“Ready for me?”
She could only nod.
He positioned the thick, bulbous head of his erection at the entrance of her body, and she froze, waiting for that stretch and burn, that feeling of being filled to consume her.
But Rebel didn’t thrust into her right away. Instead he held very still, his hands on her hips, his fingers pressing into her flesh. He was breathing so harshly behind her.
“If you want it so badly, ask me for it.”
Looking over her shoulder at him again, she bit her lip at the dark, delicious expression on his face as he stared at her.
“You want me to beg?”
He didn’t respond aloud, but the look on his face spoke volumes.
“Just fuck me already.”
This deep sound left him right before he pushed his length into her. It wasn’t slow, but one that claimed her fully. The discomfort of being stretched by his size was there for only a second before the ecstasy washed through her.
The clench of her inner muscles around his dick had a gasp leaving her each and every time he pulled almost all the way out before pushing right back in. He thrust into her once more and stilled.
His balls were pressed right up against her slick flesh, and she closed her eyes, needing some friction. Every time he groaned she swore the vibrations went right to her clit, making the little nub swell further.
“Christ, baby.” He slid his hand up the center of her back, his nails moving along her spine ever so gently. He pushed her hair over one shoulder. “Look at me when I fuck you.”
She did as he ordered.
And with that he started pulling out of her, and then pushed back in. He did this continuously at an agonizingly slow pace, one that had her curling her hands into the sheets and biting her lip until the taste of blood filled her mouth.
“Faster, Rebel,” she found herself saying.
Rebel started pushing into her and pulling out harder, faster. Beads of sweat covered her flesh, and her throat was dry and tight.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby. That is so fucking it.”
The faster and harder he pumped into her, the higher her pleasure climbed until she knew she’d be coming soon. And then he spanked her ass cheek at the same time he thrust into her, and everything else faded away.
She came explosively for him, crying out at how good it felt. Stars flashed in front of her eyes, she grew lightheaded, and all she could hear was the sound of Rebel panting behind her.
But she could tell he hadn’t gotten off yet, and even as her pleasure still climbed Rebel pulled out of her and flipped her onto her back.
He pushed her legs open again with his knee, settled between them once more, and had his cock thrust back into her body just seconds later. A moan spilled from her lips, she arched her head back, and all she could focus on was Rebel.
He lowered his gaze to her breasts, his mouth slightly parted, and sounds came from him that resembled a feral animal. When he was fully inside of her again and the root of his cock bumped her clit sparks of electricity slammed into her.
He didn’t give her body time to become accustomed to his size again, just started fucking her. The expression on his face was fierce and filled with pleasure.
“So. Fucking. Good.”
Beads of sweat lined his forehead and chest, and she reached up and ran her hands over his smooth skin, rubbing the perspiration around.
“I’m going to come soon, baby. Fuck.” He grunted, and she clenched her pussy around his erection. His hands were on her inner thighs, and when he pushed her legs up and pressed them to her chest she froze. She was so exposed, and although she wasn’t embarrassed, this wasn’t something she’d ever envisioned.
This position had him going in deeper with every thrust into her, and she opened her mouth and sucked in air at the ecstasy.
Curling her nails into his chest, he hissed and pumped into her faster. Even after she had already gotten off it felt like she could come again.
“I want you to come again,” he said in a hoarse tone.
God, how many times can someone get off in a night?
He slammed his cock inside of her hard. Over and over he did this, hitting something deep inside so that it felt like fireworks were going off in her. And then he was bent over her, his chest brushing against hers.
Their faces were mere inches apart, their gazes locked on each other. He slipped his tongue out and ran just the tip along her bottom, and then her top lip.
That was all it took for Rosie to get off again. She arched her head back, her breast thrust out, the air teasing her hard nipples. Eyes now closed, this sound left her on its own, but she couldn’t have held it in anyway, didn’t want to.