Chapter Four
Isy
The air in the room crackled with tension, and I could feel a storm brewing between Rebel and me. I knew that not telling him who I was had put him in a tight spot. He had no choice now but to claim me as his own, whether he liked it or not, and my dad sure as hell wasn’t going to be happy about it. I may have trapped him, but I hadn’t wanted him to realize it.
“Isy,” Rebel began, his voice laced with both concern and annoyance, “You know what kind of mess this is going to create, right? Your dad’s going to lose his shit when he finds out.”
My heart pounded in my chest as I weighed my options. I owed it to Rebel to call my parents and face my father’s wrath, but deep down, I didn’t want to deal with it just yet. I eyed him, wondering if I had what it took to seduce him. Maybe we both needed a distraction right now.
“Rebel,” I murmured, moving closer to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, “Forget about my dad for a moment. Focus on me… on us.”
The words sounded foreign, even to my own ears, but they felt right. And I realized I meant them. I was truly thinking of us as a couple already even though we’d just met. If someone hadn’t run their mouths and said Rebel brought a woman home, then we’d most likely still be in bed. Since he hadn’t told anyone I was here, there wasn’t another explanation. Uncle Lynx had appeared surprised when he saw me, which meant he hadn’t actually thought I would be here. So, was it just a coincidence? I typically didn’t believe in those.
He hesitated, his eyes searching mine for any sign of deceit. But there was none. I wanted him, and I needed him to know I intended to stay by his side, come hell or high water. I might have trapped him into claiming me, but I was going to give this relationship my all.
“Isy, you promised to call them,” he reminded me, but the desire flickering in his eyes betrayed his stern tone. “I know you asked Foster to buy you some time, but…”
“Later,” I whispered, pressing my lips to his. Our mouths crashed together, hungry and desperate. He responded with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine, and I knew, at least for now, his resolve was crumbling.
“Damn it, Isy,” he growled against my lips, his hands gripping my hips tightly. “You’re going to be the death of me.”
“Maybe,” I teased, my fingers threading through his hair, “but what a way to go. Kiss me, Rebel.”
He paused. “My name is Cameron. Call me Cam.”
I stared at him, a warmth filling me. He wouldn’t have given me his name if he wasn’t all in. We may not have had a conventional start, but I thought we were going to be just fine.
“Cam… I’m not sure I can wait any longer.”
His lips crashed against mine, demanding as his tongue explored every corner of my mouth. My body melted against his, surrendering to the fiery passion igniting between us. He backed me against the door, and I could feel his hard cock pressed against me. One hand gripped my hair while the other settled at my waist.
“Isy.” His breath ghosted across my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “You drive me fucking wild.”
His fingers made quick work of my jeans, unfastening them, then sliding the denim over my hips. I kicked them off, and he quickly removed my panties. My breath hitched as his cool skin brushed against my heated core, his fingers stroking the lips of my pussy.
The cool surface of the door pressed against me as he pinned me in place.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” he muttered, his eyes blazing with desire.
He tugged my shirt over my head and unclasped my bra. Tossing both garments aside, I was left completely bare and at his mercy. My nipples hardened as he gripped my wrists in one hand, forcing them over my head.
I’d only ever read about things like this happening. The reality had my heart racing, and I knew I was already getting wet. Rebel shoved my thighs apart, and I watched as he unfastened his jeans and pulled out his cock.
He rubbed it against me, and I couldn’t hold back my moan. Every stroke across my clit made my toes curl, and I could tell I was already close to coming.
“That’s it, pretty girl. Look at how wet you’re making my cock.”
I looked down, seeing how shiny and slick he looked as he dragged his cock along my pussy. I felt like I’d die if he didn’t stop teasing me. His eyes met and held mine as he eased inside me, stretching me wide. I gasped and arched my back, needing more.
His head lowered and his lips touched mine once more. His kiss was savage as he took what he wanted, leaving me breathless and panting.
“You taste so good,” he whispered. “I bet you’d taste even better here.”
He punctuated the last word by driving into me hard and fast. I couldn’t help but close my eyes as the sensations rolled over me, making me mindless with pleasure. I felt a little sore from earlier, but somehow, it seemed to only heighten everything I was feeling. The slight bite of pain turned me on even more.
“I want you to come for me,” he murmured against my lips, his voice rough with need. “Scream my name.”
I tipped my head back, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through my body. Every nerve ending was on fire as he fucked me against the door. I knew I couldn’t hold back.
“Oh God, Cam! I’m coming!”
“That’s it… Let go, Isy.” He pounded my pussy as I came so hard I saw stars. But he didn’t let up. Rebel didn’t so much as slow until he’d filled me with his cum. “You can call me that from now.”
I blinked at him in confusion. “Cam?”
He smirked. “No. God.”
I didn’t have the energy to laugh. Instead, I just smiled and bathed in the afterglow. Wonder when we can do this again?
Reality slowly crept back in, and I stared up at him.
“I need to tell you something.”
“What is it?” he asked, concern lacing his voice. “Did I hurt you?”
“No. I mean, maybe a teensy bit, but not enough I didn’t enjoy what we just did… in case you couldn’t tell.”
He grinned. “I had an inkling you might have liked it, seeing as how we’re both soaked and it’s not all from me.”
