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Back and forth he moved against her, harder and faster with every passing second. The feeling of Rebel, of the arousal coursing through her veins, had all sanity and common sense leaving her. He continued rubbing her while he licked up her throat.
“You feel so good against me.” He thrust his cock harder against her belly. “You taste so fucking good.” He ran his tongue up the length of her throat again.
He teased her for several more seconds, rubbing her clit every time he stroked his fingers up her cleft, and teasing her hole on every down stroke. The sounds that came from both of them should have had Rosie embarrassed, but she wasn’t.
She’d never been with a guy, never wanted to, in fact, but the pleasure and lust she felt for Rebel were unlike anything she’d ever known. It was empowering.
He removed his hand, moved back just an inch so they could look into each other’s faces, and brought his hand up. She could see her wetness coating his fingers, and her heart beat harder, if that were even possible.
“You see how wet you are for me?”
She nodded even though she had a feeling it wasn’t a literal question. While holding his gaze with hers, Rebel brought the fingers to his mouth and spread her wetness across his lips.
Rosie felt her eyes widen, felt her mouth part at the sight of what he did, and she held her breath. He spread her wetness along the top, and then bottom lip, and before Rosie could say anything, Rebel kissed her.
He made her taste herself on him, and damn, was that hot. He gripped the back of her head, tangled his fingers in the strands, and held her in place for his erotic onslaught.
“Open for me,” he whispered against her mouth.
She gasped, her lips parting. He pushed his tongue inside and stroked it along hers. There was a musky, sweet flavor that bombarded her senses, and she moaned for more.
He broke the kiss and started moving his mouth and tongue down her neck once more, along her collarbone, and stopped when he was right above her breast. The small, hard, and hot pants of his breath bathed her flesh, caused her nipples to harden even further, and had her clenching her thighs together almost painfully.
God, I’ve never felt this way, this inflamed.
“I’ve wanted you for so long, Rosie.”
She nodded, but wanted to tell him verbally exactly how she felt, exactly what she wanted.
“I want you to be my first, Rebel. I need you.”
He groaned deeply, but didn’t fuck her like she had hoped. Instead he latched his mouth onto her breasts, and sucked her nipple until her clit throbbed and more wetness spilled from her. Over and over, he tormented her breasts, licking and sucking at her nipples and gently pulling the flesh with his teeth.
The pain and pleasure morphed into one, and she wasn’t just thinking of begging him, she actually was.
“Rebel, be with me already.”
She was nervous, sure, even scared that it would hurt, but she was so in love with Rebel that everything else dimmed in comparison. This certainly wasn’t what she had seen herself doing when she’d come down here.
In fact, Rosie had thought he’d tell her there was nothing that would ever come between them. She’d mentally prepared herself. But this … this wasn’t anything she’d ever envisioned.
And with one last drag across the stiff peak Rebel stepped back and looked at her. Then he went over to his dresser, grabbed a condom, and slid it on.
She was transfixed at the sight of his huge erection, at the fact he was so thick and long, and it was all because of her.
“You see what you do to me?” he asked and grabbed his dick, giving it a squeeze and looking her up and down.
He walked toward her, pressed fully against her once more, and gripped the cheeks of her ass. A soft sound of female appreciation left her when he lifted her with a strength that made her feel petite.
She was pressed against the wall fully once more, and parted her mouth as a gasp left her at the feeling of his latex covered dick.
“Hold onto me, baby,” he said in a guttural voice that was so damn attractive.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her breasts against the hardness of his chest, and sighed at how good this felt. She probably should have been more nervous given the fact this was her first time, but she trusted Rebel with her life, and knew he’d take care of her in all ways.
He’d make this good for her.
For a second neither seemed to breathe as they just stood there, chest pressed to chest. But then he smoothed his finger along her bottom lip, watching the act.
