Rules Of Our Own (Rule Breaker Series Book 3)

ALEX’S COCK bobs less than an inch in front of my lips. It’s dripping with precum, and my mouth waters to lick it up. I check in with him. “You good?”

He’s pressed against the wall, hands fisted at his sides, chest heaving.

“Y…ye…yes.” he croaks, and without hesitation, I swirl my tongue around his tip, savoring his salty, musky taste.

“Fuck,” Alex says, his cock twitching. I can see how hard he’s straining to stay still, and I can’t fucking have that.

I wrap my lips over him, sucking until he hits the back of my throat before swallowing. Alex lets out a pained whimper, hips shifting, and I pull back slowly, taking care to stroke the vein under his head, then deep-throat him again.

His hand drops hesitantly to my hair, and I continue to suck him vigorously, cupping his balls in my palm.

“Holy…shit…River.” Alex’s hips come off the wall, hand gripping my hair, thrusting himself deeper, and I take all of him.

The door opens, and he tries to pull back, but I refuse to let him go. I see Mia leaning against the wall from my peripheral vision, and she’s grinning at us, eyes filled with pure lust. I knew our girl would like this.

“Mia, come here,” Alex asks, voice strained.

“No. I want to watch,” she says in a soft purr, and her hand disappears under her waistband.

Fuck, that’s hot. I swirl my tongue, circling Alex’s throbbing length, and suck him deep, pulling his attention back to where it belongs. On me. 

My cock begs me to stroke it, and I tear my pants open, gripping the base before moving at the same pace as my mouth. Alex holds my head steady, fisting my hair, and fucks my mouth uncontrollably. I take everything he has, moaning and humming around him. He groans, chasing his release, each thrust growing more desperate.

I jerk myself harder with each stroke, and my balls grow tight with my building release. I desperately need him to come over the edge with me.

Still caressing his balls, I reach my middle finger back to press against the rim of his ass.

He convulses, legs trembling, and grips my shoulder to support himself. “Fuck—fuck—fuck.”

A groan vibrates through my chest, and my dick grows painfully hard. I slowly circle him, adding the smallest hint of pressure, and take him as deep as I can. His thrusts become erratic, a guttural growl rips from his chest, and my orgasm detonates as I eagerly swallow down his pulsing release.

I keep his cock in my mouth, cleaning him off as he grows soft until he’s twitching against my touch.

“Fuck, River.” He’s watching me with wide eyes filled with wonder. I kiss his hip bone tenderly, not looking away, rising to kiss over the ridges of his abs and taking my time flattening my tongue over his nipple. He tastes like salt and sex, and it’s fucking with my head.

I stand fully so we’re face-to-face and search his eyes. This close, they’re a warm brown with a gold rim around the center, making them look like they’re shining from within. I brush my thumb over the three freckles on his left cheekbone. Alex swallows hard, and warmth fills my chest when he leans into my touch. He closes his eyes when I run my thumb across his jaw and press down on his chin, urging him to open for me.

“Look at me.”

His eyes flash, and his pupils are blown wide.

I sink my tongue into his mouth, caressing it across his, forcing him to taste what I did to him. The kiss turns hard, frantic, and our teeth clash together when I dig my fingers into his hair and tug his head back. He grips my hips, pulling me closer, and groans deep in his throat.

I drop my forehead, run my nose along his, and breathe in his sweet coconut scent. Our lips graze with each inhale, and I cup his neck, holding his face gently in my hands, thumbs brushing along his temples.

“Let me take care of you.”

He trembles in my touch, not ready to answer me.

My chest constricts. Each beat of my heart desperately needs this to be more to him than a new experience.

I lower my mouth, taking his in a slow, delicate kiss before pulling away. He leans forward, chasing my mouth, and I grin.

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