Page 33 of The Rule Breaker (Colton U Playbook #1)

“You taste so good,” I groan, licking up every drop of slick leaking out of her ruined, twitching pussy. “Could stay down here all night.”

My hands spread her open wider, holding her still while I feast, groaning into her pussy until she twitches.

I pull back just enough to look up at her—panting, glassy-eyed, a total wreck already.

“Too much?” I ask, voice thick, lips shining with her.

She shakes her head fast, biting her lip. Her thighs are shaking, but she doesn’t want me to stop.

Good.

Because I’m just getting started.

I grin against her skin and flip her onto her stomach in one move.

She gasps when she lands on her stomach, panting, her hair a mess across her back.

“On your knees, baby,” I tell her, smacking her ass, watching it ripple and turn the cutest shade of pink. “Face the headboard.”

She hesitates, for half a second. Then she shifts up, her elbows digging into the mattress, back arched, ass in the air, looking like every one of my dirty dreams.

I grab her hips, my thumbs pressing into those dimples at the base of her spine and just watch her for a second. I smack her ass again, the sharp sound filling the room as she moans, pushing back into my hand.

“You know what this pussy needs?” I murmur, dragging the tip of my cock through her. “It needs to be fucked. Needs to be filled, doesn’t it?”

She whines, nodding frantically, arching her back even more, pushing her hips back into me.

“Patience, baby,” I mutter, reaching into the drawer beside my bed. I rip open the foil with my teeth, roll the condom on quick, and stroke my length once, twice. Then I’m crawling back over her, lining up at her entrance, the head of my dick pressing just barely against her tight, dripping hole.

I push in slowly, and holy shit, she’s tight. So warm, so wet, squeezing around me like her body’s trying to memorize mine. She gasps, her fingers gripping the sheets, and I grip her hips harder to keep myself grounded.

“Fuuuck,” I groan, buried halfway. Her pussy is gripping me so good, I have to stop, breathe, hold myself from pounding into her like I want to. I lean over her back and kiss her shoulder. “You feel so fucking good, baby,” I whisper against her skin. “So goddamn tight.”

She moans, rocking her hips back, taking me deeper. Her lips part on a soft, broken sound when I bottom out.

I grip her hips and pull every inch out before slamming back in. Her body jolts, her tits bouncing under her. She whimpers, fisting the sheets, hard. Her ass hits my hips with a wet slap with every thrust.

I’m fucking lost in her. Drowning in the way she takes me so deep I forget my own name. The way her body wraps around my cock like it belongs to her, like she’s the one fucking me with every needy roll of her hips.

“Ryan,” she moans, breathless. It makes my heart pound in my chest. Fucking love hearing her moan my name. Like I’m the only man that’s ever touched her. Like I’m the only one who ever will.

And fuck me, I want to hear her scream it.

I slam into her with one smooth, brutal stroke, hilting deep, her gasp swallowed by the echo of skin on skin. She clenches around me, tight as a goddamn fist, and my control’s hanging by a fucking thread.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

She lets out a loud, needy moan—too loud—and my hand is on her mouth instantly.

“Shh, baby,” I murmur low into her ear, breath hot against her skin. “You need to be quiet.”

As much as I want her to scream my name, we both know if the guys heard her, we’d be in deep shit.

She whimpers against my palm, her hips still trying to move even though I’ve got her pinned. I drive into her again, slow but hard, and she moans into my hand, muffled and filthy and desperate.

“That’s it,” I groan, my voice rough. “Be good for me. Be quiet, and I’ll give you my cock. I’ll fuck you so hard you forget your own name. But you gotta earn it. Can you do that, huh? Can you keep those pretty sounds inside?”

She nods. But she can’t stay silent. Not with the way I’m fucking her.

Her thighs start shaking again, and her muffled cries only get louder, her body straining against my grip.

My hand presses tighter over her mouth, her moans breaking into these wrecked little sounds that I feel all the way through me.

“Such a good girl for me,” I murmur, my voice breaking as I thrust harder, grinding deep on every stroke. “Take it. You can take it.”

She’s so close. I can feel it. I let go of her mouth, and the noises she makes sends shivers down my spine.

“I need more,” she gasps, her voice trembling as she glances at me over her shoulder, her hair stuck to her cheek. “Please?—”

I freeze, my breath ragged as I look down at her. A slow, wicked grin spreads across my face when it finally clicks.

“Oh, baby.” I pull out slowly, savoring the slick glide as she tries to hold onto me, and ignore the needy noise she makes as I reach for the nightstand. “You just had to ask.”

My fingers wrap around exactly what I need. The second I turn on my massage gun, the low hum vibrates through the air.

Her eyes widen. “Ryan?—”

I press it to her clit, and she jerks, her body lifting off the bed.

