Rules Of Our Own (Rule Breaker Series Book 3)
Rules Of Our Own: Chapter 16

RIVER PLACES a soft kiss below Mia’s ear, and she drops her head back against his shoulder. Her chin tilts, mouth open with her shallow breaths. I search my thoughts, but there’s no jealousy. Only need.

I grasp her hip, and she moans when I press my lips into hers. River’s hand wraps her jaw, coaxing her to open for me. We groan when my tongue delves into her mouth. She tastes so fucking good I can’t stop myself from bucking into her.

She sucks my tongue deeper in response, and I’m completely lost to her.

“You taste so fucking good.” I kiss her again before pulling back and twisting her chin to face River. “Taste her.”

Mia’s fingers dig into River’s collar, pulling him closer against her back at the same time as she tugs my hair. He groans and captures her lips. I watch his tongue slip into her mouth, stroking hers in a dirty, needy kiss, and my cock twitches against her thigh. Fuck. Why is that so hot?

I capture her exposed neck, sucking hard enough to leave my mark, and press my knee between her thighs. She writhes between us, rocking her clit against me, searching for the much-needed pressure. She cries out in frustration as her dress blocks direct contact, and I smile into her neck, lifting the fabric of her dress above her hips, but instead of my knee, I cup her core with my hand. Her hips lift, and her body shakes in my grasp.

“That’s it, Kitten,” I murmur against her shoulder and grind my palm down against her clit, listening to the soft sounds she makes to guide my tempo. Her words lose all meaning, and pride fills me when her mouth opens with a silent cry as her orgasm washes over her.

She goes limp, and I tighten my grip to hold her in place before meeting River’s hooded gaze over her shoulder. We’re really fucking doing this.

I curl my fingers into her silky dress and slowly lift it above her head. Mia raises her arms automatically, still in a fog from her orgasm. She makes an adorable humming sound, and I catch her in a quick kiss the moment the fabric clears her face before leaning back to get a look at her but not releasing my grasp.

Holy shit. I inhale at the sight of her standing in just a thin black thong. Her nipples are a dusty rose color, and they stand in hard peaks. My mouth waters, and I capture one, unable to stop myself. I suck and swirl my tongue, and she cries out, fingers digging in and tugging at my hair.

“You like that, Love?” River asks, watching over her shoulder, fingers grazing her sides. She trembles and nods her head. So fucking responsive.

River points at the club chair in the corner and tells me, “Take off your shirt, sit, and don’t let go of the chair arms.”

Fuck, my cock aches as I do what he demands, doing my best to ignore just how much I like it.

I separate from them and take a seat, the leather cool against my heated back. Mia’s eyes are hot on my chest, and her tongue sneaks out, wetting her bottom lip, still swollen from our kiss.

I clench my fist into the chair arms. I want to grab her, but there’s something so fucking delicious about River being the one in control.

He ushers her closer to where I’m sitting and presses a hand between her shoulders, guiding her to bend at the waist. “Put your hands on his quads, above his knees.”

The way he has her positioned, she has to tilt forward to reach, and it causes her to be off-balance. I groan when her fingers dig into my thighs as she holds herself steady. Her crisp green eyes lock onto mine, and we both struggle to breathe. I’ve never been so hard in my life, waiting for what happens next.

Her eyes close when River runs his hand from her shoulder blades down her spine and cups her ass. “Have you ever been spanked, Mia?”

Her eyes snap open, and a shiver runs through her. Fucking Christ.

“Y…Yes.”

He lifts his hand, and she shifts, following him. “I’m going to spank you now.”

“Yes.” The word comes out as a plea, and she moans when his palm comes down with a sharp snap.

He soothes the sting with slow circles before slipping her underwear off, leaving her naked between us. “I’m going to spank you five more times. Look at him, Mia.”

My dick twitches and leaks in my pants. Her eyes meet mine as her grasp tightens, nails digging into my thighs until I’m sure she’s broken the skin.

“I want you to count after each one. Can you do that for me, Love?” River asks, and Mia rapidly nods her head.

River spanks her again, and her eyes close, mouth dropping open.

“Eyes on me, Kitten.” Her pupils dilate, taking over her irises, and a pink flush crawls up her neck. Oh, I fucking like this.

