Page 39 of Rubble (Macha MC 3)


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In one smooth move, Rubble was there, arms around her waist, lifting her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around him, lips fused to his as sparks ignited. The scream of the fireworks outside was nothing compared to the heat flooding her veins.

She gasped when he rested her on the cool countertop. He pulled back slightly, sliding her loose shirt down her arm to place feathery kisses on the naked flesh. Her heart thudded loudly in her ears, and he repeated the act on her left side. Shirt now barely covering her breasts, Rubble gently tugged the material off and hissed out a reverent curse.

He watched the rise and fall of her chest and Jupiter held as still as possible. Her B-sized breasts weren’t what he was focused on. It was the scars on her chest that held his rapt attention. Not wanting to answer those unasked questions, she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. His warm hands were there in an instant, enclosing her breasts, making her fear evaporate.

“I’m usually an ass man, but you have one perfect set of tits,” he said before closing his lips around her right nipple. Jupiter gasped and arched her back. His teeth grazed the tender flesh, sucking on it hard until stars danced in her eyes. She caught her breath just before he moved to her left breast, his free hand holding her tighter to him.

Jupiter tugged at his jacket, needing to feel his body’s warmth without the confines of clothing. He eagerly obliged, shedding his jacket and long-sleeved T-shirt, but keeping his jeans properly buckled. Standing in the muted darkness, she took her time reviewing his tattoos. They were as beautiful as she anticipated. Tracing them, she recognized the coiled serpent and Marines emblem on his ribs. Similar military tattoos wound across his form. Without a doubt, more lay etched on his back. She swallowed hard, her gaze traveling along the powerful lines of his muscles and finally to the bulge in his jeans.

“Don’t be scared.” Rubble tipped up her chin. “Please. I never want you scared of me.”

His tone was so soft, sweet even, that she couldn’t be fearful if she wanted to be. Not when this massive man was in front of her, his voice so unlike the rest of his ruggedness.

“I’m not.” She cracked a small smile. “I’m more worried you’ll be disappointed.”

He shook his head. “Not possible, baby girl.” He cupped the left side of her face. “If all we do is this right here, I’ll go to sleep happy.”

She smirked and hopped off the counter. “But not satisfied.” Reaching for his belt, she unbuckled it, pulling the zipper down next. “And I want you satisfied because I know you’ll do the same for me.”

Rubble’s large hands squeezed her ass. “Fuck yes I will.”

Kicking off her boots, Jupiter shimmied out of her jeans. When she looked up, Rubble had done the same. They both kept their underwear on, but he couldn’t disguise what lay beneath his. The thick erection couldn’t be hidden, and a shiver of concern crippled her mind.

“When was the last time you were touched?”

She lifted her gaze from his groin. “A year.”

He shook his head, fingers sneaking beneath the blue panties hugging her hips. “You deserve better.” His lips tickled her neck, the touch spurring her desire. “If you were mine, I’d fuck you twice every day at the very least, until you know how a man should treat you.”

Jupiter closed her eyes as his lips trailed down her chest, stopping to encompass her nipples, but not staying there long. “I’d wake you up every morning kissing you right here.” He kneeled, his breath stopped at her panties, slowly pulling them down until she was fully exposed to him.

He held her steady as she kicked them away, her breathing staggered from his words and actions. Jupiter clung to the edge of the counter behind her, her knees wobbling. Rubble kissed her thighs, stopping at her knees then back up to her hips. His light touch turned possessive when his nose disappeared into her thatch of springy curls. Jupiter gripped his smooth head, eyes wide at the act she’d only experienced a handful of times.

“Spread your legs, Jupiter. I want to taste you.”

She did as he instructed, not regretting it once his tongue dove into her sex. She leaned against the counter and held him tighter against her, his mouth exploring every facet of her pussy.

“You’re so sweet. I knew you would be.” He looked up from his kneeling position on the floor, beard glistening with her arousal. It turned her on more and she grinned, pushing him back in place. Rubble didn’t waste any time; his tongue flicked her clit and she inched closer to release. When he slipped a finger inside of her pussy, she bucked automatically. He moved it so fluidly, slowly summoning her orgasm. He groaned against her and she caught her bottom lip between her teeth. It’d been too long since a man touched her. Everything he did was heaven.

He added another finger, and she started to sway her hips in time with his movements. Closing her eyes, Jupiter felt a familiar yet foreign sensation building low in her belly. She couldn’t remember when she felt it last. She clenched her thighs around Rubble’s head, lightning firing through her body as she came undone. Her mouth dropped open and the sound of her moans echoed through the empty bakery. Her hips shook uncontrollably, legs weakening the longer the orgasm clenched her. Rubble was there, lapping up every drop and keeping her steady as she rode out the rest of the wave while she cried out Rubble’s name.

At last, her body relaxed, mind still humming from the delectable sensations. Rubble hopped to his feet, arms there to catch her wobbling body.

“Holy….” She met his eyes, a playful smile on his face. “I don’t even know what to say.”

“Oh, you said plenty. Or should I say, moaned plenty?” He smoothed his beard. “It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or heard.”

He kissed her deeply, the taste of her orgasm on his tongue. It turned her on even more than she was before. Reaching down, she palmed his cock. It was hot to the touch even through the boxer briefs. “I want to see you.”

Rubble nodded and his dark underwear was gone in a flash. He stood completely naked in front of her, cock alert and ready for action.

Jupiter traced the long and thick member. Pumping it in her hand, she kissed his chest covered with tattoos and a trail of small curls that led down his sternum to his groin. Her lips grazed several scars. She noted them for later and licked across the tattoos. Teasing his copper colored nipples with her teeth, she swirled her tongue across them and grinned at his sharp inhale. She kept moving further down his body to the heaven she longed to sample.

Kneeling, she licked the length of his cock. It bobbed hungrily in response, so she did it on the other side. She massaged his balls with her free hand, dipping her tongue to them briefly. Rubble let out more shaky breaths the longer she teased him. She gripped his thick cock and lifted her eyes to his. They were glassy with lust, desperate for her to complete the transaction. The power she held over him right then was euphoric on its own. A man at her mercy was a whole new experience.

Holding his gaze, she slipped the tip of his cock into her mouth, sucking hard. His hips jerked forward, longing for her to accept more of him. She twirled her tongue over his tip, keeping her eyes focused on his. The strain in his face was more than she could bear. She needed to taste all of him. The desire pooling in her sex demanded it.

Putting him out of his misery, Jupiter opened her mouth and swallowed his cock until it hit the back of her throat. He wound his fingers in her hair and she bobbed down on his length, sucking until her cheeks caved.

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