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Her face was in the crook of his neck, and the small, heated puffs of her breath moved along his flesh.
Rebel went into her room this time, shut the door with his foot, and set her on the ground. He took a step toward her and she took one back, smiling.
Tease.
He kept moving toward her, loving every glorious inch of her body, of her curves, and when the bed stopped her retreat he reached out and gently pushed her back on the bed.
If she wanted dirty from him, Rebel would give her fucking filthy.
“Spread your legs as wide as you can get them, baby.” Her chest rose and fell quickly, but she did what he said without any hesitation. When she was in the position he wanted a deep noise left him.
The room was dark, and the setting sun cast this dusky glow in the room.
Rebel ran a hand over his mouth and looked at her spread pussy lips. Her clit was hard and engorged, and the crack of her ass and roundness of her cheeks called out to him.
Fuck, I want my cock between those luscious cheeks.
For a moment all he did was stare at her, at the pussy that was his and no one else’s. For some reason she loved him back, and he knew he was a lucky bastard. “I love you,” he said, and the smile she gave him could have lit up the room.
“And I love you.”
Slowly he slid his eyes from her pussy to her face, and held her gaze with his own. There would be no other for him, and Rebel knew it was the same for her.
They were meant to be together … the good girl with the bad boy.
ChapterThirteen
Ahigh settled into Rosie at the fact she was here, with Rebel, and they were doing this again.
God, she wanted more. So much more. All of it.
She was on her back, her entire body on display, her legs spread and Rebel looking at her like he wanted to eat her alive. All she could think about was pushing him further, to see how much he could handle before he snapped.
Why she was playing with fire she didn’t know, but it was tempting.
Taking in every inch of his hard, muscular body had lust slamming so hard into Rosie if she hadn’t been lying on the bed she would have fallen right over.
Every hard ridge, dip, and bulge of his form was shown in startling clarity, and she bit her lip to hold off her moan. He was just so very big, so tall, and perfect in all the ways that counted.
Rosie stared at his tattoos, traced them with her gaze, and wanted to just beg him to be with her already. Even coming earlier didn’t tame her lust.
“You want dirty?” he asked, and she nodded.
Yeah, she did. She wanted all of Rebel’s bad boy charm.
“I want you on your hands and knees.” He took a step closer to her. “Let me see that ass.” He grabbed himself and started stroking his huge dick back and forth as he clearly waited for her to comply.
Rosie didn’t think watching a guy masturbate could have been as hot as it was, but damn was it a turn-on.
She was so wet, embarrassingly so, and the feel of her cream sliding down to the crack of her ass had her shifting on the bed, needing him to be inside of her already.
He stood before her just as naked as she was, his cock hard and pointing right at her.
He gestured for her to rise. “Get on your knees and turn around, Rosie.” Rebel took another step toward her, his voice dropping an octave.
Once she was on her hands and knees, she looked over her shoulder at him.
He walked the rest of the way toward her, his cock still in his hand, his gaze on her ass.
