Page 59 of Rubble (Macha MC 3)


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Seeing the truth in her eyes, he climbed on the bed and kissed a line from her belly to her lips. “I’m not a good man, but I want to be for you.”

“You already are.”

He couldn’t resist anymore. She’d endured long enough. Hell, so had he. Under his watch, she’d never suffer again unless it was requested. He kissed her thoroughly, his tongue touching every part of hers. Kissing down her ribs, he settled at the apex of her legs. Already, her inebriating scent called to him. Slipping a finger between her curls, he closed his eyes at the wetness there.

“I think somebody likes being tied up.”

“Only by you.”

Rubble licked her slit and murmured, “That’s my girl,” before indulging in her tender clit. She bucked against him, her tiny nub of nerves swelling beneath his mouth’s attentions. She tasted richer than any dessert he’d ever tasted. Feasting on her would always satisfy his hunger.

Jupiter lifted her hips and he slid two fingers into her pussy. Her core pulsed around them and he groaned. She was driving him crazy both sexually and emotionally. Pressing a thumb to her clit, Rubble increased the friction of his fingers, making his cock jealous.

His name rang out in the silence, Jupiter’s come dripping from his fingers and to his waiting tongue. He lapped it up eagerly, never wasting a drop. Her quakes slowed, but the moans didn’t. He’d have her coming again the moment he was inside her.

Sheathing himself in a condom, Rubble sunk into her slippery pussy, her walls gripping him tighter than before. He braced himself, allowing Jupiter to relax enough for him to plunge in and out of her. The belts held her wrists at bay, but she tugged, nonetheless.

Catching her lips, he tangled his tongue with hers, sharing the delicacy of her passion with her. “Don’t fight them, baby girl. It’ll hurt.”

“Then take them off.” She lifted her hips to greedily accept his thick cock and he nearly blew his load. The lusty whisper coupled with the way she gripped him was enough to make him clench the headboard until his knuckles were white.

He shook his head. “So bossy even when tied to a bed.” He nipped the side of her neck and increased his tempo, needing to make sure that when she called his name, it could be heard all the way up on the roof. He didn’t have to wait long. Jupiter cried out, the high-pitched moan better with his name repeatedly on her lips afterward.

Her legs wobbled beneath him, but he wouldn’t relent. His girl needed more. The look in her green eyes demanded more and he’d give it to her one solid inch at a time.

Reaching down, he unbuckled the restraints and hoisted her ankles onto his shoulders. Jupiter bit her lip to keep from screaming, her white come coating his cock.

“Swear you’ll never leave,” he said, bottoming out against her G-spot.

“I swear.”

“Swear you love me.”

She panted as another orgasm crested. “You know I do.”

Just as she clenched him hard, Rubble let himself go. He held her hips against his, her orgasm finishing him off. Her wild eyes met his, their connection too strong to break. Once spent, he reached over and freed her wrists. Jupiter wrapped her arms around his neck.

He nuzzled her cheek, the perfume of their bodies filling in his nostrils. “I love you, Jupiter, more than I should be allowed.”

She kissed his forehead, the sweet act one he could get used to. “And I love you, Kassian.”

Hearing his name on her lips broke something inside he’d kept built around his heart for so many years.

“I haven’t heard someone call me that name in almost twenty years.”

Jupiter leaned up until she was sitting on his lap, cock still fully embedded in her. “You should hear it more often. It’s really a nice name.” She lightly scratched the back of his neck. “Not that Rubble isn’t completely accurate. You do have one hard dick.” Her eyes lit up when he cocked his hips, ready for a second round.

Threading his fingers through her hair, he kissed her as she slowly rode his dick. This time wouldn’t be fucking. This time would be even better.

CHAPTER30

JUPITER

Rolling over,Jupiter’s arm hit the empty spot beside her. It was warm. Rubble hadn’t been gone long from the bed. She opened her eyes and glanced around the room, hoping to catch him sneaking out. His muscular form didn’t meet her gaze and she grabbed the spare pillow. He’d mentioned leaving early for club business, but she didn’t know what that meant. Some days he was blatantly clear about his jobs, but it wasn’t one of those days.

She tried to fall back asleep but sounds from the hallway and downstairs interrupted her attempts. Sitting up, she stretched her arms above her head and yawned. Her muscles whined from the new positions they’d been exposed to under Rubble’s care.

She swung her legs to the side and stared at the remnants of their lovemaking. Three belts lay precariously on the floor around the bed. The fourth she knew was wrapped around Rubble’s muscular hips that very moment.

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