My cheeks burned. “What I wanted to say was… I’m sorry. I should have told you everything when we first met at the motel. I didn’t mean to drag you into such a mess.”
His intense gaze locked onto mine. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and I felt a little apprehensive. Had I just ruined the moment?
“Isy, you didn’t drag me into anything,” he said firmly. “I chose to help you. And I’d do it again in a heartbeat. Even if I’d known you were Bull’s daughter, I can’t say I’d have done anything differently.”
“Even knowing who I am? You’d still do this all over again?” I asked.
“What did I just say? I don’t speak words unless I mean them. No one knows, but I’ve been wanting someone to share my life with. I don’t believe in coincidences, which means you were sent to me for a reason. Our paths crossed because we were meant to find one another.”
“You really believe that?” I asked. For the first time in my life, I felt important. Not as someone’s daughter or sister, but because I was simply me.
“Enough talking,” he murmured, capturing my mouth once more in a searing kiss that left no room for doubt or fear. As our bodies melded together, I knew, despite the storm that was surely brewing on the horizon, we would face it side by side. Together.
But I did have to wonder… exactly how much stamina did he have? Something told me he was going to exhaust me, but in the best of ways.
* * *
The water cascaded down my body, steam rising around me. Rebel stepped into the shower behind me, his strong arms wrapping around my waist as he pulled me against him. I could feel his hard cock pressed against my lower back, and it sent a shiver of anticipation through me.
Even if I did feel a bit sore, my pussy throbbed as I thought about all the things he’d already done to me.
“Isy,” he whispered into my ear, his breath hot on my wet skin. “I can’t get enough of you.”
I tilted my head to the side, giving him better access to my neck. He took full advantage, kissing and nibbling on my sensitive skin. My hands reached out, bracing against the cold tiles, as his fingers traced patterns on my stomach before dipping lower.
“Cam,” I moaned, my breathing heavy and ragged. He knew exactly how to touch me, how to make me fall apart in his arms. I didn’t know if he was just that good, or I was especially easy to please.
“Tell me what you want, baby,” he murmured, sliding one hand up to cup my breast, teasing my nipple until it hardened under his touch.
“More,” was all I could manage to gasp out, my mind hazy with lust.
He obliged, his fingers working their magic, driving me higher and higher until I was teetering on the edge of ecstasy. And then, just when I thought I couldn’t take any more, he pushed me over the edge, sending me spiraling into a storm of pleasure that left me breathless and shaking.
“Open wider,” he said, his voice rough.
I obeyed, spreading my thighs farther apart. He made a V with his fingers and held my pussy open. I felt his cock press against me, then he was filling me again.
“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured.
“Please, Cam. I need you.”
“And you’ll have me.” He stroked my clit as he slowly thrust in and out of me. The drag of his cock made me want to squirm and beg him for more.
“It feels so good.” I whimpered and pressed back against him. He placed both hands on my hips and walked us back two steps, then bent me over farther. I felt him spread my ass cheeks, and he lightly ran his fingers between them. “Cam, I… I haven’t… I’m not…”
“Shh… I’m not taking you here. Not unless you really want me to, but does it feel good?”
I nodded. The light touch was driving me mad as he stroked in and out of my pussy. He pressed his thumb tighter against that forbidden spot, working it in slow circles.
“I’m so close.” I bit my lip and closed my eyes. “Please, Cam. Don’t stop.”
“Come for me, Isy.”
I did exactly as he commanded, my pussy squeezing his cock as pleasure rolled through me. He gripped my hips tight and pounded into me, rocking me onto my toes with every thrust. When he’d finished, I felt him jerking inside me, his cock seeming to give a little kick with every beat of my heart.
He helped me stand and turned me to face him. Backing me to the tiled wall, he kissed me, then nipped my earlobe before whispering to me. “For a virgin, you’re a very dirty girl. How many naughty things have you dreamed of doing?”
My breath caught. “You knew?”
“You bled a little,” he admitted. “If you’d told me beforehand, I could have been gentler. But I’m starting to think you like it a little rough. Is that it, Isy? You enjoy being dominated? Maybe having a little pain mixed with your pleasure?”
“I don’t know. Maybe?” Since he was my first, it wasn’t like I had anything to compare with what we’d done. But I’d enjoyed all of it so far.
We cleaned up and got out of the shower. I’d just wrapped a towel around my body when someone knocked on the front door.
“Must be your stuff,” Rebel said, pulling on a pair of underwear, then his jeans. “I’ll go get it.”
“Thanks,” I replied, realizing this place felt like home -- not just because my belongings were arriving, but because of the man who had so willingly opened his life to me.
Rebel returned, a smile on his face as he announced that my truck was in the driveway, and he put my suitcase on the bed. As we began to unpack and put away my belongings, Rebel cleared out a dresser drawer and some closet space for me, making it clear I wasn’t going anywhere.
“Hey,” he said, pausing in the process of hanging up one of my dresses. “Once we’re done here, how about we go out? Get some fresh air, maybe grab something to eat?”
“Sounds perfect,” I replied, feeling a warmth inside that had nothing to do with the hot shower we’d just shared. Here, with Rebel, I felt like I belonged -- and despite the danger that might still be lurking in the shadows, I knew I wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world.
Even though I’d nearly been kidnapped at the motel, I knew Rebel would keep me safe. Those two men hadn’t stood a chance against him, so I doubted they’d try again.