Page 101 of Ruthless Rebel


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I melt into his kiss and enjoy the surge of longing that spreads throughout my body. It’s so fierce and powerful I feel it in my soul.

Everything is amplified when he flips me around and bends me over the piano. We’re on the side where I can get a good grip on the lid. I do as he fits himself against me, and I revel in the sensation of his cock entering my body, then me welcoming him as if he always belonged inside of me.

I like the way I feel when we’re joined like this and we’re so close it’s difficult to remember not being with him. The feeling is like nothing else.

Jericho starts pumping into me, then pounding, creating the perfect storm of pleasure as he fucks me into delirium.

Sparks of white light flash behind my lids, turning into fireworks with every thrust.

My orgasm sneaks up on me like a thief in the night, then swallows my senses whole.

I grip the piano lid tighter, moaning out loud as my body takes the deep pounding of his cock.

Then he blows my mind further by reaching between us to cup my sex and massage my clit with his fingers.

The demand in his touch makes me explode, and I scream as my orgasm detonates inside me.

The fierce pleasure makes me shake as my walls squeeze his cock. He groans, coming too. The sensation of us sizzles through my veins, short-circuiting my brain, then I’m falling into bliss and light, where nothing exists but this moment where we own each other.

I’m still catching my breath when he pulls out of me and turns me slowly to face him.

Breathing hard, Jericho cups my face. I expect him to kiss me, but he touches his forehead to mine.

“You’re going to ruin me all over again, wife.” His warm breath tickles my skin.

“Am I, husband?”

“Fuck, yeah. How about we head to the pool next? We haven’t christened that yet.”

“I’m all yours.”

He scoops me up, and I wrap my arms around him, deciding to savor this—whatever it is—for however long it lasts.

It feels like living.

Chapter25

River

We spend the next few days together frolicking around Naples, on land and in the sea. Jericho doesn't take any time away from me to work. Not even once. He spends all the time with me.

We hardly even see the staff. Lauren cooks for us, but Corey mostly stays away doing the work I assume Jericho was supposed to do.

The few times that I see him, he barely offers eye contact. I feel a little bad, but a wicked part of me still secretly likes that Jericho was so protective over me.

Today, we went sea fishing, then diving. It was amazing and we had such a good time.

We set out from early in the morning, almost before sunrise. Now we're on the beach sitting opposite each other.

We just cooked the fish Jericho caught earlier over the fire.

It's late and I'm guessing we'll be heading back to the villa soon, but I'm enjoying the serenity of us being out here together.

“I like it here,” I say, glancing at Jericho.

“Me too.” He sighs. “There's a calmness about Europe that I love. I always feel like this no matter where I go in Europe. Especially when I'm near the sea.”

“There are a few European cities I'm still yet to explore.” I smile. “I've barely been to France.”

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