“One,” she counts. Anticipation thickens the air between us, and even though it’s impossible, I swear I can feel what she does. We breathe in unison, waiting for the next slap.

“Two.” This time, her eyes don’t leave mine, and I have to grip the chair arms harder. Being so close to her when she’s undone like this but not able to touch her is driving me wild. I have no doubt that River knows exactly what he’s doing to me.

“Three. Four.” With each crack, she settles further into me, and her gaze softens, almost zoned out.

River runs his hand between her thighs. “Fuck, Mia. You’re making a mess for us.”

He brings his fingers to my mouth, and I don’t hesitate to open for him. My eyes roll back when he pushes down on my tongue, opening my mouth wider, and slides deeper. The sweet taste of Mia mixes with a burst of salt from River’s fingers and I groan deep in my throat, licking every last drop.

That should make me pause, but I’ve never been this turned on in my life.

Mia’s taste, her sounds. The fucking feel of her nails cutting into me.

River removes his fingers from my mouth, spanking her one last time, and I can barely make out her saying five. Then, he stabilizes her with a hand on her hip and delicately rubs circles along her red-hot skin until she catches her breath.

I stroke her jaw, and it takes several moments for her eyes to clear. “Feel good, Kitten?”

“Yes.” She nods, still a little out of it.

“Do you want to keep going?” I ask.

“Yes.” Her voice comes out strong, and I smile. Fuck, I love her feistiness.

“Good. Take out his cock and wrap him in your fist.” River commands.

Fuck, the low demanding words pulls a groan from me that switches to something guttural when she undoes my pants in jerky, hurried movements and curls her fingers around my cock. I nearly come. With only one hand stabilizing her, she tilts to the side, and I grab her arm, holding her in place. I take several deep breaths, regaining some semblance of control.

River gently gathers her hair in his fist and drops so that his mouth is level with her ear. “You want to taste him, don’t you, Love?”

“Please.”

Mia’s hand grips my cock, and I hiss through my teeth. “Fuck.”

Her eyes are hot on mine, and the seductive grin curving her lip as she lowers herself is my fucking undoing. My balls tighten when she licks the precum from the slit of my dick before taking me further into her mouth. She can barely take me in.

River runs his thumb over her hollowed cheek, relaxing the muscles there. “Breathe, Mia. Take a little more.” She lowers another inch, taking my cock deeper, and I try to keep my shit together as River praises her. “There you go. That’s it. You’re doing so well.”

She works me up and down, needy sounds escaping her, and takes me deeper each time.

“You look beautiful with your mouth full, Mia.” River’s words sink into me, and my eyes roll back.

My cock swells, and I clench my muscles as a ripple of pleasure shudders through me. I try to warn her. “Fuck. I’m coming.”

She goes impossibly deeper, swallowing around my head as I shoot into the back of her throat. My orgasm is so long and so intense I’m barely able to hold her upright, and she has to place her other hand back on my thigh.

She grins at me, and pride flashes in her eyes.

I run my thumb over her bottom lip, wiping the remnants of my cum. “Proud of yourself?”

She sucks it into her mouth, the pull going straight to my cock, and hums. “Mmhmm.”

Jesus. I’m already half-hard again. “Good. You should be.”

I kiss her, not giving a single fuck that she tastes like me, and she rests her arms on my chest. She curls her fingers through the back of my hair and deepens the kiss.

Mia squeals, body jerking, and I spot River kneeling behind her. He grips both sides of her ass, pulling her apart and buries his face into her pussy.

I hold her squirming body in place. She drops her forehead to mine and squeezes her eyes closed as shivers ripple through her body.

This time, none of us say anything, just letting the indecent sounds of River devouring her and Mia’s incoherent sounds as she writhes hard, grinding back into River’s face, fill the room. Fuck, she’s going to come. I crave being a part of it, so I reach between us and draw circles over her clit. She moans deeper, and her movements turn frantic. She’s so close. River’s wet, hot tongue runs over my fingers, and I hiss through my teeth.

It’s then I realize how close his face is to my cock, and I can hardly breathe.

Mia’s body shakes, her fingers digging into my scalp as she comes, and I capture her cry with my mouth.

River stands, lifting Mia into his arms, and heads toward the bed.