Rule’s kiss was hard, rough. We fought for dominance for a moment before I surrendered, allowing him to shove me to the bed. He straddled my thighs, grinding his cock against mine as our tongues thrashed, hands grabbing for purchase. We were rough, but it was what we both needed. I’d never been able to tell him how I felt, so I had settled for showing him. Matching him kiss for kiss was my way of proving I was worthy of what he was unwilling to give. His trust, his love. I would never hurt this man, and he knew that. Deep in his soul, I knew he did. That was how we’d come this far. Twenty years was a long time, but I wanted twenty more and twenty after that.
I would never tell him, but I would show him.
Rule planted a hand in the center of my chest and held me to the bed as he ripped his mouth from mine. I stared up at him, dragging air into my lungs in ragged pants while he reached for the lubricant. He watched me as he slicked his cock, and his eyes never strayed, even when he repositioned so my legs were free.
I knew what he wanted, and I didn’t hesitate, spreading my legs, welcoming him. He inched forward on his knees, one hand pressed to my shin, forcing my leg back as he used the other to guide his cock into my hole. I relaxed, allowing him entry because it was exactly where I needed him.
“Fuck,” Rule hissed, his head falling back on his shoulders as he pushed his hips forward, his cock sliding in deep.
I welcomed the initial discomfort because it was a reminder that he was still mine. I would gladly share him with Laikyn, but on some level, we would always have this. Just us.
Rule leaned forward, planting his hands on both sides of my head, rocking his hips, fucking me slow and deep.
“I want her,” he said, staring into my eyes. “I want her with every fucking breath I take.”
I gripped his hips, guiding him to a pace that worked for both of us.
“I’ve only ever wanted one person,” he whispered.
Me. I was the only person he’d accepted fully into his life. But he’d never admitted it before. Never told me that he wanted more than what we had. He wouldn’t. I wasn’t disillusioned. He was overwhelmed at the moment, confused by his feelings for Laikyn. It was causing him to see things from a different perspective. Once he worked that out in his head, he would go back to insisting the only thing he wanted was nothing. From anyone.
I knew better.
Grabbing the back of his neck, I pulled him down, fusing my mouth to his. Giving him the distraction he needed so he could allow himself to feel, if only for a few minutes. He fucked me for the longest time, slow, deep strokes. And as he pulled himself together, his pace quickened, as did the storm brewing inside me. It wasn’t long before he pulled his mouth from mine and rammed into me, hard and deep. Finesse took a backseat to assuaging the deep-seated lust that continued to pulse.
“Come for me, Jinx,” Rule hissed.
I grabbed my cock and jerked roughly, timing my strokes with the jarring of his thrusts until I was right there.
“Ah, fuck,” he growled, his hips jerking as he tried to hold on.
I waited until he met my gaze, and I let go, dropping my head back and closing my eyes as the tension broke and ecstasy flooded my system.
“Oh, God, yes!” Rule rammed into me one final time and came with a barely restrained roar.
* * *
Rule
The next morning, I lingered around thehouse longer than usual. Long enough to have breakfast with Laikyn and Jinx before we took her to the clinic for the blood test. I found it interesting the way she chatted away as though there was nothing unusual about getting tested for STDs first thing on a Monday morning. Never mind the fact she was with two men she was currently intimate with.
Nothing seemed to faze this woman.
The actual testing was uneventful. We waited our turn, then waited some more for everyone to finish. Afterward, Jinx headed for the office while I dropped Laikyn off at the house and told her to be good before going to work. All morning, Laikyn had acted as though nothing was different between us. Just three people enjoying the benefits of the situation we found ourselves in. I wanted to do the same, but my objectives made that impossible.
When I arrived at the office, Willy and Red Wally were standing in Rhyan’s office.
“Wow. Did you sleep in this morning, boss?” she called out as I stopped at her office door.
I ignored her razzing. “You should be able to get a blood sample for the DNA test.”
She stared at me, coffee cup—this one read: SOMEPEOPLEJUSTNEEDAHIGH-FIVE. TOTHEFACE. WITHACHAIR.— to her mouth, clearly confused by my response.
“I took Laikyn to the clinic this morning. STD test.”
“Ah. That’s creative.”
More so because I’d let Laikyn believe it was her idea. For her, it allowed us to have sex without worry. For me, it provided what I needed to prove who her father was. And because we already had something to compare the results to, it was only a matter of time before her paternity was settled.
