Previously:

"I'm going to take that as a compliment," He smirked, "And I always finish what I started," he stated and pulled me toward the bed.

TPOV

It was amusing to see Mallory's eyes widen and mouth drop open as I took her hand and led her toward the bed.

This was too easy.

She sat down on the edge of the bed. Her tongue peeked out and licked her bottom lip which she then bit down on with her teeth.

It was insanely adorable and sexy at the same time, I even considered changing my plans, but I willed my eyes to look away.

I went to my wardrobe and pulled out one of Mallory's dresses, "I think you should wear this." I said turning back round to her.

I held the little black dress up for her to see. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I had to bite my tongue to hold back my laugh.

"I thought we were gonna...um...you know..." Mallory said shyly, her fingers fumbling with the bed sheets at the side of her.

I must have been making her nervous- Mallory was never one to shy away from sex.

"I'm sorry, what was that? What did you think we were going to do?" I asked with an obvious smirk on my face.

She kept her gaze fixed on her feet and mumbled, "Finish what you started."

"Baby, you really need to speak up." It was mean, but I knew I could use that word to my advantage, every time I called her baby she seemed to turn into some love struck zombie.

A gorgeous one though.

"Sex." She blurted out.

I had to try very hard to refrain myself from laughing this time, instead I frowned sympathetically at her.

"I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that we were going to have sex Mallory, but you see, I was actually talking about choosing you an outfit for dinner."

She seemed to regain her control and I could see the realization hit her. She pouted.

"Tyler! You are evil."

"An evil genius!" I corrected and threw the dress to her.

She sulked off to the bathroom with it and locked the door behind her.

I quickly got changed and managed to drag a comb through my hair before walking over to the bathroom door.

I knocked, "Mallory, are you mad at me?"

"Yes!" Was her abrupt reply.

I put my ear to the door and listened. Through the wood I could hear ragged breathing and moaning.

What was she doing in there? Was this her payback?

"Have you any idea how horny I was back there Tyler! Now you've left me to take care of myself."

Oh my god. My girlfriend was touching herself just a mere 3 feet away from me. My pants tightened considerably.

I rattled the door handle, only to find out it was locked. I suddenly acquired a new found hatred for doors.

"Mmmm...Tyler!" Her voice drifted out to me. Oh god. My name. She said my name!

"Mallory, please baby, open the door!" I whimpered desperately.

Instead of a reply, she cried out and I could only assume that she'd reached her climax. A few seconds later I heard the shower turn on.

"Mallory! Open this door!" I yelled over the sound of running water.

When, once again, I received no answer, I leant my back against the door and took deep breaths to try and calm myself.

I slumped down onto the floor, still leaning against the door, and ran my hands through my hair. My mom had always said it was a sign of defeat when I did that. She was so right.

I heard the click of the lock and I fell back onto the floor as the bathroom door was opened. I looked up to see Mallory's face smirking down at me. Oh, and she was naked.

I groaned loudly. Her legs were parted, one either side of my head and her hands were on her hips.

I groaned again.

"Enjoying the view?" She asked.

"That would be the understatement of the century."

My eyes scanned over her body again. I'd never seen her completely naked before. I knew her skin was pale, but the creamy expanse of skin before me was so beautiful I had to hold back yet another groan. I wanted to lick her.

Her breasts were absolutely glorious, just begging to be touched. And her legs were long, slender and led to the most perfect ass I'd ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes on.

"Are you gonna lay there and gawk or come and shower with me?" She interrupted my lust filled haze.

I managed to drag my eyes away from her body and met her eyes. Her eyebrows were raised and her lips were pursed, awaiting my reply.

"Shower." I mumbled, and scrambled up so I was standing.

I shed my clothes under her watchful eye and finally we were both naked. I had to keep reminding myself why I made The Rule in the first place, but we were both naked, and close, and turned on and...oh god...her beautiful body was right there, right there to be touched, made love to.

There's the L word again. It popped up regularly around Mallory.

