Marie Harte - Bending the Rules

“Yes.” Her raspy breaths grew faster when Brian started fucking Faith. “I want you inside me.”

“Taking you like he’s taking her?”

“Yes,” she moaned.

But Rex had no intention of taking her ass, not until he could prepare her and make it feel good. Instead, he pushed her closer to the window. “Put your hands on the glass and keep them there.”

She did, and he lifted her skirt higher, then pulled her thong—her fucking thong—to the side. “Put your ass out and spread your legs,” he growled, stirred up thanks to Nat and the insatiable pair in the other room.

Brian was sawing in and out of Faith, and she was loving it.

So was Nat.

“I want you to fuck me,” Nat confessed. “So hard. Take me, Rex.”

He guided himself to her pussy and thrust fast, sliding through her with ease. The position tightened her around him even more, and he swore as he thrust in and out in time with Brian’s motions. “Touch yourself, Nat. Come while I fuck you.”

Brian shouted and jerked inside Faith while Rex continued to hammer into his own woman.

“God, Rex. Oh yes, yes,” Nat moaned as she came.

But he wasn’t done. He took her harder, letting her feel all of him. “Mine. My fucking lover. You’re mine, Natalie Wielder.” He couldn’t speak anymore, could only feel as his orgasm rushed over him, and he spent inside her, letting go of everything but the need to tie himself to this one woman.

His orgasm seemed to last forever. “God, Rex. You’re filling me up. I can feel you everywhere.”

“Yeah. All in that pretty pussy.” He pumped a few more times, getting all of himself inside her. “Damn, that was good.”

“It was,” she said on a sigh. “You have so messed me up.”

“Good.”

“I can’t tell what I want now. To be in charge, for you to take charge. I don’t know. All I know is I want you.”

“Exactly. Damn. I don’t want to leave you, but I have to. Don’t move.”

He withdrew and turned on the lights, then grabbed a towel to clean up. He saw to Nat first, taking care of her the way he wanted to for the rest of his life.

After removing her sodden panties and wiping her clean, he stood and noted her expression. Confusion, worry, awe. Dare he hope, love?

“What are you doing to me?”

“Loving you, sugar. You know I love you.”

“I…” She paused, and the sheen in her eyes alarmed him.

“Nat?”

“I’m not sure what I feel, Rex. It’s so new. All of this.”

He understood. “You’re afraid it’s not real. I know. So am I. But there’s no place I’d rather be than with you, sugar.”

She sniffed. “My name is Natalie, you oaf.”

He grinned. “Thanks. I’d forgotten.”

He finished caring for her, then straightened himself up and found her glaring at him, then at the mirror, then back at him.

“What?”

“Did we just watch Brian and Faith go at it?”

“Um, no. That pair there was a nameless, faceless couple.”

She turned bright red. “Oh. My. God. I am never going to be able to look at them again the same way.”

“Not that it was them. But come on. Those two we watched get off on being stared at. We did them a favor. Did you see how hard he came?”

She groaned, still flushed.

“You are so cute when you get all embarrassed. Have I told you that?”

“As many times as you’ve said you love me,” she grumbled as he stroked her cheek. “And why the hell aren’t you a little more annoyed that I haven’t said it back?”

Ah. So that’s what had her panties in a bunch, so to speak. Her actual panties were in his pocket. “Sugar, I know you love me. How could you not?”

She gaped at him, then started laughing. “Talk about conceit.”

They left the room arguing down the steps. “I’m handsome, rich, hot in bed. I have a big dick.”

“The ego.”

“I make women walk into walls. I’m a god among men. A killer lover.”

“Do you ever shut up?”

“I suit your kink,” he said with a nip to her ear. “In every way.”

“Well, there is that. But again, the never-ending ego. Do you ever think I’m the only woman who can handle you? That maybe you’re just desperate?”

“Sugar, I pray for you to handle me each and every day.”

They bickered as they left the club. Nat practically pulled him outside, worried she’d run into Faith and Brian and not know what to say. But when they reached the car, they found Jason standing there, looking worried.

“Hey, guys. I need to talk to you.”

Rex didn’t like the look on Jason’s face. “Nat, you know Jason. J.”

She blinked. “Oh, ah. Hi.”

Jason sighed. “We really need to talk. But not here.”

Rex unlocked the doors of the car with his remote. “Get in. We’ll head to my place.”

