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“Look at me as you come.”
She opened her eyes just as her pleasure peaked, staring right into Rebel’s face. If possible, looking at him made the pleasure even more intense. And then she saw the expression on his face and knew he was getting off, as well.
Oh. God. That is so hot.
He had his jaw clenched tight, closed his eyes, and groaned deeply as he continued to push his dick into her and pull out, repeating the action over and over again before finally stilling in her.
The root of his dick was pressed right against her clit, and even though he stopped thrusting and she knew he was coming, he started moving his hips back and forth, rubbing her clit with the base of his cock.
Another smaller orgasm wrenched out of her and she gasped.
He didn’t look away from her while he came, and all she could do was ride this pleasure out.
Her inner muscles contracted around him, making the fullness even more vivid.
When he finally stopped and sagged against her all she could do was run her hands over his back and breathe out.
He had his head resting on her shoulder, and his hot breath bathed her skin. The fact he was exhausted was because of her, and that was a high all on its own. After several more seconds of being on top of her, Rebel finally rolled off.
His chest rose and fell harshly as he tried to control his breathing, and the sheen of sweat on his body was visible.
She turned onto her side to look at him, feeling this euphoria consume her. Rosie didn’t know what to say, or if she should say anything at all. In the end she just kept her mouth shut and stared at him. Rebel had his eyes closed, and his arm thrown over his head, his bicep muscle on clear display.
Lowering her gaze to his cock, he still wore the condom, and wasn’t fully soft yet. Even semi-hard he was huge.
“I love you, Rosie,” he said softly and opened his eyes, turning his head at the same time and looking at her. “Come here, baby.”
She shifted over to him, and then he had his arm around her, pulling her flush with his hard, sweaty body. “I love you, too.” She rested her head on his chest, closed her eyes, and felt herself smile. She was happy, so damn happy.
“Do you regret doing this?” he asked.
She lifted her head and looked at him, her smile fading. “No, do you?”
His gaze was penetrating, but after a second he slowly nodded his head.
“No. I’m so fucking in love with you, and I’ve wanted you for so damn long.” He tightened his arm around her. “No one compares to you.”
She sighed in contentment.
There were no words for what they’d done, at least none that could really say how she felt at that moment. What she felt for Rebel was real, tangible, and hearing him say he loved her, too, made this feel so good and right.
But what happened now?
“Rebel?” she said his name softly, not sure if she should even say anything, but wanting to know what the next step was.
“Mmm?” He sounded sleepy, and looking up at him showed he had his eyes closed.
“What happens now?”
A moment of silence passed before he opened his eyes and responded.
“It means you’re mine, Rosie girl. I’ve always thought of you as mine, but this cements things.”
God, that felt good to hear.
He looked at her, this seriousness on his face. Was it the same expression she wore? “Is that what you want, too?”
She nodded, feeling how big her smile was. “It’s what I’ve wanted since I knew what it meant.”
