Page 44 of The Rebel


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I needed the contact, the softness.

I needed her to remember what my mouth and fingers were capable of.

If Lake Louise hadn’t scored me a text or phone call, tonight would.

I was sure of that.

My hand left her chin and moved down her shoulder, arm, slipping around to the inside, where it traveled down until I reached her hip. From there, I pulled her a few inches closer. “What do you have time for?”

A different kind of red filled her cheeks as she processed what I’d said. “You mean?—”

“Yes.” My eyes narrowed as I pressed my hard-on against her. I didn’t care who was looking—if they even were. I didn’tcare if we had an entire damn audience. As far as I was concerned, Rowan and I were the only ones in this store. “That’s exactly what I mean.”

The base of her throat hollowed as she inhaled. “You’re not kidding, are you?”

“I would never kid when it comes to fucking you.”

She searched my eyes. “But here? In this liquor store?”

Her questions confirmed one thing. She wanted to; she just couldn’t wrap her brain around the location.

Shit, that was the easy part.

“And let the motherfuckers in here see you naked? Fuck no. No one has that privilege but me, Rowan.”

A heat moved into her eyes.

“We both have cars outside,” I said. “At least, I’m assuming you drove here.” My hand lowered to her ass. “We don’t even have to leave the parking lot.”

My sports car was tiny, but the windows were tinted. No one would see a thing.

“That’s what you want from me right now?” She was hiding a smile. “Not an explanation. Just my pussy?”

I wanted an explanation too.

Hell, my brain was still focused on sliding those pieces together.

But I’d take whatever I could get.

“Do you know how fucking amazing your pussy is?” I leaned into her ear, and when I didn’t get a response, I continued, “It sounds like you need the reminder, so let me tell you. It’s the hottest, tightest, wettest cunt I’ve ever felt and tasted. I’ve done nothing but dream about it since I left Lake Louise.” I pulled back to look into her eyes. “So, yeah, I want your pussy. I want an explanation, too, but it sounds like I’m not going to score that tonight.” I placed my hand on the back of her neck, feeling her pulse hammer against my fingers.

“Why do you always make it so hard to breathe?”

“Because I own your body. Because I know just what to do to make you wet.” I nodded toward her pussy. “She is, isn’t she?”

She let out a small laugh. “You are … something else.”

And she fucking loved that about me.

I turned my wrist, placing my palm on her cheek to tilt her face fully toward mine. “What do you say, Rowan? Are you going to let me taste you? Or are you going to go to Sky’s apartment, all wet and turned on, wishing I had made you scream? You know just how good I am at that.” I dipped my face closer, hovering my lips above hers. “So, tell me … what do you want?”

TEN

Rowan

What do I want?

That was an easy question to answer when the star of last night’s dream was standing directly in front of me, looking hotter than I’d ever seen him.

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