What Is Rule 5 For Guys Novels & Stories

Author's POV All men sat by the table, Garry and Noah were ready with the rules. All they wanted to do is, keep these two brothers alive. "We can't afford you two getting into quarrel and hurt yourselves or the girl... Meddling in each other's business can create big issues." Arthur was sitting there with mad face and Oliver was with hateful glare. But they both agreed for the rule thing because they know that limits are easy to cross when the prize is worth. "1st rule is obvious, no one will touch the girl until she is eighteen."

Ava’s POV There were only a few rules I lived by in college. Rule number one? Never fall for a jock. It wasn’t just a personal preference. It was survival; I had to avoid them in order to do well. I had seen too many smart girls throw away their GPA for a 6'0 something guy with biceps, a quarterback playboy and a bad attendance record. Not me, no way, I'll never do that, that's how I survived my first year in Westbridge University, and I'm not going to break that rule in my second year.

He said. I blinked. “What? But….” I tried to protest. "If the person gets you off, you lose. If the person doesn't, you win. Is that clear?" He asked. I hesitated for a moment, and then I nodded. "Good." He said. "Next rule. No penetration of any kind.” He said and moved closer to me. “No matter how badly, the being seduced begs for it. The seducer can only use his mouth and tongue. Nothing else. No penetration is allowed." He whispered into my ears. His hot breath tickled me and I could feel myself getting aroused.

He was thick, heavy, and already weeping with his own need. "It's called 'Just the Tip,'" he commanded. He reached down, sliding my leggings and panties to the side. The cool air hit my wetness, and I let out a soft whine. Then, I felt it—the blunt, scorching head of him pressing against my opening. "Here are the rules, Rose," he said, his voice dark and authoritative. "I’m going to insert just the tip. Nothing more. We stay like that. The first person who moves—the first person who let's it slide in all the way—loses."

10 RULES OF OUR LOVE LOLA'S POV “You were planning to force me into getting married to Anna Richard, dad, so I came up with the idea of a contract wife, and I went ahead with it. But the contract is in the past now because I love Lola so much, and I can’t live without her,” Andrea explained to his dad, and his dad breathed out a sigh of relief.

He continued. “Rule number one; don’t you fall in love with me.” His eyes flipped up to me. “Crystal clear,” I said. “That would never happen.” “Good. That is the most important part, and that was why I made it the first rule. You can add your own rules when you are done going through them. When you are done, we can all sign and I will introduce you to my father.” “What about my child?” “I added nothing about her there because I do not know if you would want me to adopt her or not. Whatever decision you make regarding that is okay with me.”

He does have a point though, I guess that was a stupid rule to start with but I have one more big rule still up my sleeve. “Okay. Fine, I’ll admit that we are mate’s but that is it, okay?” His smirk doesn’t reach his eyes like it normally does but I take it as a yes from him. “Rule number 2 there will be no hanky panky on this date.” This rule is more to keep me from jumping his bones but he doesn’t need to know that. His smirk grows quickly into a devious smile. “What’s hanky panky little mate?” My face becomes flush with embarrassment.

I swear sometimes being best friends with River is like having a whole second mom who sees everything. “Rule number one, be nice to everyone. This includes the staff, no one is below you. Rule two, if you have a need, simply ask. Rule number three, there will be no sex or sexual contact. This is to ensure every female has a fair chance at winning over the alpha without trying to bribe him with your body.” River snorts, “what if rule number two negates rule number three?”

And yet here you are running away from your Mr Right. Let's just pray he stays so busy that sex doesn't come up in the three weeks I'll be there, but that's like praying it doesn't snow in winter. I shake the thought out of my head, "Moving on." "Rule #27 states -you have the right to say no to Mr Wilson whereas rule #6 says -do not say no to Eli's requests. Aren't these rules going against themselves right here?" "Rule #27 was talking about sex and rule #6 is talking about anything that isn't sex, Eli doesn't always ask for much but when he does, do not say no." She explains.

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."