Page 72 of Broken Rules
She lets out a sob, and my stomach drops. Releasing my grip, I spin her around to face me, drawing her close.
“You can’t love me, Lex,” she cries, clinging to my body. “I’m too flawed. You deserve someone better than me.”
“No.” I place my hands on her cheeks, wiping under her eyes with my thumbs. “If it’s not you in my arms, I don’t want her.”
Her lip trembles. “Why me?”
Smiling, I say, “Why not you?” Our lips are inches apart, and I add, “You are perfectly flawed.” I lay a peck, then another on her cheek. “I love those perfect wrinkles under your eyes when you smile hard.” She huffs a laugh, snorting as I nibble on the lobe of her ear, holding back my chuckle. “Your perfect laugh.” My hold travels to her waist, my kisses follow to the spot she loves on her neck, and she moans, tilting her head back. “So damn perfect.” I glide to her lips, gazing into her eyes. “And all mine.”
Our mouths crash the second the words leave my tongue, it’s almost painful, but the need to kiss is intense. Evie bites my bottom lip, and I growl as she wraps her legs around my waist, grinding her cunt on my dick. Lifting her, I shift until she’s on her back by the pillows, and our kiss breaks as I hover above.
“Is that how you want it?” I nip along her collarbone, making her squirm the lower I go, then stop at her chest. “Rough?” Palming her breast, I rub her nipple through the thin fabric, spread my fingers, then tweak the hardened peak between them, making her gasp. “Yes or no, Peaches?”
“Lex—”
I release, trailing to the other, and draw small circles, waiting for her body to respond before backing away. “Yes. Or no?”
“Yes. Fucking yes. Don’t stop.”
This time I pull the cup down, swirl my tongue, and suck her nipple into my mouth, dragging my teeth over the sensitive bud. Evie moans, fisting my hair as I blow, then suck again. “I’m gonna taste every inch of you.”
She doesn’t let up as I continue downward, kissing harder while taking in the sting of her grip, traveling the plains of her stomach, making her squirm when lapping across her hip bones, nipping, grunting, arriving where I’m dying to taste. The thong covering her pussy won’t stand a chance, and she hums as I dip my hands under her ass, gripping the strings to tear the fragile fabric off, and fuck is she beautiful. I’ve yet to see her this close, so open, personal.
I widen her legs as far as they go, her ankles touching the mattress on either side, and I glide my fingers along her smooth skin. My imagination runs wild—all the positions I’ll eventually get her in. For now, my attention returns to my prize, admiring what’s mine.
Evie rolls her pelvis, urging me forward with her grasp. However, I hold back, grinning when she groans, lets my hair go, and glides her fingers down her pussy, rubbing circles on her clit, needing to ease the ache—I want her wound up, begging, and quickly gather her wrists to pin her arms above her head, nudging my nose along her jaw.
“Keep them here.” Her eyes flutter open and closed from my dick pressing against her pussy, trying to find relief with each subtle buck of her hips against my pants and my grip tightening around her wrists, stopping her advance with my weight. “You’re tired of taking control, aren’t you, baby? You want me to take over, tease your body until you’re begging.” She’s breathing harder while gazing into my eyes, and I trail my hand down her arm to caress her cheek. “Tell me, Peaches,” I whisper against her lips. “So I can do everything I've been dying to do to you.”
Evie shakes her head. “Lose control. Do whatever you want. No rules are holding us back.”
“Fuck,” I moan, my dick straining as I kiss her, our tongues eager, and I force myself to pull away.
Standing, I walk to the foot of the bed, and take in her stretched body, how she’s rubbing her thighs together, keeping her arms raised, completely exposed while waiting for me—she’s fucking intoxicating.
The mattress dips while I spread her legs and settle between, starting where she left. She bites her bottom lip, whining from my tongue skimming over her slit, and I grab under her thighs, pulling her closer to take her entire pussy into my mouth.
Her moans are loud as I sway my head, wanting to hear more, leaving no area untouched, sucking and lapping until she’s fucking my face for more—needing some type of control—my greedy fucking wife. I draw back and slap her cunt, making her cry out.
“Fuck—Lex,” Evie pants, digging her nails into the sheets at her sides before placing her hands back over her head, and I hum, pleased at her willingness to comply though she can’t help bucking her hips again.
“Are you greedy, Peaches?” Eyes rolling back, she breathes harder when I flick the piercing at the top of her clit. “Should I fill your pussy or that pretty mouth next?”
I don’t give her a chance to answer as the urge to feast draws me back, feeling up her stomach, grabbing her perfect tits on the way to her neck, giving a gentle squeeze—testing the waters with a firmer grip, and she loves it, moaning, fucking my face harder until she comes undone, her beautiful body writhing.
She tries to back away, but I don’t let up until she stops spasming, though I’m nowhere finished with her as I dip lower, sweeping my tongue between her cheeks. Evie breathes hard, spreading her legs wider as I eat her ass, and a shuddering whine rolls off her tongue—I’m about to come in my fucking pants.
“Lex, please—I want to touch you.”
I lick the length of her body until our mouths crash, and I bring her hand to my dick. My eyes widen when I hit the mattress, Evie using her tiny frame to get me on my back—she’s at my belt, unbuckling and pulling my cock out in seconds. I’m standing tall, hard, and more than ready for her to take me into her mouth. Evie drags my clothes off, then straightens up, unclipping her bra, her nakedness on full display.
“You enjoy eating my pussy?” she asks, climbing onto the bed, trailing her fingers along the ceiling as she walks the mattress and stands above my face.
“More than anything.”
“Mm, you want more, baby?”
Lowering herself, she kneels above my mouth, placing her middle finger between me and her slit, teasing her clit as I hold her hips, grunting, urging her to come closer, gripping her harder, my heart pounding I can barely think outside needing to fuck, to eat this sweet cunt she’s depriving me—
