Page 65 of Ruthless

Chapter 25

Ginger

Ohmygod, I ached!

Round two had eventually turned into rounds three, four, and five. Rebel's stamina was unbelievable, but I couldn't complain. He'd worshiped every inch of my body by the time we were done, and it had amazed me that the fifth time we'd fucked had been just as intense and satisfying as the first. He knew how to play my body, and I'd learned the hardness of his, had sought out and found his pleasure points.

I stretched, moaned, and realized that Rebel was still lying next to me. I looked over to see that he was facing me, a serene look on his sleeping face, a stark contrast to what I was used to seeing most of the time. I let my gaze roam down his thickly corded neck, his broad shoulders and chest, and finally, his washboard abs. He was beautiful to look at. The sheet covering his lower body prevented me from seeing more, but I already knew every inch of him. He hadn't been the only one who'd claimed every inch when we'd fucked during the night.

I realized that I cared for him, maybe a little too much. He was a nomad, and I knew exactly what that meant. In spite of what he'd said, I knew not to get my hopes up. Whatever he decided to do with his life, I knew that I was going to end up hurt. Men like him lived in the moment, they rarely thought about their future because life for them could be over in a heartbeat. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder what a future with Rebel would be like.

Movement drew my gaze back to the sheet to see it tenting. A little smile spread across my lips. Morning wood? I turned toward him, smoothing my hand down his chest and abs to the edge of the sheet. My eyes remained on his face, looking for the slightest change in his expression to reveal that he wasn't sleeping as deeply as I thought he was. So far there was no reaction to my light caress. I inched my hand beneath the sheet to his erection. By now his cock was standing up proudly and throbbing with a life of its own.

My breathing sounded more like panting as I curled my hand around his shaft, feeling the scorching heat coming off of it. Still, nothing from Rebel to indicate that he was aware of what I was doing. I frowned, wondering how he could remain unaffected. Well, that was about to change. I moved the sheet away and shifted my way down to his groin. I couldn't help taking in the strong, throbbing beauty of his cock, marveling at how long and thick it was, but my interest was in the large, mushroom-shaped head, and the cum that was gathered in the slit.

Just waiting for my mouth.

I leaned forward and swallowed Rebel's impressive cock, moaning low with pleasure. A hand immediately fell to my head, clutching a handful of hair.

"Christ, I've been waiting for you to finally put your mouth on me." His tone was early morning hoarse, and thick with arousal.

He'd been awake the whole time! I smiled around his shaft, sticking my tongue into the slit to lick up the beaded cum. "Swallow me deep, baby," he rasped, pushing his hips up. The move forced more of his cock into my mouth until he was jabbing the back of my throat. "That's it, angel. Now use those throat muscles to fuck me."

I knew what he wanted. I swallowed which closed my throat tighter around his cock and drew a low groan from Rebel. His hand tightened in my hair, making my scalp tingle.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned, holding me in place.

As he guided my movements up and down his shaft I worked the part of his cock that wouldn't fit into my mouth with my hand. I also took the time to cup and caress his heavy balls. His groans revealed his pleasure, and gave me encouragement.

"Put your mouth on my balls," he commanded hoarsely.

With pleasure! I complied without hesitation, taking his balls into my mouth and gently rolling them around before letting them slip out so I could lick them with my tongue. The quivering of his thighs, his grunts, all turned me on, and I felt my pussy juicing. After giving plenty of attention to his balls and the root of his cock, I moved to take him into my mouth again.

"No!" he barked, catching me by surprise. The hand in my hair forced me to move up his body. "I want your ass this time." He stared with intensity into my eyes, searching for my reaction.

He'd mentioned fucking me in the ass before, and he'd spent a lot of time playing with it and fingering me during the night. I wasn't opposed to Rebel fucking me there. I was curious, and a little frightened, but I knew that he'd never do anything to hurt me.

"You ready for that?" he asked. "Ready for me to bury my dick in your ass?"

"Yes!" I hissed, his words turning me on. I felt a warm flush escape my pussy. "Fuck me in the ass, Rebel."

"Michael," he encouraged. "When we're like this, I want to hear my real name on your lips."

I smiled. "Take me in the ass, Michael."

That seemed to set him off. A growl escaped him as he pulled me up to cover my lips with his. It was a rough and needy kiss, fueling the arousal that was already surging in our blood. I could sense the barely controlled passion thrumming through his large frame. I barely had time to get over his rough possession of my mouth when I was flipped onto my belly and Rebel moved behind me. His harsh breathing seemed overloud in the room. I shivered wildly when his hands went to my hips and he pulled me up until my ass was in the air.

I tensed and cried out when I felt his teeth sink into one cheek. It didn't hurt, but sent a pleasant tingle straight to my pussy.

"You have a beautiful ass, angel." He kissed and nipped me several times as he caressed and squeezed both cheeks with his hands. "I can't wait to claim you here."

I couldn't help but twitch in response to what he was doing to me. The slight pain that he inflicted quickly morphed into a kind of pleasure I'd never felt before. My pussy was dripping, my clit throbbing. I felt infused with heat that seemed to radiate from my core. Rebel seemed determined to take his pleasure slowly, and that was fine by me, because the anticipation added to mine. As his teeth lightly nipped around my puckered anus, the surprise of his tongue entering me undid me.

"Michael!" I cried out, jerking forward, only to have his hands yank me back into place. I closed my eyes as unimaginable bliss traveled through my electrified body.

I began to pant heavily, my whole body quivering beneath his powerful hands. He continued to thrust his tongue into me, and then replaced it with his finger while his other hand moved to my pussy. Holy shit, this was turning into more than I could take. There were too many breathtaking sensations overtaking my senses to cope with at once. Was there such a thing as too much pleasure? I opened my mind and my body to embrace them all.

"You're soaked for me, baby," Rebel said in a satisfied voice as his finger sliced through my sensitive folds.

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