House Rules by Ruby Lang

Author:Ruby Lang [Lang, Ruby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2020-02-09T18:30:00+00:00

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Simon’s bed was occupied. The cat yowled as soon as they fell on top of it—and who could blame her?—but instead of giving them space, the tabby hissed and dug in. Lana scrambled off the mattress and fell on her ass beside the bed. She looked stunned and outraged and messy. She wasn’t wearing a shirt, and the straps of her pink bra had fallen so that the cups were opening like the petals of an overbloomed flower. She was the most beautiful thing Simon had ever seen, and he dropped to his knees and pulled her down the rest of the way to the floor.

The cat was still complaining.

“Cock blocker,” Lana muttered as she pulled Simon’s shirt off and threw it onto the bed. “The cat, not you.”

Simon laughed, part giddy, part relieved, that she seemed so determined, so eager despite the fact if they stopped to think about it, this was probably an extremely terrible idea.

The cat yelled again. Lana stood up. She’d shucked off her jeans. The bra was somewhere on the floor, her eyes were blazing. “We’re going to my room,” she announced.

He pulled the rest of his clothing off, then grabbed the box of condoms that he’d bought in a fit of optimism, and he followed her, his eyes taking in her messy hair, the strong curve of her shoulders, the intimate line of her spine. He reached toward her and ran his thumb along the valley of her back, and she stopped, trembling, her hands moving down her own sides, her ass curving up in invitation.

They were in the living room. They weren’t going to make it to another bed.

He hooked his fingers into the seam of her underpants, gliding them along her soft, firm skin. She made a sound like a whimper and he stopped. He fell—that was the only way to describe it—he fell on his knees so he could lick her right there, bite gently on the plummy curve, kiss her in the places he remembered in dreams.

She buckled soon, too, and he caught her, his hands splayed over her smooth, soft stomach, lowering her down until she was kneeling on the rug and he was right behind her, his mouth at her shoulder. “Why don’t you sit on the couch?” he managed to say, his breathing harsh.

For some reason, this was what made her stiffen. “You want to—you want to eat me out?”

“Why not?”

Did she not like it? Had she ever liked it? Did he not remember?

“It’s been so long...since we did that,” she said.

She turned around to look at him, her eyes wide. Then she buried her face in his shoulder. “I don’t know why this feels so different. And new. I don’t know why I’m—I’m shy?”

And why did this confession make him want her more?

He tried to calm his breathing, his body, his cock, so he could listen.

She said, “It’s not that I don’t want this. I do. I’ve hardly been able to think about anything else for days.

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