Page 25 of Play By The Rules


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I rack my brain, the haze of alcohol from the evening making it difficult to focus. The confusion must show on my face, as he continues, “You agreed to a date despite the rule that you don’t date.”

Well, shit, I did do that.

I don’t stop the childish giggle that escapes me.

All of this because I broke a stupid rule.

“Isn’t this a bit much, even for you?” I ask, moving my gaze to my bound hands and then to my legs. “Seriously, what even is this?”

“Punishment,” he tells me in a low growl. There’s no way this should be hot, but being punished for disobeying him makes my clit ache harder, my body breaking out into goosebumps. “It looks good on you, don’t you think?”

I don’t answer, keeping my mouth firmly closed.

“I’m going to assume you agree. Does it turn you on, knowing that I can do whatever I want to you and you can’t stop me? You can scream, of course, but then you’d have an audience to watch me take you.”

Yes.

I gasp at the thought, and his eyes fill with heat.

If he looks down, he will see the effect his words are having on me. The thought of someone watching isn’t something I’ve ever considered. Sex isn’t something I’ve given much thought to after that one night with him.

Right now, though, I’m interested.

Very interested.

“What are you doing?” I ask him when he lifts himself up from the bed and pulls his hoodie over his head, tossing it on the floor. His shirt follows a moment later.

“Getting comfortable.” His hand moves to the waistband of his black sweatpants, and my breath halts.

He slowly slides the material past his hips and down his legs before stepping out of them.

Taking measured steps, he makes his way back to the bed and crawls on top of me. His hands resting beside my head while his thighs straddle my waist. He lowers himself, only an inch or two, but I don’t miss the erection he’s sporting as it rests against my centre.

“You deserve to be punished, don’t you think?”

I shake my head, but my hips move of their own accord seeking the friction he’s yet to offer. He lowers himself another inch, his cock pressed firmly against me now. When I move my hips again, a breathless moan escapes me when the tip of him brushes over my aching clit.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he whispers into my ear, rolling his hips against me. “Do you want to get off on my dick? I bet you’re thinking about it, aren’t you? How it feels, when I’m balls deep, driving you into this mattress while your cunt pulses around me.”

The mixture of his words and the way he presses against me, has me chasing the high they promise. My own movements quicken, forcing him to give me more.

I need more.

I need everything he has to offer.

My breath quickens, my heart racing when he holds himself against me.

“How close are you, Fallon?”

“So fucking close.” I moan when he moves again, my orgasm coiling around me. My body pulses, threatening to explode, but before I can fall over the edge, he rolls off me and leaves me shackled to the bed, alone.

“That’s too bad,” he says, pulling his clothes back on. He stalks over to the door, a smug smirk on his face. “Be a good girl and follow the rules, and maybe I’ll come back and finish what I started. Good night, baby.”

What the fuck just happened?

THIRTEEN

Idon’tseeTheodoreover the next week, and while I should be happy about that, I’m not. It’s disappointing, for reasons I don’t understand. While I should be angry that he left me tied to a bed, wanting and needy for him, I mostly just feel confused.

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