Page 92 of Rules of the Game


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“I’m not done worshiping you yet.”

Piper’s mouth dropped open when I stepped into the bathroom, her gaze focused directly on the tub. It was at least seven feet long and easily big enough that it would fit both of us, but I knew that wasn’t what captured her attention. It was pressed against a floor-to-ceiling window that overlooked the river. The lights from the skyrises across the river blinked at us, creating an almost artlike view.

Piper turned wide eyes on me, and I kissed her between her brows. “I told you you’d like it.”

“It’s gorgeous.”

I hummed my agreeance, not giving a single fuck about the view while she was in my arms, and balanced her on the edge and turned the water on. She shivered, goose bumps rolling over her skin, and I grabbed a navy silk robe printed with pink flowers from the hook and wrapped it around her shoulders.

“Better?” I asked, tying the rope.

She kissed my chin. “Everything I could want.”

Her words penetrated my chest, wrapping around my heart, and held me in place. I’d been an idiot for waiting so long. I gripped the side of her face, tilting it, and captured her mouth in a slow, possessive kiss filled with everything I didn’t know how to say. By the time we broke free, we were both gasping, and she held on to my shoulders for support.Fuck me.

She took her time untying the belt and pushed the robe off her shoulders, revealing her perfect breasts, which were marked from where I’d kissed them. My cock grew hard again, and I lifted her from her perch, wrapping her legs around mine, and sank us both into the water.

Piper’s eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned as the warmth surrounded her skin, but all I could feel was her straddling my lap. She hadn’t taken the robe all the way off, so it clung around her elbows, and the navy turned into a pure black where it floated in the water behind her. Her gold hair fell over her shoulders, the ends dipping in. She looked like a siren tempting me into the cliffs.

I placed a palm on the small of her back and the other one between her shoulders, encouraging her to lean back and exposing her breasts to me. She placed her hands lightly on my shoulders, trusting me completely to hold her up, and I sucked the tip of one into my mouth, twirling my tongue around her nipple. She shifted in my lap and rocked when my cock lined up with her clit, gasping for breath. I savored the taste of her other nipple while she ground her hips down and searched for release from the tension building within her.

Her nails dug into my shoulders, and I lifted her hips, lining my cock with her entrance before lowering her down onto me inch by inch. Our movements were slow, languid, as our hands roamed over each other. She dropped her face into the curve of my neck, trembling as she rose, then ground her clit into me with each thrust. I grasped her hips, repeating the motion when she trembled in my arms. I was so fucking close, but I needed her to plunge off the edge with me. I dipped my hand below the water, circling her clit with my thumb, and she began to circle her hips on my cock.

“There you go, baby, that’s it,” I encouraged her as she chased her release. Each of her breaths was more ragged than the next until she broke apart in my arms. I let her rest for a moment before lifting her out of the water so she sat on the edge. I dropped my forehead to hers, pounding my hips in a punishing tempo and groaning against her lips as I filled her with my cum.

She collapsed, and I pulled her back into the water, discarding her robe over the side of the tub, and gently rubbed circles into her back. Her eyes closed, and her breaths grew even as she fell asleep.

I lay like that, breathing in her apple scent for several minutes before lifting us both, careful not to wake her, and walking us to the bed.

I wrapped myself around her, pulling her back against my chest, and nuzzled her neck.

“You’re mine now, Piper, and I’m never letting you go.”

THIRTY-ONE

PIPER

Warm and tired,I fought against the sun shining through the window, not wanting to risk waking from this dream. Lips trailed over the curve of my neck, and I hummed in the back of my throat as Lucas splayed his hand over my stomach, tugging my back against his chest.

“Morning, Killer.” Lucas’s breath grazed my ear, and his touch traveled lower. I arched against him as his fingers pressed against my clit, and he ground his cock into my ass.

“Morning,” I whispered, breath catching when he sank two fingers into me.

His groan vibrated against my back. “Fuck, you’re already ready for me.”

I shifted, needing more than his fingers, but just as he lined us up together, the elevator door dinged. I sat up, pulling the sheet over my chest, then looked back at Lucas.

“People can just come in here?” I said, glad that the bedroom door was shut.

He kissed the top of my head before getting out of bed and pulling a pair of sweatpants from a bag beside the bed. “I ordered room service.”

I pulled a thick white terry cloth robe from the closet and wrapped it around myself. I waited until I heard the ding of the elevator leaving before I stepped out of our room.

In the bright light of the day, I could appreciate the stunning space better. It was decorated in a mix of modern lines and comfortable furniture. The curtains were pulled back, revealing a bright morning sky. “What time is it?”

“Almost ten,” Lucas replied from where he was sitting at a round wood table. There was an assortment of breakfast items—eggs, toast, bacon, biscuits, and muffins. I sat across from him in an oversized chair and picked up a piece of bacon. I hummed at the salty flavor taking over my mouth as I took a bite.

Lucas’s eyes went dark, and he leaned across the table. “Keep making those sounds and your breakfast is going to go cold.”

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