Rebellious (8 page)

I couldn't bring myself to look at him. And the silence between us stretched until I wanted to die. My shoulders hunched and I reached for my bra, when I felt it—Reb's featherlight touch on my breast.

“I don't think I've seen anything so abso-fucking-beautiful in my life. Damn, baby.”

His words had me darting a look over at his face, and the reverence I saw there took my breath away. He gently traced the outer edge of my areola, making me shiver. And my nipple hardened into a tight nub.

Reb's eyes narrowed with intent. As he bent his head toward me, his tongue darted out and licked my nipple. I couldn't stop my moan from escaping, and I wantonly arched into him. Reb rumbled his approval with a sexy male groan. The combination of the sound and his tongue had me breaking out in goosebumps. I swayed unsteadily on my knees until Reb tugged me down on top of him.

I blinked blearily at my change in position. Despite my dominant view, looking down at him, he was very much still in control. My jean-clad legs might've been straddling his, but now he was arching up into me. In an awesome display of rippling muscles, he inclined his upper body with no effort and kissed me with quick bruising intensity before continuing on down to my chin, then my neck, where he lingered briefly. A moment later I had a second throbbing hickey. Not that I cared.

“Oh God, Reb,” I moaned. My hips moved on their own accord, rubbing and pressing the seam of my jeans into my body, but it wasn't enough. I needed more. More pressure. More intensity. More Reb.

“My baby is greedy,” Reb murmured into my breast just before he gave me a teasing nip. “I fucking like that. But if we're gonna continue this party, we need to take at least one more layer off. Or two. You up for that, sunshine?”

I moaned and ground my pelvis down on him.

He must've taken my action as the yes it was intended to be, since the next thing I knew my bedroom was whirling around me and then the bed was at my back and Reb knelt between my splayed thighs. Reb didn't even wait a second before he was tugging my jeans down my legs. I felt a cool rush of air on my naked legs. Thank God I shaved recently. But now I only had a small scrap of satin between me and Reb's hot gaze.

“Damn, baby.” Reb crawled up the bed between my legs. He stopped with his face hovering just above the junction of my thighs. Dropping his head, he ran the tip of his nose over the middle of my panties. “You smell like fucking ambrosia.”

My whole body heated as my skin flushed. It wasn't so much what he said as how he said it. Like a dying man hungry for his last meal—like he wanted
me
to be his last meal. I don't know if I was ready for oral sex with a man like Reb. Something told me it would be more intense than sex itself.

And yet my reticence didn't stop my hips from curving toward him.

This time he didn't ask permission. He just took. Grabbing the elastic at my hip in his fists, Reb pulled until I heard a snap.

He'd just ripped my panties off me like it was nothing. I was shocked, both at his brute strength and at how turned-on it made me. I moved my legs restlessly and felt the slippery wetness between them.

“Goddamn. You look more gorgeous than I dreamed.” Reb bent down until he was inches from my sex, and inhaled audibly. “Fucking ambrosia.”

This time embarrassment was the furthest thing from my mind. All I saw in Reb's eyes was arousal and acceptance. I didn't need to wonder if he liked what he saw, because he was an open book. He wanted me. Desperately.

And then I wasn't capable of thought at all.

Reb dropped his face those last two inches and licked my mound. He made a hungry little sound at the back of his throat, then burrowed deeper. Separating my outer lips with his fingers, he ran his tongue from my vagina up until he found the hidden nub of my clitoris. Then he did something with his tongue and fingers on my clit that had me seeing whorls of light.

I think I might've screamed something—“Oh God,” or maybe Reb's name—but when he did that thing to my clit one more time, I broke. My body wracked with shudders as my orgasm crashed over me. I shook and tried to roll over to recover, but Reb wouldn't let me. He continued to kiss and suck and flick my clit until I could feel my body building toward another climax.

“Oh God, Reb. Give me a second. I can't breathe.”

“You can breathe later, baby,” Reb whispered huskily back to me. “I need you to come one more time, then we can play.”

