Page 66 of Unspoken Rules (Rules 2)

“See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?”

I want to punch the cocky grin off his face.

“I hate you,” I whisper under my breath, and he cackles.

“Do you? Well, looks like your body didn’t get the memo.”

He’s right. Even if I wanted to deny it, the moisture between my legs would betray me. Minutes later, I know I’m not far from the bliss I experienced yesterday, but the need to be as close to him as I can possibly be outgrows the urge to climax. I want to feel him. Now.

“Take it off.” I look down at him, and he instantly knows.

“What’s the magic word?” he asks. He’s not going to stop torturing me.

“Really?” I pant.

“What’s the magic word?” He speeds up his pace in and out of me to the point of making it impossible to even form a sentence.

“Shit, Haze!” I throw my head back.

“Say it,” he says, and I can’t fight him anymore.

I give in. “Please.”

He smiles, satisfied with himself, and slides his boxers down to his feet. Now, just like I didn’t expect Haze to be bad in bed, I also didn’t expect him to be small. But it’s a whole other story seeing it with my own eyes. You mean to tell me that this has to fit inside me?

My worries die down when I feel the familiar wave of ecstasy building up in my stomach. My body starts convulsing uncontrollably. Haze finishes the job, his tongue spinning around me so relentlessly that I have no choice but to come undone all over again. Every trace of self-control in my being vanishes. Speechless, I lie there with widened eyes.

This never gets old…

Haze gives me a second to catch my breath, but all I can think about is how ready he is. That doesn’t look like fun. It must hurt at this point. Before I can talk myself out of it, I let my hand move downward and circle him. He sucks in a breath, surprised. He’s warm. Firm. I can feel him throbbing under my fingers. I tighten my hold on him and he clenches his jaw. I’ve never touched him in that way before.

“Not yet, baby,” he says and moves my hand away. “There’s something else I want to do first.”

I know we’re approaching a turning point when he gets protection out of a drawer on the nightstand. He says he’s clean, but it’s a risk that’s not worth taking. Not to mention, I’m not trying to get pregnant when I can’t even find my other sock. I’ll learn to take care of myself, first.

He quickly slides the latex down his length and gazes at me hesitantly. His eyes are asking me if I’m sure. I nod and quiver when he guides himself closer and I feel him press against me.

“Haze, wait.” I blurt.

He stops, a worried look on his face. “Now, where have I heard that before?”

I grin. He’s referring to what I said last night.

“If we do this, there’s no going back. No more running away because you’re scared. No more doubts, no more secrets. We’re all in. Are you ready for that?”

He smiles like he finds me adorable.

“Oh, Kingston…” He pauses. “We both know there was no going back since the second I laid eyes on you.”

Then he pushes himself inside me.

I immediately gasp at the overwhelming sensation and bite on my lip. Haze stills himself and clenches his jaw. This is… indescribable.

“Shit, Winter, you’re so…” I don’t give him a chance to finish and kiss him. I know what he was going to say. That’s to be expected since I’ve only ever let one person do that before.

“It’s going to be hard to move,” he breathes. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s okay. I’m okay. I promise.” I place a small peck on his lips, and he looks deeply into my eyes as if to make sure that I’m telling the truth. He starts moving again, slowly squeezing in and out of me and picking up the pace with every second that goes by. My first time only hurt because I wasn’t ready or comfortable. It was awkward, cold. There was no pleasure, but this feels great even through the initial ache.