Page 94 of Rebel

Using his shoulders, I bounce on his cock. His eyes drop to my tits where they peek from the water, his hands urging me on. I see pure obsession in his eyes as he watches me, the water swirling around us. Everything else is forgotten in our hazy lust to get closer, to be together, to chase the pleasure we find in each other’s arms.

“Pretty girl.” His tone is full of praise as his dark eyes watch me, and he lets me fuck him.

Groaning, I shut my eyes as he tilts my hips until his cock hits that spot inside me that has pleasure burning through my veins, making me wild. Our desperation only gets worse until we just fuck hard and fast, our hips meeting in a flurry. Chase’s mouth drags over my chest to my nipples, where he sucks and bites them, making me clench around him as I cry out.

What started as a game turns into something darker, and we can’t get enough. He thrusts up to meet me, hard and fast, until water churns around us. There could be an earthquake right now and neither of us would stop.

His hand slides up my back, gripping my neck and dragging my head back so our lips meet. We eat at each other, riding the storm together. We use no words, just our bodies, as we chase the pleasure that’s building between us, heating our skin and blood.

I shatter with a cry, my pussy clenching around his length until he groans, his hips jerking as he buries himself so deep inside me, it hurts, and he follows me into oblivion. His cum fills me as he moans into my mouth, our lips touching as we pant, and pleasure rolls through us both.

It seems to go on forever. I struggle to breathe, and when I can finally catch my breath, I slump into him. His arms wrap around me as he places a kiss on my forehead. “Pretty girl,” he murmurs.

“Well, shit, I think they won the game,” Trav remarks with a laugh, and I giggle as I bury my face into Chase’s neck, letting him hold me.

It isn’t long before I’m dragged back into the others’ arms, though, and we play for the rest of the afternoon with no room for worries or concerns until we crawl from the pool and collapse, just watching the sky as we lie together for what seems like hours.

As day falls into night, I lounge in their arms, each of them touching me like they can’t resist. I know when the truth comes out, it will hurt us all.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.” Kolton sighs, pressing a chaste kiss to my side.

“Me either. The tour is going to be so much fun with Beck. We can show her all the best places, we can fuck until the bus is broken, and we’ll perform every night. It’s going to be heaven.” Chase smirks.

“Oh, we should find that restaurant in Seattle?—”

I tune them out, my gaze on the moon.

They are making plans for our future.

They are happy.

I’m going to ruin it all.

For the first time, I truly hate myself.

FORTY-THREE

Ican’t breathe. I slip from their arms and hurry inside. They, of course, follow me, sensing something is wrong. They aren’t the types to give you time to breathe or think. They are on all the time. I knew that. I knew what I was getting into.

I just didn’t expect it to hurt so badly.

I knew I would lose some of myself on the way. I just never expected it to be my heart.

“Beck, talk to us. What’s wrong?” Kolton asks, trying to capture me in his arms, but I continue to pace, unable to meet their gazes.

“Is it because of the tour? Are you worried about it?” Chase guesses.

“Or is it us?” Trav inquires. “Beck, please, you were fine a minute ago. What happened?”

“No, no, just give me a second,” I beg, trying to slow my racing heart and ease the panic consuming me. It’s all been too much, and my anxiety is taking over. What if I’ve messed up the only good thing I’ve ever had?

What if they are innocent?

What if it’s all for nothing?

I could stand breaking my heart, but I couldn’t stand breaking theirs.

“Beck, look at me,” Chase demands, and maybe it’s because he’s serious for once or because of his tone, but I stop and stare. “I love you.”

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