I didn't even have the time to process what he had just said to me. He flicked my clit one more time, and I was done. This time I screamed as I came. More intense than my first orgasm, the second one had me gasping as I rolled away from Reb. Or maybe it was my screaming that left me breathless. Probably both. But at least this time Reb let me roll away from him.

On my side with my hands tucked under my face, I tried to concentrate on breathing. What had just happened? I'd never been able to get there so fast before. Half the time it took so long that I gave up and stopped, if I was by myself; or if I was with someone else I faked it—at least I'd had to during that one disastrous time with what's-his-name. He was relegated to a shadow of a distant memory. I couldn't remember any man who had come before Reb. There was only Reb and the two amazing orgasms he'd given me in the span of minutes. I couldn't imagine what he'd be capable of in a whole night.

I couldn't wait to find out.

Feeling smug and so damn good, I looked up at Reb with a drunken smile. “So is this the part of the night where we do you?”

Reb sat back on his heels between my legs and looked down at me with a smug grin of his own. His lips were wet with a mixture of his saliva and me. “If you want. Or we can do you again.”

I huffed with laughter. Honestly, that was all I was capable of at the moment, and even that took too much effort. “We do me one more time, and I'll be a boneless pile of flesh.”

“Fine by me. I can't wait to hear you scream my name again. Never would've taken you for a screamer, sunshine.”

My cheeks heated with my blush, and I looked down. Suddenly I felt very naked, and not just physically. “I never had been before,” I whispered.

“Good,” Reb rumbled. “I'm fucking ecstatic to know that no one has ever fucking seen you like this.” Then he said something under his breath that I couldn't make out a hundred percent, but kinda sounded like “and I'll make sure no one else ever will.”

But that couldn't be right. He was just getting out of a disastrous marriage. The last thing a guy like him would want was another commitment. The reminder cooled my heated blood. A man like Reb wasn't happy with just one woman. Especially not when he was in the middle of a divorce.

This wasn't forever, I reminded myself. Just a good time. And after those last two amazing orgasms, the temporary status didn't depress me. Instead it filled me with a resolve. I had to get what I could from Reb before he left.

Because he would. His type always did.

Feeling more confident in my skin, I wrapped an arm around the back of his neck and pulled him down until his lips teasingly brushed against mine. I leaned back slightly and looked at his wet lips, as the slight tang was a reminder of just where he'd been only moments ago, pleasuring me. After taking a steadying breath, my tongue darted out and brushed against his damp lips. Reb's eyes narrowed on mine. I took another teasing swipe at his mouth with my tongue, then leaned back and deliberately swallowed.

Reb closed his eyes as his head dropped. “Fuck. Me.”

“I thought you'd never ask, but first I think we need to peel a few more layers off you.” I tugged at the waistband of his jeans. “I want in. Oh, and just for the record, that's not the only thing I swallow.”

“Sweet Christ, sunshine. When you let go, you don't hold nothin' back, do you?” Reb pushed to his heels, then pivoted off the bed.

I laughed as I sat up to enjoy the view. “You must bring it out of me.”

“That won't be the only thing I bring outta you. I can guaran-fucking-tee it.” His eyes burned into mine as he unbuttoned his fly, then pushed his jeans down his legs. He calmly stepped from them before kicking them out of his way. His boxers proudly displayed what his jeans had only hinted at.

He was huge.

I mean, yes, it did make sense. The man was big. With his height and linebacker shoulders, he took over my tiny bedroom when he stood up. But I was kinda hoping he'd be…less down there. Judging by his boxers, he wasn't.

He did this half-smile thing while staring into my eyes, which made me think that he knew exactly what I was thinking. Then he pushed his boxers down and proved every thought I'd had about him.

I stared at him, slack-jawed. I must've started to slowly inch away because Reb stalked toward me. I shook my head. “I might need a little more foreplay before we—holy hell! Are you pierced?”

I stared in disbelief at the glint of metal coming from the head of his penis. The metal arched from the center of the head and down to the base of the head in a loop. He had a Prince Albert piercing. That was the last thing I expected from this man. I mean, he was all big and burly. Tattooed and scarred, but a piercing? It didn't fit.

My eyes darted between his penis and his face. I could've sworn I saw a hint of red in his cheeks.

