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“Yeah, that’s so fucking it.”

He pulled out and pushed back in, and an involuntary gasp left her at the feel of how deep he was going, and how stretched she was. The base of his shaft pressed against her clit every time he pushed into her.

“Fuck, Rosie,” he groaned against her mouth.

“Rebel,” she breathed out his name as pleasure rocked her entire core.

He broke the kiss and went back to sucking her breasts, licking them, running his tongue over every inch of them. Her nipples tingled, throbbed from his ministrations.

“Fuck, you’re so damn wet for me, so juicy.”

Yeah, she was so wet, and it was all for him. Her inner muscles clenched, and Rebel grunted in response.

“I don’t want this to hurt for you, Rosie.” He pushed into her gently. “I want to make this good. I want this to be good for you.”

“It’s good, Rebel.” It was uncomfortable, yes, but every second that passed the more it started to feel even better, more intense. “Just be with me, Rebel.”

“Christ, Rosie.” He kissed her softly. “I’ve never wanted anyone the way I want you.”

“I don’t want the sweet and gentle side of you, Rebel. I want therealyou.”

She saw his pupils still dilated, could see the change in his expression, and she knew Rebel was about to show her the real him, the feral and intense side of him.

“You want the crazy side of me, Rosie?”

“Yes,” she whispered. “I want you to fuck me like you mean it.”

He closed his eyes and thrust into her again, harder this time. “You want me to be fucking dirty with you, filthy in the good ways?”

She could only nod.

He stared at her for a second before speaking again. “You want me to fuck you with my big cock?”

A gasp of pleasured surprise left her at his dirty words.

“You want me to stretch out this virgin pussy so it fits perfectly around my dick?”

“God, Rebel.”

“Yeah, I’ll have you screaming that before the night is over with.”

He started thrusting in and out of her a little harder and faster than before.

“I want to hear you say it, baby. I want you to ask me for it.”

This was what she wanted. She wanted this free and bad boy Rebel that she’d fallen in love with.

“I want you, Rebel.”

He shook his head. “Say the fucking words, Rosie.”

“I want your cock stretching me.” It felt weird saying that, but it also felt freeing. But he stopped moving and pulled out of her.

“Ask me for my mouth on your sweet pussy. Ask me to lick you until you come.”

His words fueled her, made her stronger. But when she opened her mouth nothing came out.

“You want that?” he asked again, now having his hands on her inner thighs and smoothing them closer and closer to her pussy.

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