The Brothers Rule - Carolyn Faulkner Page 0,80

hate to think of you, especially—but anyone else, too—getting stuck out there when it was entirely preventable. That rule's been in effect since our dad was around, and it's still valid. We're too isolated to screw around with things like that. That's why there's a survival bag in each of the vehicles, along with extra gas in the back."

Laurie wasn't about to bring up the idea that if there was emergency gas, then what was he worried about. She knew that the idea was to never have to use what was there by having the forethought to make sure there was more than enough gas in the cars at all times.

It was something she was certainly going to remember in the future. She already doubted that she'd ever forget to check the gas gage before she headed out of town, and he'd barely begun, she had a feeling.

And she was right.

He was very deliberate in his placement of each stripe—getting it as close to the previous but not overlapping—yet.

She quickly learned what to expect—but not at all how to cope with the results—when she heard that thing, whatever it was, whistle through the air, not really hearing but definitely feeling it sear itself into her before he lifted it again. The aftermath was almost worse than the impact, somehow, as the sting continued to build long after the swollen welt was left.

He marched them down the entirety of her bum, to where it just began to become thigh instead, then began, at the last, to slice it diagonally down over the livid reminders that were already there.

Each of those twelve crosshatch marks drew a full-throated scream from her as he delivered them all in a row, without stopping.

While she was mid-scream, Adam then literally threw the implement away, untied her ankles, and brought her legs up to hook her heels on the edge of the table, cradling her hip with one arm and practically diving into her folds.

Laurie's last, close to hoarse, cry was—amazingly—swallowed up and cut short as he pressed two long, thick fingers into her and set his open mouth over her clit, licking and sucking avidly for several long moments.

Adam consciously didn't stop loving her with his mouth until he heard the tide of her vocalizations—which had been filled with agony moments before—turn to groans of pleasure instead.

Then he leaned back, just for a second, long enough to watch her head thrashing back and forth, hair spread out beneath her, and intoned deeply, "You are soaking wet, Laurie Rule."

She whimpered at that.

"And it's driving me crazy. I want you to come, baby."

To her horror, and not a little embarrassment, she felt her body follow his command, even more eager than it had been before he'd made it! Those hard, plunging fingers, a tongue that had become masterful at pulling ecstasy from her, even in situations like this, and—if she had to admit it—even the simple submission of being nude when he wasn't, all heightened her pleasure considerably.

A few moments later, he knew she was on the edge.

Adam dearly wanted to take her—he was so hard he thought he was going to live that way for the rest of his life. But he didn't want to do anything that would distract from what she was feeling, so he put his own needs and desires aside and saw to hers alone.

And he was paid back a zillion fold when he felt her body tense, her little quim clamp tightly around his fingers, and she threw back her head and let loose with a scream that was sure to bring anyone within a twenty-five-mile range running to them.

But he didn't much care if the entire cavalry—or his entire unit—descended on them. He had to have her.

And she was at exactly the right height for him to simply lose himself and find his home within her, almost in the same movement.

She was not so far gone that she didn't groan as he entered her. She was tight enough normally that it wasn't an easy fit, and now her still orgasmic body was holding that area even tighter, and he had to push hard to make it in, causing her to arch dramatically when he seated himself fully and began to move.

His thumb wouldn't let her ease back down as she might have wanted to from such a great height, but he kept her there, surging heavily into her as he dragged that broad pad up and over her, side to side