Chapter 5 #2
Rebel’s arms wrapped around my waist as he pushed me against the door.
The rain pelted the little porch roof loudly, but all I could hear was the pounding of blood in my ears as Rebel finally gave in and kissed me like I was the air he needed to breathe.
My arms wound around his neck before I ground myself against him.
His cock was hard and… big against my tummy.
His hand gripping and squeezing my ass while his other hand tried to manoeuver to the door to unlock it.
He broke from our kiss for a few moments to unlock it and pull me through the door.
He trudged down the hall to the room he’d been staying in and kicked open the door.
Walking me backward to the bed, he hesitated, pulling from me and looking into my eyes, his hand on the side of my face, smoothing the wet strands from my face.
“Are you sure about this?”
“Stop talking,” I said back, frustrated.
He kissed me again, shoving me back onto the bed and hovering over me.
He held himself up on his elbows over me, his mouth moving to my neck and causing a delicious ripple to run down my body as his mouth sucked in my skin under my jaw.
I never knew that I could feel this way over my neck being kissed.
My pussy was pulsing, needing to feel him touch her.
I needed him in a way I’d never needed anyone before.
Truthfully, Rebel made me feel things I had only ever read about in one of my spicy books.
A personal fave of mine was an Australian author.
She writes the most compelling spicy scenes and I have to admit the primal chase scenes are my favourite.
I’d never told anyone that before but it does things to me that I know probably isn’t normal.
Rebel’s hands travelled down over my hip, dipping under my damp shirt, his hot fingertips skated over my skin and caused me to moan.
My skin prickled in goosebumps as he pulled at the button of my jeans.
I helped to shimmy out of them as they were wet and clung to me like glue.
He pulled my panties down too, and looked down at me bare before him.
His eyes got darker and I felt every inch a goddess as he knelt between my legs.
Rebel pushed my thighs apart, taking his place between them.
His breath was hot on my aching pussy as he got closer, his eyes were on me.
I watched as he swept his tongue over my pussy lips.
Electric sparks travelled up and down my body, my skin felt like it was being zapped to life, every nerve ending on fire as Rebel lapped at my pussy like a man deprived of water, his tongue dipping between my folds and finding my clit.
The tip of his tongue toyed with my clit and sent my thighs clamping against his head, the sensitive nerves in my pussy sending my back arching off the bed.
Rebel held his own, even though my thighs were crushing his head.
He didn’t stop while he grabbed the back of my thighs and hauled them over his shoulders, and pulled me down further to the edge of the bed.
I’d never felt anything like this before.
Ever.
I never wanted it to stop. I never wanted to not have him between my legs.
Rebel continued lapping at my core, his tongue dipping in while his thumb grazed over my clit.
My pussy clenched hard, spasms erupting from inside of me before I screamed out as pulses radiated from my body sending me into a state of euphoria.
“Fuck, you taste so fucking good, Darby,” he moaned against my pussy, giving me another lick up to my clit which had me bucking against him violently.
It was too sensitive, as I tried to slow my heart rate down.
Rebel moved back up my body, pulling me into a sitting position, before he pulled my shirt off and flicked it to the side of the room. My bra was next.
“Why don’t you take something off?”
His smirk almost did me in as he slowly peeled his shirt off and kicked out of his jeans. When his cock sprang up, I almost died on sight. He was big. Not that I’d seen many before but damn. The tip was red and angry, precum pooling between his slit.
“You want a taste, princess?” he asked. I nodded my head. I’d never wanted to do this before, never had the inclination to suck a dick, but fuck me if I didn’t want to bring him to his knees. He stepped closer, and I reached out to run my hands down his dick, squeezing.
Rebel groaned as I did it again, and again.
The last time I sucked a dick, I’d just been a hole for him and he’d taken my head and shoved his dick into my mouth.
I tried to forget that memory as I looked up at Rebel, his hand going to my hair and holding it out of my face while his other hand cupped the side of my face.
I opened my mouth and took him into my mouth, the taste of his cum on my tongue didn’t make me gag like the last guy.
