Page 133 of Rebellion

“Quiet, brat. You know I like to check.”

She did.

And she loved him for it.

She bounced around in excitement as they headed out onto the road. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see. Now, spread your legs nice and wide so I can ensure that you’ve obeyed me.”

Sometimes, his bossiness was too much, but she’d learned that she could speak up and tell him that.

Whether he’d listen was another story entirely.

But she’d also discovered that she enjoyed being ordered around when it came to sex.

So she spread her legs, and he hummed in appreciation as he ran his hand up her thighs to find her panties gone.

“Such a good girl. How will I reward you?”

Hopefully, with lots of orgasms.

But it seemed he was intent on torturing her as they headed out of San Antonio.

He kept playing with her clit, taking her higher and higher, then pulling away.

Two hours later,she was ready to kill him.

She was so turned on that her body hurt and she could scarcely remember her name.

But thankfully, he was parking the truck in front of a log cabin. And he drew his hand away from her poor, abused pussy.

Although it would have been nice if he’d let her come first.

Sofia took a few deep breaths to calm herself, then glanced around. The cabin was utterly gorgeous, nestled among giant trees. It looked so peaceful and serene.

“This is amazing,” she said. “But this better be where we’re staying, and it better have a bed.”

He grinned at her before pulling his fingers up to his lips and sucking on them.

Oh. Heck.

She really needed to come. He was so mean.

“Why would we need a bed?”

“Because I’m about to explode, and I need you inside me. Now.”

“So demanding.” He winked. “I like it. We don’t need a bed for that, but this does have one.”

He climbed out and came around to get her. But instead of lifting her down, he drew her over his shoulder.

“Colm! What are you doing?” She thumped his back with her fists. “Put me down, you crazy man!”

“Nope. Not happening.”

He grabbed their bags with his free hand and walked up onto the porch. There were two rocking chairs sitting on the porch.She loved that. She could see them sitting out here and drinking their coffee in the morning. Maybe hot chocolate at night.

He carried her straight through to the bedroom, but she got a quick glimpse of wooden floors, large double doors, and what looked to be a stone fireplace.

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