Chapter 12, Rebels Ride
Walking into the bedroom, he put a knee to the bed,
carefully crawling to the headboard and twisting to sit, pulling her into his
lap. “Babe, you don’t know what you want?” It was a loaded question, and she
would know it, because he was a big fan
of knowing your own mind, a conversation they had more than once.
She shifted, tucking herself against him, nestling her head
beneath his chin. “Well, yeah, I do. Maybe it’s more about not being sure I
deserve what I want.”
“And if I want you?” He asked the question softly, nuzzling
the side of her head.
With a quiet sob, she said in a tear-filled voice, “I’m not
sure you deserve just me. So much more, baby, you deserve so much more.”
“Shhhh, Sharon. My Rose of
Sharon, you hush that talk. What if I want you, baby? You make me happy. I want you, so can I have you? Do I
deserve to have what makes me happy?” He pressed his lips against the side of
her head, slowly stroking one hand against the edge of her jaw, cupping his
hand around the column of her throat. “Can I?” He traced down her neck with his
thumb, dragging it across her collarbone towards the curve of her shoulder.
“Baby, can I have you?” He brought his hand across, the backs of his knuckles
brushing against her nipples, and he watched as they hardened and pressed
against the fabric of her shirt. He closed his hand over her breast, squeezing
lightly as he rolled her nipple between finger and thumb.
Her gasp was his only answer and he leaned down, capturing
her mouth with his own, lips coaxing hers into responding, opening for him. He pressed his advantage, stroking into her mouth with
his tongue, sliding between her lips and tasting her. Fucking addictive, he thought. Kissing her recklessly, the
excitement and passion in their embrace increased his arousal and he groaned
into her mouth, feeling his cock throb and jerk against the buttons of his
pants.
“If I want you, can I have you?” he asked again, his voice
rough with passion, lips against hers, their foreheads nearly touching. “If I
wanted to keep you for myself, could I? All mine?” He traced his nose along the
length of her jaw, nuzzling her ear, dusting soft kisses along the way. “Because
I want you, babe…wanna keep you,” he whispered, his fingers caressing and plumping her breast while he nipped with his
teeth at her earlobe. His other hand slid down her back, slipping underneath
her jeans to press between her ass cheeks, pulling her hard against him. She
sighed at his touch, and he felt her hands moving restlessly up and down his
arms, stroking his face, running over his scalp.
“Wanna fuck you.” He
kissed her. “Wanna keep you,” he
repeated, nuzzling her cheek and tightening his fingers around her ass. “Wanna
have you. Mine.” He stroked into her mouth with his tongue, his fingers
plucking at her nipple. “Wanna eat you.” His
arms tightened, hands clenching where they gripped, the kiss deepening and
renewing. “Eat you right up, baby. Can I?” he asked, and smiled against her
lips at her affirmative response.
“You’re mine, babe,” he said, releasing her and standing,
divesting himself of his clothes, tossing them carelessly away from him. He
turned back to her, found her still mostly dressed, and reached out, tugging at
the button on her pants, sliding his fingers into the waistband and pulling
them down, along with her panties. “Need to see you,” he whispered, removing
her shirt and bra, settling her back onto the bed.
“Have to taste you,” he breathed, lips on the inside of her
knee as he worked his way between her legs. “You’re going to come hard, babe,” he said, nipping and gently biting at
her pussy lips, tugging them into his mouth before separating them with the tip
of his tongue.
Slipping his hands up her legs, he draped them over his
shoulders, seeing her toes curl into the sheet in anticipation. “Gunny?” She
said his name like a question and he looked up her body, glowing in the limited
moonlight cast through the windows.
“Yeah, baby?” he said, twisting and twirling his tongue
along her opening, shallowly dipping inside then moving up to circle her clit.
He slid his hands along the backs of her thighs, cupping her pussy firmly with
one hand. His middle finger slipped up to caress and flick her clit, and he ground the heel of his hand into her,
feeling the wetness making her slippery.
“I love you.” This was said so softly that for a few moments,
he wasn’t positive he had heard right, and then
he groaned, lunging forward and covering her mound with his mouth, licking and
biting, sucking and fucking her with his tongue and fingers, compelled by an
urgency that stunned him. Hearing those
words from her lips nearly did him in, and he pressed his hips into the
mattress, mindlessly trapping his cock between his belly and the sheets, trying
to remain focused on her responses to his attention.
Fingers grazed his skin as she touched the side of his face,
dragging her fingertips down to his lips, joining his tongue in ravaging her
pussy. She slid a finger along each side of her clit, raising and exposing it
for his tongue, and he obliged her unspoken need, pressing hard and then
flicking it rapidly side-to-side as she gasped. Her other hand found its way to his scalp, fingernails scratching gently across
his skin, making him sorry he didn’t have hair for her to grip and pull in this moment.
She tensed and he watched
ardently as she came, her body shuddering with the force of her orgasm. Her
clit was throbbing under his tongue as he licked along where she was touching
herself and then down where his fingers still thrust inside her. He continued
that movement, pushing and twisting them, retreating and returning again and
again. Her shoulders arched up off the
bed, her back rounding as she raised to look at him. Her thumb traced his
eyebrow before her hand went to the back of her knee, pulling her leg out farther,
opening herself to him.
“Told you, babe. You come hard on my mouth every time. Baby,” he said, trailing his lips gently
across the sensitive flesh of her pussy. “You want my mouth or my cock now?”
“You,” she said immediately, her voice raw with having just
come so hard. “I want you inside me. Love me. Please, love me.”