I watched as her eyes raked over my body, lingering on my erection. I watched her intently, noticing how her eyes seemed darker and hooded.

"Enjoying the view?" I asked sarcastically, mimicking her tone from earlier.

She bit down on her lip and nodded, not even shifting her gaze. My ego swelled.

After staring at each other for a few moments more, we stepped into the shower, where we stared at each other again. And then some more.

I was itching to touch her, but I knew I wouldn't be able to stop if I did.

She stood in front of me, just a few inches away and took my hand in hers and led it to her hip. She then repeated the action with my other hand.

She stood up on her tiptoes and whispered in my ear, "You can touch me, you know? I don't bite."

I exhaled a shaky breath, overwhelmed by her proximity. Her skin was wet beneath my hands, I could so very easily slip them to where I wanted to be the most. She hadn't moved her head from my ear, I could feel her hot breath against my neck coming out in pants.

She wanted this just as much as I did.

And then it hit me, of course she wanted this! She'd practically begged for it. I was the one stopping anything from happening. Me.

But she was still working at the club, other men put their hands on her, and she, well...she put her hands on other men. This is why I made The Rule. I'm a selfish, jealous prick. But I could still see the sense in what I was doing. Depriving her what she wanted most meant she might finally see sense and quit that awful job.

Mallory sighed against my neck, snapping me out of my confusing thoughts, and started to move away and I felt the need to explain myself.

"I know, I'm just worried I won't be able to stop." I said in answer to her question.

She was now in front of me again, staring at me with her gorgeous green eyes. She blinked once, twice, then reached around me to pick up the shampoo. She squeezed some into her hand and then set it back down again. Whilst looking directly into my eyes, she rubbed her palms together, creating frothy foam.

"Why would you have to stop?" She asked, tilting her head to one side slightly, acting dumb. She was demanding the reasons she already knew.

"You know why."

She raised her hands to her hair and started rubbing in the shampoo. I wanted to do that for her.

"I don't want to have to share you Mallory." I explained, trying to tear my eyes away from her breasts which were now extremely exposed with her hands in her hair.

"Move over," she said, a coldness now clear in her voice.

I moved so she could stand in the spray of water and rinse her hair. I stood silently, trying to give her some space by standing at the edge of the shower, waiting for her to say something.

I was considering getting out because I was getting cold when she started talking, "I'm gonna quit the club."

"What?" Surely I'd misheard her. I studied her face, was she joking? Lying?

"I said, I'm going to quit." No she meant it, she was serious!

A huge grin spread across my face. But she remained expressionless.

"I'll call them once we're done in here."

"That's so great! Thank you Mallory." I finally allowed myself to touch her and pulled her into my arms to hug her, I buried my face in the side of her neck and revelled in the fact that I could feel every inch of her body against my own skin.

Her arms wrapped around me and her face rested on my chest. She closed her eyes. As I was looking down at her, she sighed and a small smile played on her lips. Over the last half hour or so she'd had so many mood swings- from sad to seductive, confused to content. But she seemed happy now, and there was a glimmer of a thought in my head that perhaps I'd made her happy. When she was happy, so was I, and I too smiled.

I trailed my hands up and down her sides and then rested them on her stomach where I tickled her lightly.

She wriggled in my arms and giggled. I peppered her neck with kisses, "I love it when you giggle like that, so fucking adorable." I murmured against her neck.

She sighed again into my chest and then proceeded to kiss it. The trail of kisses continued up my chest to my shoulder where she bit down gently.

"Hey! I thought you said you didn't bite!" I laughed. She looked up at me with innocent eyes.

"Things change." She smiled sweetly and kissed me once more before stepping out the shower.

I immediately missed the contact, but the water was running cold so I followed her out.

Things certainly do change. And now she'd answered my silent wishes and was going to quit the club, things were definitely going to change, in an 'I get to fuck my girlfriend at long last' kind of way.

We wrapped ourselves up in huge fluffy towels, took one look at each other, and then the towels were discarded on the floor as Mallory launched herself into my arms.

