Page 40 of Rubble (Macha MC 3)


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“Fuck, Jupiter, if you keep that up, you’re gonna make me come.”

His cock hit the back of her throat again and he gripped her hair tighter, pushing her toward him. Gagging slightly, she rolled his balls between her fingers, adoring the manly groans it earned her.

Before she could suck him dry, Rubble stepped away, stealing his cock from her mouth. He grabbed beneath her arms and hauled her off her knees. Pushing back her hair, his unique eyes searched hers. Fireworks from outside shone through the large window, casting him in perfect light. He was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen.

“You’re a damn good surprise, baby girl. Never imagined you’d enjoy making a man beg for more.”

She lifted her neck up and bit his bottom lip. “I never did until you.”

Leaning down, he caught her mouth and wrapped his arms around her, settling them on her ass. “I’m going to fuck you now. Are you ready?”

Jupiter nodded, craving more of what this man had to offer. Her body needed to experience all of him.

“I can’t promise I’ll be gentle.” He grabbed a fistful of her hair, carefully wrenching her head back so he could kiss the length of her neck.

Shivers raced across her body. She adored his possessive yet loyal touch. “I don’t want gentle, Rubble. I just want you.”

He dropped his hold and lifted her to the counter. The cool glass against her naked form made her shiver. Just as she remembered where they were, Rubble sheathed his cock with a condom and entered her. Jupiter’s mouth dropped open and her toes curled.

“Oh, God.” Goose bumps scattered across her skin, her nipples pebbling as she adjusted to his girth.

Rubble stilled, brows knit in hesitation. “If it’s too much—”

“It’s not, I swear.” She gripped his muscular forearms and kissed him roughly. “Please don’t stop.”

He pulled out and slammed back into her. A soft moan escaped her mouth, warmth spreading like wildfire. Rubble kept his pace, thrusting in and out of her pussy. When he tugged her body further up the counter, cock hitting her deeper, she dug her nails into his back, gasping at the new sensations.

“Like that, huh?”

She managed a nod, words lost to her.

Rubble grinned deviously and propped her legs on his shoulders, plunging even deeper. That was when Jupiter lost control, climaxing once more. She coated his cock, hips convulsing with the strength of her ecstasy.

Before she could come down from the bliss, he pulled her off the counter and twirled her around, pressing her body against the cold glass. He entered her once more and she sighed at the now familiar sense of fullness. His hips moved wildly, his breathing staggered. Jupiter gripped the counter, desperately trying to steady her body for his powerful thrusts.

Rubble pulled her upright, his large hands holding onto her breasts. His balls slapped her ass, their rhythm one she’d never forget. When he moved one hand down to her clit, she gasped. He rubbed his index and middle fingers between her folds, the friction building toward another orgasm. She tried to move, but he’d completely immobilized her. His fingers sped up and her breathing hitched as she drew closer to the cusp.

In the reflection of the display case, she caught sight of his strained face and pumping muscles. It was just too much. She cried out his name, her pussy quivering around his cock. Rubble let out a loud cry and joined her. His lips moved deftly across her back as they drifted down from their high.

Tenderly spinning her around, he rested his forehead against hers. Their breaths mingling together almost as intimately as their bodies had moments before. Jupiter kept her eyes wide. She wanted to see it all. If they only had a limited time together, she needed these memories to keep her going for years to come.

“Rubble.”

“Yeah?”

“Can we do that again?”

A cocky smile crossed his face. “Oh, yeah, baby girl, we’re doing that again.” He playfully swatted her ass. “Right this very minute.”

Jupiter barely had a moment to register what he meant when he entered her again, slower this time. She clung to his shoulders.Forget leaving. I’ll stay here with Rubble.

CHAPTER20

RUBBLE

Jupiter was a little nympho.Rubble paused the cup of coffee before it met his lips.My nympho.How he wanted that to be true. He wanted Jupiter as his and only his. The sounds she made…. Rubble shifted in his seat. His dick was eager for more of her. He wanted to be the only man to hear those beautiful cries.

He sipped his coffee then grabbed another cup for the naked woman in his bed. They’d gone three rounds at the bakery, using the space in a way that’d never leave his mind. They then headed back to the clubhouse for an entire night of lust-fueled sex that left them both pleasantly exhausted.

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