The Brothers Rule - Carolyn Faulkner Page 0,20

didn't have any choice in how to answer him. "Yes, Sir."

He practically dove into her at that point, wearing her on him like a mask, eagerly licking and sucking as his hands reached up to find her breasts, fingers mimicking on her nipples what he was doing to her clit.

The edict he had given her was pure evil, because it was damned near impossible for her not to move, and as a result, she earned about twenty more sharp, hard smacks, each of which only increased her desire a thousand-fold.

And her desires fed his again.

Ryan did his best to try to calculate when she was very close—it was something he prided himself on learning, because he liked to guide her to various peaks and valleys before allowing her to come.

So, when he thought she was almost there, he lifted her off his face, and she literally growled, sounding like an angry kitten.

"No, please—Ry—Sir." Her slip up earned her more smacks as he dragged her back down the front of him, carefully maneuvering her so that she slid, excruciatingly slowly, down the pole that had arisen as he'd listened to the noises she had been making while he'd worshipped her with his mouth.

He was big, and she was tiny, and it was a very tight fit that had her squirming and hissing air in through clenched teeth. But he didn't let up on the pressure he was creating between her legs as he slowly possessed and, thus, stretched her open around him, reaching up to take hold of those slender, feminine arms and using his hold on them to pull her down even further.

"Ah, n-no, Sir, please!" she whimpered, her head whipping back and forth as she panted loudly.

"Ah, yes, babygirl. You were driving me crazy with all of the delicious sounds you were making while I had you in my mouth. You made me want you again as if you hadn't just drained me completely."

As soon as he was as fully seated within her as he could be, Ryan began immediately thrusting heavily into her and holding her hips still for his invasions, watching with a small smile as she gasped and cried out each time he drilled himself into her.

Laurie was right there, on the edge—it seemed she lived there now, no matter how often she was satisfied by her eager lovers—and his big thumb inserted itself between lips that were held wide open around him, finding and strumming a clit that could no longer hide as it usually did and settling right atop its most sensitive spot.

"Ah! God, I-I can't. No!"

Ryan ignored her pleas for him to stop and, instead, drove her to that first, impossibly hard orgasm that had her practically snapping his cock off with each impossibly hard spasm.

He continued to fuck her fiercely as his thumb never left her, losing count of how many times she climaxed until it all became too much for him and he lost himself within her, jackknifing up to grab and hold her as he whispered huskily, over and over again, "Oh my God, I love you."

Laurie settled her arms around his neck as he pumped in and out of her, breathing out without a thought, "I love you, too, Ryan."

"How are you doin', Laur?" Adam asked, reaching back to help her make it over a hurdle as they climbed.

"Where're we going?" she asked, panting.

"To someplace special," he answered as he had every time she'd asked that question since he'd picked her up after work and told her that she was being kidnapped, with a pretty decent evil laugh that she didn't quite buy.

It was a bit of a drive, but not too bad, and there was plenty of time to hike to where he wanted them to be once they stopped. He'd handed her a pack, taking the largest one for himself, then leading the way to wherever.

When he'd gotten them very near his goal, he turned to her and said, "Close your eyes."

"What? You know how graceful I'm not! I'll end up flat on my face!"

Adam put his big arm around her waist and took her hand. "Now, would I ever allow that to happen to you?" he scolded, glad when she didn't hesitate to shake her head "no.”

"Damn straight! I intend to take advantage of you as often as possible this weekend, and I couldn't do that if I let you get hurt."

She blindly swung her free hand at him, which, since they were so close, connected