Page 99 of Broken Rules
There’s no way I’m making it to the bedroom with my pussy still throbbing, and he knows it while kicking off his jeans and lifting me into his arms, taking each careful step with his tongue down my throat. Walking to the doorway, he places me on the floor, easing me against the door as he deepens our kiss—this man will suck my face for hours if I’d let him, and as much as I enjoy his mouth on mine, right now I want that tongue between my legs.
I break our kiss, gripping his hair tight, and he groans as I force him to his knees, Lennox already having my leg on his shoulder, biting my inner thigh while licking the length to my pussy, and my head bucks backward.
“I have to tell you something,” Lennox says between kissing my clit.
“I can’t hear you right now, Lex.” He chuckles, staring at me with his mouth full, and my eyes flutter, grinding my hips toward his face the harder he sucks, gripping his hair tighter when he pulls away. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
Lennox growls, both my legs now securely around his shoulders as he supports me by my waist, grunting with the brutal lashes of his tongue, and I can almost taste the finish line. He’s stronger than me, pulling away to take a breath through his teeth from the sting, and if I didn't love this man, I would kill him for stopping again.
“Lex, please, baby—let me come.”
“Not here. You and I know what your body is capable of, and I’m bringing you there again tonight.”
Pins and needles prickle my skin, last night flooding to the forefront of my mind, and Lennox glides his finger across the bumps. We’ve been exploring everything about each other, and that orgasm still shakes me to the core when I think about it.
“Then bring me inside.”
My feet planted on the floor, Lennox stands, backing me into the room as he opens the door, towering over my naked body. The blackout curtains are closed, the only source of light coming from the hallway, bright enough to see the surrounding area, yet I can’t pull my gaze away from him—his presence puts me in a trance until the back of my legs hit something hard, and I look back.
He takes hold of my chin, making me look at him as he cocks his head to the side. “Eyes on me.”
I lick my lips, blowing out a shaky breath when he rubs his thumb across the bottom. “I want to see.”
A shiver shoots up my spine when he trails his fingers down my arms, taking hold of my wrists and raising them. “There’s a bar above your head. Grab it.”
I reach but feel nothing. “Where?” He lifts me by my ass, and I grab onto the metal pole, my body stretching as I hang at least a foot off the floor. “Lex…”
“Tell me your safe word, Peaches.”
“Socks.”
Lennox smiles, then lowers to draw something out from under the bed, my toes just barely touching the platform below, then he leaves me to hang. My heart’s pounding as he opens a drawer to my left, metal clinking while walking back to me, securing cuffs around my wrists and connecting the chain links to the bar.
“If you get tired, let go and use the platform to gather your strength.” Leaning against the bar, he lingers above my lips. “The longer you hang, the faster we’ll come.” He presses a feather-light kiss. “Each time you let go, I’ll stop.”
“Stop what?” I breathe.
Leaving me again, he returns to run something smooth along my pussy, and I hum once he slips the hard object inside me. “You’re in charge of our pleasure tonight.”
He moves back before I can kiss him, then walks across the room to sit in a chair with a small remote in his hand. There’s a bottle of lube on the table beside him, and he drizzles a good amount on his palm—mine feel slick once he slowly strokes his dick, and I squeeze my thighs together, moaning when vibrations rock me to my core.
I drop, and the pulsing stops, the restraints pulling my wrists taunt. He watches me as I catch my breath, and I grab hold again, more put together this time. I keep eye contact as he presses the button, the settings still low, yet the rumbling is tantalizing, an ache slowly settling in my muscles, which adds to my pleasure, needing more.
He resumes jerking off, tipping his head against the chair, and ups the speed to medium. “We gotta talk, Peaches.”
I grip the pole harder, moaning louder, trying not to let go. “Lex—”
His moans increase, bucking his hips forward when he adjusts his position to lean further back, and he stops when I slip again, both of us breathing hard while he grips the arms of the chair.
“You can hold on longer. Don’t let anything distract you from your goal. You’re in control of your body, your mind.”
I nod, chewing on my bottom lip, understanding where he’s taking me. “Okay.”
Grabbing the bar, I squeeze my core, hollowing my body to feel weightless, and close my eyes as the vibrations return. “Watch me.”
I breathe through my nose, my toes curling as I peel my eyes open, heat flushing my skin as Lennox continues to stroke himself, each pump making my pussy pulse more, his rhythm becoming sporadic, his chest rising fast like my racing heart.
“The owner of the company you auditioned for…he saw you perform.”
