Page 108 of Unwritten Rules

She moans against my lips, rocking her hips faster as she rips her mouth from mine. “Deeper, Nathaniel. Harder. Give me everything.”

My grin is almost a grimace as I pull my hips back and lock my eyes on hers. “Your wish, Hellcat.”

She tugs me close, our mouths meeting in a near-violent kiss that I can feel in my whole body. Our tongues undulate in the same primal, almost feral rhythm of our bodies as she feeds me each little whimper of pain, each little gasp of pleasure until I’m right on the precipice.

I reach between us, passing my thumb gently over and back across her throbbing nub, ripping my mouth from hers to grit, “Come for me, Mila.”

Her head falls back, and her back arches, pushing her tits closer to me as her mouth drops open in a silent scream. I can feel she’s so fucking close from how tight she’s gripping me.

“That’s it, baby. Give it to me. Choke my cock, that’s it.”

Pinching the pulsing button between my thumb and forefinger, I squeeze rhythmically, driving my hips against hers, thrusting my cock into her heat at piston pace.

“Come with me, Hellcat. Come all over me.”

A low keen rumbles from her throat, spilling from her parted lips, and turning into a long cry as Mila writhes on my dick, shouting her pleasure to the skies.

“Oh yes, yes, Nathaniel. I’m coming, I’m coming! Oh shit!”

My movements become frenzied as I approach my own pinnacle. Mila shatters all over me, and I hold myself deep inside her as her pussy contracts tightly around me.

I groan my own pleasure as I drop my head onto her chest, shooting thick jets of hot cum deep within the sanctuary of her body. My heart almost explodes inside my chest at the level of love and adoration I have for this woman and the act of profession we’ve just completed.

It takes several minutes, unmoving, as the rain begins to fall heavier once again before either of us breaks the spell. We remain with our bodies still joined, both of us reluctant to leave the perfection of this moment.

I’m the first to move as my cock begins to soften, sliding from her warmth to pull back, and find her eyes fixed on mine, unfettered happiness and sheer contentment seeping from every pore.

“You’re mine now, Hellcat.”

CHAPTER 31

MILA

As I look at myself in the bathroom mirror, I can’t help the smug-as-fuck grin that tugs at my mouth from spreading across my face.

My lips are swollen, and the tender skin around my mouth is deliciously chafed from Nate’s attentions.

After we’d come down from our joint high, the thunder from before had moved closer, and the rain that had eased as we came together had returned with a vengeance. Nate had gently eased his softening length from my body and tucked himself away.

He then quickly scooped me into his arms and hugged me tight against his chest as he sprinted further into the copse of trees.

He’d explained that the house I’d spied earlier was the Lake House on his familial property.

“My mum spent most of her time here, and Wetherby likes to ensure its kept in tip-top shape.” He deposited me on the wooden floor with a hangdog expression on his rain-soaked face. “I may also be guilty of hiding here over the past few weeks...”

I’d narrowed my eyes at his admission, watching him as he set about making the house welcoming.

Nate quickly moved through the space, pulling slightly dusty sheets from the furniture to display the most beautiful little house with solid walnut flooring and floor-to-ceiling glass showcasing a vast lake beyond with a small jetty.

Even with the storm raging around us and the inky darkness of the night, the view was awe-inducing.

While Nate busied himself preparing the house, I’d nipped to the toilet, cleaning myself up – shocked beyond belief at how much of a turn-on it was to see Nate’s cum flowing freely from my tingling core.

As I observe my drowned rat state, noting that there’s precisely nothing I can do to make myself more presentable, I take a moment to revel in what’s just happened.

“Let me love you, baby.”

I let my eyes fall closed, remembering how full he had made me feel. The memory makes my core clench, craving more like the addict I so clearly am.