Instead, I found myself lowering my head onto him, taking his cock deeper into my throat, relishing his taste.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips moving slightly but not punishingly, as I bobbed up and down on his cock. “You keep doing that, princess, and I ain’t gonna last.”
That made me feel even better as I continued to suck him deeper into my throat until I felt myself gag. I pulled back a little and adjusted, flattening my tongue and moving down again.
“Fuck,” he cried out again, his hips moving a little faster now, but I liked it.
I wanted him to use my mouth to fuck. I wanted him to ruin my mouth.
Never in my life would I ever think I’d enjoy this but I loved hearing his groans, his sounds of surprise when I took him deeper.
“You keep going, and I’m gonna coat your throat. ”
I didn’t want to stop. As much as I wanted him between my legs, I didn’t want to stop. I wanted him to explode in my mouth, I wanted him to be at my mercy. I wanted him to scream out my name.
Fuck. This was powerful and I Ioved every minute of it.
I loved that I was the one bringing him to his knees.
His hand tightened in my hair, the strands pulling at my scalp as I felt the jets of cum hit the back of my throat, filling my mouth.
I swallowed down every last drop of him before he stumbled back a little bit.
Looking up at him as he lowered down, I was surprised when he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard.
“You are fucking amazing,” he said against my lips. His fingers moved to my pussy, rough fingertips diving between my folds. Immediately, as if no time had passed, my pussy was pulsing for him.
I needed him inside of me.
Now.
He laid down next to me, propped up on one elbow, while his hand played with me, dipping in slightly and running my arousal up and down my folds before circling my clit. My hips were bucking against him.
“I need to tell you…” I said, my heart thumping hard in my chest at what I was about to say. Fear edged its way in as he looked at me, his fingers pausing and resting on my pussy. “You’ll probably find out soon…”
His eyes were searching mine, and I knew the second he realised what I was about to say. He sat up. “Are you a virgin?”
I nodded my head slowly.
“Fuck, I can’t take that from you, Darby.”
He stood up, putting space between us. I felt it as if a cold iceberg had wedged itself right there, making him untouchable.
“Yes, you can.”
He shook his head, pacing in front of me like a man crazed by the idea. I felt small, like I was insignificant in this moment but I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t want this to end. I wanted him.
“No, you need to find someone who you want to take that. It’s a big deal.”
“I want it to be you,” I protested as he stopped pacing and turned to look at me. “Please.”
“I can’t, Darby,” he replied, the look of regret crossing over his features.
“Girls always remember their first and this can only ever be sex for me. I won’t be here for you, I won’t be in your life when this is all over.
I don’t want your first time tainted by someone who won’t be around anymore. I can’t.”
Pain lashed across my chest, making it hard to breathe. I knew he felt more for me, but he was pushing me away. Humiliation coursed through me at an alarming rate, my body suddenly growing cold.
“Well at least you got what you wanted,” I spat, angrily. I moved to grab my clothes but he stopped me, pulling me up to stand in front of him. His eyes were wild and he was cupping my face in his hands.
“Why me?” he asked, his voice tight and teetering on the edge.
“I want it to be with someone I trust, someone I like, someone who will treat me like I’m beautiful. I trust you, Kendrick, I trust you more than most people I’ve ever met.”
His lips crashed down onto mine, taking the air from me.
I clutched onto his shoulders as he pulled me against him, his cock pushing up between us.
I wanted so desperately for him to push into me.
I didn’t care that it was going to hurt.
I knew he was probably right. I would remember this for the rest of my life, and I was okay with that.
I was totally fine with always remembering him, and this night.
But if I had my way, there was no way he wasn’t going to be part of my future.
“You have to be sure, princess,” he groaned against my lips. “Are you sure?”
I nodded. “Please, Kendrick, please. I want it to be you.”
His lips crashed back down onto mine before he pushed me onto the bed, positioning me between the pillows before he dipped lower, and took my clit into his mouth again, his fingers strumming inside of me.
I was writhing underneath him as I felt my body come alive with his mouth and fingers.
I had enough time to grab onto the pillows before my orgasm ripped through me hard.
Breathless, I barely had time to focus on him moving between my legs, and dipping his cock between my folds.