“Fuck—fuck—oh god?—”

Her legs shake, knees slipping on the sheets, fingers clawing at the mattress. I keep one hand on her hip, the other holding the makeshift vibrator right where she needs it.

She’s sobbing, moaning uncontrollably, her voice breaking. “I need?—”

I slide back inside her.

“Ahh—oh fuck, fuck, fuck—” Her gasps turn to sobbing moans.

Her whole body seizes, trembles, shakes against me, and I can feel the flood of her release gush around my cock—soaking me, soaking the sheets, leaking down her thighs.

She lets out broken whimpers, her face buried in the sheets. “R-Ryan—oh god?—”

“Fuck, Isabella—” I groan, grabbing her hips and pounding into her once, twice, and then I’m gone. The orgasm slams into me, and I come deep inside her, my entire body shuddering as I spill into her.

I keep rocking into her through it, slowly, groaning every time a rush of pleasure curls up my spine.

I kiss her neck. Her shoulder. Trail my lips up to her mouth and kiss her slow, messy, breathless.

“You still alive?” I ask against her lips.

She lets out a broken laugh. “Barely.”

I chuckle, kissing her again. Fuck, I can’t get enough of this girl.

I finally pull out of her, both of us groaning as I do and roll to my side, holding her against me. She’s dazed, her eyes half-lidded, lips red and swollen, and her thighs slick, pussy stretched and full.

She looks wrecked.

And so fucking beautiful it hurts.

For a moment, neither of us moves. We just lie there, tangled up in each other, our hearts still racing.

I chuckle, tossing the massage gun aside. “That good, huh?”

She lets out a weak, breathy laugh. “You’re… a genius.”

I smirk, pulling her in closer. “Told you I’d have you begging for more.”

A satisfied hum slips from her lips, her fingers tracing lazy shapes along my skin.

Yeah. I’m completely fucking ruined for her.

My eyes drift shut, the tension in my body starting to ease, but then she shifts, lifting off the bed. My brows pull together as she reaches for her clothes.

I shoot out a hand, my fingers curling around her wrist, stopping her. “Where are you going?”

She glances back at me, brows drawn. “I have to go, Ryan.”

“No, you don’t.” I tug her toward me. No way in hell I’m letting her leave.

She laughs, breathless. “Oh yeah?” Her smile wavers slightly, tension slipping back into her face. “What about the guys?”

I lean over her, bracing myself on either side of her head, caging her in. “They don’t come in here,” I murmur, dropping my lips to her ear. “Which means I get to keep you all to myself.”

Her eyes meet mine, lighting up. Fuck, they’re so pretty. “You want me to stay?”

“Hell yeah, I do.” I brush my mouth against hers. “You’re mine for the night.”

She pretends to consider it, but I already know she’s not leaving. “Fine,” she says, rolling her eyes. “But if you snore, I’m kicking you.”

I let out a scoff. “I don’t snore. I’m a fucking gentleman.”

“We’ll see about that,” she mutters, scrunching her nose in that way that makes me want to kiss her stupid.

“Shut up and let me hold you,” I whisper, pulling her against me. She fits perfectly, like her body was made for mine. Warm, soft… perfect.

My arm drapes over her waist, my fingers drawing lazy circles on her hip. She shifts, her leg hooking over mine, and it settles me in a way I didn’t know I needed or even wanted.

“I like this,” I mumble feeling more comfortable than I have in a while.

She shifts, her lips curling into a smirk. “Me being naked in your bed?” she teases.

I laugh quietly, squeezing her a little tighter. “Well, yeah, but it’s not just that. I like having you here. These quiet moments, when it’s just us… with no one around.”

She tilts her head, catching my gaze. “You’re getting soft on me, Reed.”

I grin, brushing my nose against hers. “Maybe I am, but I’ve never had a girl as a friend before. Someone I can just hang out with.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Did I just get friend-zoned?”

I laugh, leaning in to kiss her quickly before pulling back to meet her eyes. “Not even close, Curls. I want you in ways no friend should want another friend.”

She tries to hide her smile, but it beams out of her anyway. “Yeah?”

I nod, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “Yeah.”

I kiss her again, deeper this time, feeling the way she melts into it, her fingers tracing the side of my neck. When I pull away, she’s still grinning, a little out of breath.

“I like these moments too,” she says, her voice soft, sending a flutter through my chest.

I press a kiss to the crown of her head and close my eyes. I could stay like this forever.

But of course, I can’t help myself.

I crack one eye open, glancing down at her curled against me, a smile tugging at my lips.

“Psst…” I whisper.

She stirs, her sleepy gaze meeting mine.

“Can I be the little spoon?”

She lets out a soft laugh, shaking her head. “You’re ridiculous,” she mutters, swatting my chest before nestling back in.

I wrap my arms around her tighter, the grin refusing to leave my face. Her warmth seeps into me, her breath soft on my neck, and for the first time in a long damn time… I fall asleep with a smile on my face.