She immediately attacked my lips with a searing kiss which I deepened instantly. Her legs were wrapped around me, pulling me as close as humanly possible to her. She hummed against my lips and tugged at my hair. I had one hand planted firmly on her ass and the other knotting itself amongst her hair.

And then, making me impossibly harder, she circled her hips against me. Again and again, until she was effectively grinding into me.

I gasped, partially because it'd caught me off guard, but mostly because in all my wildest dreams, I could never have imagined how amazing she'd feel completely naked and rubbing up against me.

"Fuck baby," I groaned against her neck.

She moaned in reply, "...So good...so fucking good..." she whispered breathlessly.

If this wasn't complete and utter perfection, I don't know what was. But there was still something left to do...

"Baby, the club." I forced the words out, wanting nothing more than to be inside of her.

"Noooo," she mewled, "Keep going...I'm so close, Tyler please!"

I just didn't have it in me to refuse her anymore, so I trailed my hand that was in her hair down her back and then around her front until my fingers were applying just a little pressure to her swollen clit.

She cried out in pleasure. A noise I would happily hear over and over again. In fact, I would gladly record it and put it on my iPod or use it as my ringtone. All I knew was that I wanted to hear it again.

I pressed down harder and moved my fingers in tiny circles.

"Oh God...oh fuck...don't stop..."

I didn't intend to. Her hands gripped my shoulders so tightly her nails were digging in, but it just encouraged me further.

"Come for me, baby." I whispered in her ear.

"Fuck Tyler!" she screamed as her orgasm washed over her.

MPOV

Never in my life, in my whole entire existence, had I ever experienced such an intense orgasm.

It was phenomenal, he was phenomenal.

And hard, I thought as he set me on the ground, his erection bigger than ever. I immediately sank to my knees in front of him.

"Mallory, you really don't have to."

But I was barely listening to him. I was staring at his glorious cock and salivating at the prospect of taking him in my mouth. Why hadn't we done this before? This doesn't go against The Rule!

"Baby, please don't lick your lips like that, you're killing me here!"

I ignored his comment and brought my lips to the head of his cock, but Tyler's hand on my head stopped me.

"Ring the club, then we'll continue." He said, and took a step away from me.

"But it's only fair that I return the favour," I countered looking up at him.

He shook his head, "Call them first, then we can carry on."

I reluctantly stood up and walked to the bedroom. All I needed to do was call the club and say those two little words: I quit.

I looked on the bedside table for my phone, it wasn't there. Please don't say I've lost it now! The one time I really need it!

I searched through my suitcase, in all pockets, under the bed, in drawers, but it was nowhere to be found.

Ugh! This cannot be happening now!

"Um, Tyler, I think I've lost my phone."

He walked out of the bathroom with a towel hanging low on his hips. "When did you last see it?"

I tried to remember the last time I used it, "I only remember not having it when I was at the hospital."

"I dropped it off at your apartment for you, didn't you pick it up."

I huffed in frustration, "Obviously not." I lay on the bed and stretched.

"Mallory, I'm trying to gain some self control here," Tyler warned.

Oh yeah, I was still naked. I smirked and stretched out again, opening my legs a little and arching my back.

I heard that tell-tale growl of Tyler's and smiled. I loved making him do that. I looked up at him. His eyes were closed and he was taking deep breaths.

"Do you have their number written down anywhere?" He asked in a calmer voice.

"No, why does it even matter, you know I'll quit as soon as I get my phone back! Don't you trust me?" I was frustrated, mostly because I was extremely aroused and couldn't do anything about it.

"It's not you I don't trust, it's them. What if they make you work again?"

I rolled my eyes, "They can't do that if I quit."

"But you can't quit until you've got your phone back so- ugh! Please put some clothes on." Knowing that this was frustrating him as well made me feel slightly better.

As I reluctantly put my dress on, I slowly started to accept that The Rule was still in place. There would be no fucking tonight.