CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
REBEL
I sat on my back patio by the pool, smoking weed and watching Storm’s window like the psychopath she accused me of being. I wasn’t sure how much time passed before her light finally went out. Once it did, I waited longer, needing to make sure she was asleep first.
Only when I thought enough time had passed did I hop the fence between our yards and make my way to her balcony. Each time I climbed up there seemed easier than the last. I reached for the sliding door and pulled.
Locked.
She locked me out? Damn. She knew how much I enjoyed a challenge.
Since a simple sliding door lock was not enough to keep me out, I got to work. The screen door lock was a plastic switch that came off easily with little effort. The glass door was a little more difficult but still only locked with a spring mechanism. Some wiggling and jerking was enough to make the spring snap. She really should have had something heavy holding the door closed. Since she didn’t, I easily slid it open.
I paused inside the doorway, half expecting her to leap out of the dark and beat me over the head with something heavy. Storm’s outline in the bed confirmed that she hadn’t heard my break in. Perfect.
She didn’t even flinch when I peeled back the blanket. She wore a skimpy little tank top and panties. Sexy as fuck without even trying.
Climbing onto the bed with her, I kept anticipating the moment she would wake up. No doubt she would be pissed. I looked forward to it. Nudging her legs apart, I settled myself between them and tugged her underwear aside.
I took a moment to breathe in the sweet scent of her. Storm’s pussy was like a drug. I could ride the high of her for days and never come down. Flicking my tongue lightly across her slit, I savored the taste of her.
There was a slight change to her breathing as her chest rose and fell faster. A tentative lick of her clit got her squirming. She made a little sound low in her throat that went straight to my cock. I pressed my tongue inside her, licking at the juices that gathered near her opening.
Licking and sucking at her sweet pussy, I waited for the right moment to drag her clit between my teeth. Storm came awake with a start and a moan. She sat up quickly, her hand plunging into my hair.
“Rebel?” She sounded breathy and surprised.
“Yeah, baby. Who else would it be?” I continued to lick her, loving the way she fisted my hair.
“How did you get in here? I locked the door.” Despite her surprise at finding me between her legs in the middle of the night, Storm didn’t try to push me away.
I chuckled against her. “I noticed. Did you think that flimsy lock was enough to keep me out? You should know better than that. If I want you, I will have you. Now lie back down and come for me, pet.”
When she hesitated, I used a hand to push her back down on the bed. The wetness dripped from her, sliding down her ass crack. Needing to be inside her, I undid my jeans and shoved them down.
As she drew closer to orgasm, she held my hair tighter, pulling it harder. I licked her furiously, biting at her clit before sucking it into my mouth. She writhed beneath me, her hips bucking against me. Her legs were still shaking when I sat up. Kneeling over her, I tugged off my shirt before stripping her naked.
“Rebel,” she said, a whine in her voice. “You can’t keep coming here like this.”
I climbed up over her, pinning her with my weight. “And yet, I don’t see you trying to stop me. Don’t pretend you don’t love my cock. Your pussy is dripping for me.”
She let out a little whimper as I thrust inside her. Still she made no effort to stop me or get away. My little pet loved these nighttime visits as much as I did.
“We can’t keep doing this. It’s not right. You don’t even like me.” She groaned, reaching to clutch my ass with both hands, her fingernails digging in deep.
Pressing my lips to hers, I murmured, “Then why am I here? You draw me in, Storm. I fucking crave you. Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?”
She shook her head, her silhouette outlined perfectly in the scant light coming through the window. “I’m pretty sure you’re just crazy. It has nothing to do with me. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”
Slipping my tongue between her lips, I entangled it with hers. She kissed me back with enough enthusiasm to contradict every word that had come out of her mouth. Storm didn’t know what she wanted. I knew that I hadn’t made it easy for her. We were from completely separate worlds. Everything was different in the darkness.
“It has everything to do with you. You really don’t see it, do you?” My hips moved faster between her legs. Every time I sank inside her, I died a little.
