The First Rule

Chapter 28: Rule #4

Slowly grazing your thighs.. touching you in a different way for the first time.. is so exciting for him. In fact.. too exciting. Because now he's gripping your thighs—pulling you closer underneath him!

You can't help but let out a soft gasp, his touches sending shivers down your spine. The bed feels so soft under you.. but not as soft as his lips massaging yours time and time again. The way he growls ignites something within you—and you smile shyly, shifting beneath him. There's a burning desire in your eyes that fuels the two of you, making every kiss more electric than the last.

Feeling courage surge within you, you flip him so that he's beneath you! However, he immediately sits up—unwilling to relinquish dominance. Undeterred, you trail your fingers down his back, slipping beneath his white T-shirt—feeling the warmth of his skin. Running your hands through his fluffy, jet black hair, you revel in the sensation as he reciprocates by gently tracing the curve of your spine. The heat between you intensifies with each touch, his hands moving faster as you clutch his hair—and pulls him closer.

You just. can't. get enough of him.

"You smell so good," you murmur in between your kisses.

With a smirk, he whispers, "And you taste like strawberries," before pulling you into another kiss.

"This is my favorite gloss for the month, so—"

But he interrupts you with another kiss, growling—

"I love strawberries."

And your kisses grow hungrier.

He moves his hands from your hip—reaching for your hand.. sliding up.. towards the strap of your bra. Sensing what's about to happen, you start to get nervous—and your hand grabs his.

"Ty—wait."

You pull him away—and you lock eyes. There's something primal in his gaze—hunger that matches yours. However.. like a flip finally switched, your eyes widen.. and you see his expression shifts. His eyes widening.. while you find yourself repeatedly knitting your eyebrows in disbelief. Frozen in horror, the two of you just stare at each other.. until—

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Both of you scream simultaneously—leaping away from each other and tumbling off the bed in a heap! After finding a moment as realization set in, Tyler scrambles to your side to check on you. "Shit! Em, are you okay?!"

To find you already rubbing the back of your head—but when you shift your gaze up and see him.. you end up screaming again, leaping to your feet!

"GODDAMN—!"

Tyler jumps a few steps away, his hands raised in front of his stomach in a calming gesture. "Oookay, okay, you need to calm down,"

"How am I supposed to calm down, you dumbass! We almost—" you scream, your panic attack escalating as Tyler hesitantly starts to panic too, "how could you be so calm?!"

"Calm?! How can this be calm, you moron!" Tyler raises his trembling hands defensively.

"Y—you—why did you kiss me?!"

"You kissed me first!"

"No I didn't—" you start to protest—but once you rewind the scenes.. "ok yes, I did, but—" letting out a desperate cry, you fall to the floor in fake tears. Tyler's panic turns to concern as he watches you, and you both exchange nervous glances.