand along her bare leg, I push the wet fabric of her t-shirt dress higher until I’ve reached the edge of her panties, rubbing a single digit over the obviously swollen nub hidden beneath.

Her body bucks into my hand, seeking more, so I gently tug her panties to one side, sliding a long, thick finger inside her slick core.

She rips her mouth from mine, inhaling on a gasp when I use my thumb to rub rough circles across her throbbing clit before adding a second digit, stretching her delightfully.

Increasing the speed of my fingers, I lower my mouth to her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses along every inch of her exposed wet flesh as she begins to chant.

“Yes, yes, yes. Don’t stop. I’m going to come.”

Her head falls back against the rain-slick car as her mouth opens in a moan, and her eyes lock on mine. I pump harder, faster, building her orgasm with expert precision despite my lack of sex life in recent years.

Keeping her pinned in place with one palm, I drop to my knees and slip her legs over each shoulder to bury my face in her pussy, gripping her ass cheeks with both hands to hold her steady whilst I lay siege to her wet sex.

“Oh, fuck yes!”

Her hips grind against my face as I lick her from back to front, nipping her clit between my teeth before growling against her drenched core.

“Scream for me, Hellcat.”

I latch my mouth around her swollen nub, sucking hard as she squirms against my attention. Slipping one hand from the curve of her ass, I rub my thumb over and back across her engorged bud as my tongue finds its way to her pulsing slit.

Spearing my tongue, I enter her gently at first but pick up speed as she grabs my hair, pulling tight, holding me firmly against her.

“I’m coming, I’m coming, oh fuck, oh shit.”

Her eyes are on my actions when I raise mine to watch her in all her glory. Her lip is caught between her teeth so hard I think that she may have drawn blood.

Her sweetness explodes into my mouth, drowning my tongue, and I close my eyes in wonder to drink down every drop of her honeyed orgasm as my cock leaks precum into my pants, desperate to gain access to her promised land.

Before she descends from her high, I push myself to stand, yank open my tux pants, and tug down my jocks to allow my cock to spring free, landing against her soft thigh.

“I was tested after—”

I cut her off when I cover her mouth with mine, refusing to have anyone else’s name spoken in this moment. I ravage her mouth as my cock throbs just outside of her heat for long minutes until we tear our lips apart, both panting heavily.

“Are you on the pill?”

She looks down, nodding slowly.

“Good. I want nothing to come between us ever again. I want to feel every inch of you wrapped around my cock when I take you.”

Nibbling her bottom lip, Mila’s pupils are blown wide, her own desire palpable.

“Are you… have you…” she trails off.

Her cheeks are a delicious shade of pink as she reaches between us to grip my hardness, rubbing her thumb across the leaking slit to cover the head with my own arousal.

I groan as she squeezes me tighter, knowing exactly what she wants to know. “I’m clean, baby. I’ve not…”

Her eyes find mine, confusion dancing across her perfect face.

“You’re the only one for me. You have been since before I even realised it.”