Nat looked at him, then at Jason.

“It’s okay, sugar. We’ll be fine.”

But when Jason told them what had happened, Rex wondered if they’d be fine after all.

“You told him about Rex? About me?” Nat hadn’t realized her voice could get that high.

Jason looked miserable. His puffy eyelids and red eyes attested to the fact he’d been crying. Yet even that couldn’t detract from his beauty. God. Why had he covered up his face that night with Rex?

She wanted to see him and Rex fucking again, but this time without masks.

Think, moron. They know. What now?

She focused on her worries and not her stupid libido. This was what she got for letting herself have a life. Anxiety, stress, ridicule…

“I’m sorry. It’s just… Sam always thinks he’s in charge of our relationship. Then he admitted he had feelings for Michelle. But they never told me about any of it until earlier today.” Another tear tracked down his cheek, and Nat swore he resembled a fallen angel. Where was the snot? The blotchy face she got when she bawled?

Not now.

“So you tried to make him jealous by outing me and Nat?” Rex said with disgust. “Jesus, Jason. I thought you understood about being discreet. Her job depends on it.”

“I’m so sorry, Natalie. Sam was breaking up with me, and I wanted to hurt him. I didn’t know he’d take the news to heart or tell anyone about it.”

Nat swore. “Of all the people in the world to tell, you had to confess to Josh Jessup’s best friend.” My world is way too small.

Rex groaned.

“I’m so sorry.” Jason kept repeating the words like a broken record.

While she felt for him, she worried for herself, and Rex too. He’d gone ashen, not what she’d expected of him.

“Rex?”

“We can do damage control, Nat. You know if Josh finds out he’ll tell as many people as he can.”

“So we say Jason lied.”

“Well, I kind of gave Sam details,” Jason apologized. “He didn’t believe me at first.”

Rex groaned and sat on the couch next to him.

“What details?” Nat asked.

“Things about Rex. Things Sam would know.”

Nat swung her gaze to Rex. “Sam too?”

He flushed. “Hey, the community isn’t that big down here. There are only so many of us bi-boys, you know? Besides, Sam and I haven’t played in years. Jason and I had been together a few months ago, but nothing again until you.” He turned back to Jason. “I thought you said you and Sam had an understanding.”

Good to know Rex wasn’t a home wrecker. Panic settled over her. She could lose her job, her reputation. Her job. She’d worked her ass off to get that position. Yet a few bits of gossip and all her hard work would be for naught. Done in by her passion for Rex Samson.

No, by her own perverted desires. She hadn’t known he was Rex when she’d watched J and R going at it.

Yet hadn’t Rex been the one to get her hot and bothered in the first place? Hadn’t she gone to the club with Freddy to rid herself of the lust he’d caused? And could she be that stupid to blame the man for her own attraction? Damn, Nat. Get a grip.

Jason was saying, “…but he’s serious about Michelle. I didn’t know. Then he was all jealous about you. I didn’t mean to throw Nat under the bus, but I recognized her. Sam knows you two are dating. Hell, everyone knows. So I kind of said I was a part of you two. It was stupid and you have no idea how sorry I am.”

Rex leaned his head back against the couch. “Shit. It won’t matter what’s true or not. Josh will run with this to ruin you, sugar.”

“Tell me something I don’t know. We’re sure Sam told Josh?”

Jason nodded. “He’ll go to Josh for comfort if he hasn’t already. They’re best friends.”

Nat didn’t know how to feel. A curious numbness stole through her. She needed time to process.

“This isn’t how I pictured our first argument would go,” Rex said, the fight all out of him. “Talk to me, Nat. What do you want to do?”

“I… I don’t know.” It didn’t matter what spin they put on it. Whether they convinced people to not believe the rumors or allowed them to stand, a whiff of scandal and Nat was gone.

“I think I need to go,” she said at last.

Rex nodded. “I’ll take you home.”

“I’ll get a cab,” Jason said, still crying. “I’m so sorry, guys. Freddy will ban me. Sam and Michelle are ditching me. God, life sucks.”

Nat didn’t hear him. She needed to find a way to deal with the future. Plan. Strategize. Rex drove her home in silence, darting glances at her but not speaking.

When the pulled up in front of her home, she moved to leave when he grabbed her arm.

“I’m sorry, Nat.”

She nodded, caught between numbness and despair.