This woman was doing something to me. Something I may never be able to undo. Maybe she was right. Maybe this was all a mistake. Still, I couldn’t stop.
Being on top of her the way I was, feeling her beneath me, it got in my head. I started to question myself. What the fuck did I think I was doing? Did I really believe I could come here every night, be with her like this, and not have it mean a damn thing?
That wasn’t my style. I rarely slept with a woman more than once, and I sure as hell didn’t think about her like this. Nobody had dominated my thoughts the way Storm did. Nobody made me want to claim them and kill fucking River Harris to make sure she was all mine.
I was playing a dangerous game here. One that I might actually lose.
Needing to break the intimacy that had settled between us, I rolled us over so she was on top. Pushing her up so she sat above me, I reached to fill my hands with her beautiful tits.
Storm paused for a moment, gathering herself before she began to slide up and down my cock. She braced herself with her hands on my chest. Despite the darkness cloaking us, I felt her gaze on me.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Her question was breathy and barely there. Faint enough that I wasn’t entirely sure I’d heard her correctly.
Something in her voice reached deep inside me. To a place no one had ever touched. I caressed her cheek, briefly toying with the idea of me and her. Together.
I didn’t do together. I was a lone wolf. Too closed off and shut down to ever let someone in. It just wasn’t in my nature.
“I have to,” I heard myself say. What the hell was I even talking about?
In a desperate attempt to change the strange mood that had settled over us, I gripped her hips and pulled her down onto my cock while thrusting up inside her. The sudden rough action forced a cry from her. Her pussy clenched tight around me as she quickened her pace. Unable to remain still, I fucked her from beneath. Soon I moved too fast for her to keep up, and all she could do was cling to me while I drove into her over and over.
Storm’s hips jerked as she ground her clit against me, working herself toward another orgasm. I waited to feel the contractions inside her before filling her with my cum. Releasing into her welcoming heat felt so fucking good. It left me reeling, my mind and body struggling to make sense of everything.
Storm collapsed beside me on the bed. She tried to put space between us, so I grabbed her waist, pulling her against me.
“Why do you keep doing this, Rebel?” she demanded. “You’re nothing but an asshole to me during the day on campus, then you come to me at night. If you’re trying to seriously fuck with my head, congratulations, it’s working.”
Despite having had two orgasms, Storm’s voice shook with barely restrained rage. I shouldn’t have given a shit. I didn’t want to care. Taking things this far had never been my plan. Once she punched me in the face and moved in next door the following damn day, what happened next had been out of my hands.
I sucked in a deep breath, holding it as long as possible before letting it out. “I’m not trying to fuck with your head. I guess I have a way of doing that though. I’m not going to try to explain myself because I can’t. You’re right. I’m nothing but an asshole. As for why I keep doing it, I don’t know. There’s something about you. I can’t stay away.”
“Why though? Why me? I don’t understand what I did to deserve this.” Even though she didn’t fight me off, her entire body stiffened with resistance.
I stared into the darkness. How did I answer questions that I myself had? “I wish I knew. I wanted you the moment I saw you. Being here with you now, it’s comfortable. I can honestly say that I don’t remember the last time anyone made me feel comfortable.”
The longer she stayed quiet the more I wished I hadn’t said that. No doubt she was going to think I was more of a mental case than she already did. Maybe I was.
She gradually relaxed against me, rolling over to put her head on my chest. Trailing a fingertip along my arm, she said, “I don’t want to play games anymore. If you want to take this further and really get to know one another, then I’m willing to give you a chance. But if tomorrow comes and you go right back to being a supreme dick, then I don’t ever want you to come here again.”
In that moment, I was willing to promise her anything. Because I knew better, I kept my damn mouth shut and didn’t say a word. Instead, I wrapped an arm around her and pressed my lips to her hair.
She didn’t try to push the conversation further, and neither did I. We lay there in the dark, holding onto one another until morning came and the daylight chased me from her bed.