Reb shrugged uncomfortably. “Got drunk one night after I kicked Rhonda out. I don't even remember it.”

“Someone jabbed a huge needle through
that
part of you, and you don't remember?”

“I was drunk,” Reb said, like that explained everything. His eye took on that dangerous glint from earlier and he slowly stalked toward me. “Now, where were we?”

“Not going there now! I wasn't gonna let you come near me with that thing when I saw how big it is. No way are we doing that with you pierced. I mean, doesn't it…hurt?”

“Nah. It did at first but that was months ago. Now it feels awesome. The little hoop rubs in a way that's like nothing you've ever felt before.”

“So I'll be able to feel it inside me?”

I wasn't too happy when I saw the size of that, let alone his hardware.

“Ah, baby.” Reb closed the distance between us and sat on the edge of the bed. He reached up and brushed the hair away from my eyes. “It kills me to see you scared. Do you really think I'd do something to hurt you?”

I mutely shook my head.

“I can take it out if you want. Or we can stop now. I told you before, you're driving the bus. We only go as far as you want.”

I swallowed hard and reached a trembling hand up to his chest. I knew that what I said now would mark the rest of our time together. If I ran away now I probably wouldn't have another chance with Reb. He was an all-or-nothing kinda guy. Yes, I was scared, but I also knew that he'd take care of me. I could trust him. And that meant every bit of him.

Hardware and all.

Meeting his eyes, I slowly ran my hand down his chest and his abdomen and stopped when I reached his hard cock. It practically leapt into my hand. I couldn't stop the tremor that shook my body when I saw close up just how large Reb was.

This was gonna work. I was ready. I'd had two orgasms to smooth the way. Reb wouldn't hurt me. All those fragmented thoughts ran through my mind and robbed from me the ability to speak.

“You sure, baby? You wanna do this?”

Again I nodded.

“Piercing and all?”

I nodded slowly.

Reb hummed his relief. “You won't regret it, baby. I'll make fucking sure of it.”

Leaning down, Reb covered my lips with his and gave me a sweet kiss—which was incredible, considering the fact that I was holding his rock-hard cock.

I couldn't contain the giggle that left me.

“You still okay?” Reb leaned back and lifted an eyebrow as he examined me. “You're not cracking up, are you?”

I slipped around him to kneel at his feet. “Nope. How about we make good on some of the head debt I owe you.”

I leaned forward to lap at the straining head of his cock, but only managed to brush it before Reb tugged me up with a groan.

“As fucking fantastic as that sounds, I'm on a hair trigger, baby. Plus a BJ with a PA piercing is a little more tricky than you'd think. Why don't we just skip straight to the main event?” Reb tossed me back onto the bed with hardly any effort on his part. Bracing himself above me, he stared down at me with that devilish twinkle in his eye. “I really wanted to get reacquainted with these two beauties here.”

I moaned as he bent his head and caught my nipple in his lips. Suckling deeply, he groaned his contentment as I felt an answering pang between my legs. He scraped his teeth against my throbbing hard nipple and I could only arch closer to him. He made me feel so many things—all of them good—that I wanted more. More of him. More of this.

He gave my nipple one last tug, then made a nipping trail to my other breast and continued to torment me with a mixture of his lips, tongue, and teeth.

Two could play at this game. While he was doing his level best to distract me, I licked my forefinger, then ran it between our bodies until I found what I was looking for. With a soft touch, I gently caressed the sensitive underside of his cock. I found that gathering of skin where his piercing ended and ran my finger back and forth over it.

Reb let go of my nipple with a soft pop. “You keep that up and I'm gonna paint my cum all over your gorgeous body. And I really wanna feel that hot, hungry pussy milking my dick.”

His rough words shouldn't have turned me on so much, but I arched into him, seeking either relief or him making good on his threat. At this point I wasn't sure which I wanted more. The thought of him spraying me with his cum was so freaking hot.

“Ah, my baby likes that? I'll have to remember that for later. In the meantime…” He pulled away, and I immediately mourned the loss of his warm body on top on mine. There was some rustling noise, and then he was back.