Page 95 of Unwritten Rules

“Touch me, Nathaniel. Please. I don’t want to beg anymore.”

I tip my forehead to hers, holding her eyes fiercely as I growl. “Your wish, Hellcat.”

She raises her lips to mine once more, but I smirk slyly and palm her breastbone to urge her onto her back. She looks at me quizzically but does as I want.

“When I enter Heaven, it will be more than a quick fuck in a library, so for now, Hellcat, be a good girl and cover your mouth when you come all over my face.”

CHAPTER 28

NATE

I drop to my knees and gently shove the material of Mila’s skirt to one side, only for the air to be expelled from my lungs in one big breath.

Laid out before me is a pair of sheer white lace panties, presenting Mila’s perfect pussy topped with the tiniest landing strip leading to her pulsing clit that’s clearly shimmering in her arousal through the saturated material.

There’s the most unique star-shaped birthmark on her left inner thigh, and before I’ve even realised what I’m doing, I’ve dropped a kiss on it.

Mila’s soft whisper echoes around the stacks surrounding us. “I’ve never… I’ve never—”

Her knees tremble on either side of my face, and I realise with a surge of ownership that no other man has kissed her here.

The knowledge is intoxicating, and my dick begs for some kind of friction, pleading with me to cross into the pearly gates and give us both a glimpse of the promised land, but raising my eyes to Mila’s concerned ones, I shove my own body’s wants right out of my head.

“You’re telling me that you’ve… Never Been Kissed, is it?” I quirk a sardonic brow, her tremulous giggle easing a little of the tense anticipation humming from her body.

“Don’t worry, baby. Everything will turn out alright.”

While my eyes still hold hers, I hook my forefinger through the side of her panties, pull the string to one side and then bend my head forward to flatten my tongue.

Oh-so-slowly, I lick her perfect pussy from the bottom to the top, sucking her hardened clit in between my lips as her hips raise off the table of their own volition.

Her eyes blow wide, and she throws her head back against the table as an unrestrained moan of delight leaves her parted lips.

I pull back to slap her wet heat gently, causing her to jump whilst a soft cry somewhere between a whimper and a plea echoes through the stacks.

“Your pleasure belongs to my ears alone.” I growl against her honeyed clit. “I said cover your mouth, Hellcat.”

Her head snaps forward, eyes blazing into mine in defiance until she quirks a brow and sits forward to plant her lips on mine again. Her tongue meets mine, and her eyes flutter shut as I give her what she wants, playing along for now.

Mila runs her hands up along my chest and finding my bowtie, she tugs roughly then sits back with a triumphant look on her beautiful face.

The bowtie dangles from her thumb and forefinger as she smirks. “Make. Me.”

Fuck. If I’m not about to come in my pants. Again.

I feel my nostrils flare as I yank the tie from her grasp and bend closer to drop a chaste kiss on her plump lips.

“Lift your ass for me.”

She does as I’ve said so that I can tug her panties down her legs, and roughly balling up the barely-there lace, I whisper against her lips, “Open.”

Without hesitation, she parts her lips, allowing me to place the slip of material inside her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine as I cover her mouth with my bowtie, tying it in a knot behind her head.

“Now, lie back and show me Heaven.”

Her legs slowly drop open as she lowers herself back onto her elbows, fully intent on watching my every move.

I hook each delectable leg over my shoulders, resting my hands on her stomach to drop several open-mouthed kisses along both of her thighs, all the way up until I can see her glistening pussy, her arousal dripping down to her ass.