Page 42 of Rebel

I nodded and quipped, “I thought your pet name for me was fancy pants?”

“You earned an upgrade. Fancy pants was back when I thought you were trying to act like you were better than me. Now, you’re being all sweet and treating me like I really matter to you.”

I pulled one hand free and swatted his hands away. “You’ve always mattered to me. I was just in denial there for a minute.”

A smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. “You can always make that up to me by sucking my magnificent cock.”

I got to work unbuttoning his jeans. “Just who told you that your cock was magnificent?”

He shot back, “Every woman I’ve had sex with.”

“I’ll be the judge of that.”

One of his hands made a slight outward gesture, “I didn’t hear any complaints the last time my cock was out.”

“That’s true but then again, I didn’t exactly get a bird’s eye view of your supposed magnificence, now did I?”

“No ma’am, you didn’t. Best prepare yourself to be impressed and amazed.”

“Are you always such a handful?” I asked, only because he seemed to have an answer for everything tonight.

Fighting back a smile he responded, “Sometimes I can be a mouthful or even a pussy full.”

That’s about the time I managed to extricate his dick from his jeans. It sprang up, long, thick, and proud. This man was in fact a sight to behold. He was cut. His cock had a pink head that was begging to be lavished with my tongue. He clearly manscaped and smelled fresh and clean. Rebel checked every single box I preferred. That meant there was no way I was letting this one get away.

“You sure you want to do this?” he asked in a strange tone.

I glanced up at his face, “Of course. Why would you ask something like that?”

“Because you’re staring at me, instead of going down on me.”

Playing him at his own game, I asked, “Can’t a girl enjoy the view for a few seconds?”

He raked his hand through this shoulder-length hair and glanced away. “Sure, if that’s in fact what you’re doing.”

“Stop talking. You’re distracting me from enjoying the world’s most magnificent cock.” With that, I bent over and gave his cockhead a big wet kiss. He sucked in a quick breath and his cock jerked in my hand.

“Never had any woman want to kiss my cock before.”

“Shush. You’re distracting me again.”

I used my tongue to glide over the tip, around the head, and then to trace the long veins popping out around the sides. The more I licked, the harder he got, until I was worried that he was literally going to explode before I got him in my mouth. Then I wrapped my lips around him and started sucking while using both hands to stroke him.

He didn’t say anything else, but his hands came up to gather my hair and hold it out of the way. I didn’t know if it was so it didn’t accidentally get into my mouth as I went about licking and sucking him, or because it blocked his view. Either way it was helpful for me, so I didn’t complain.

I slid one hand down to palm his balls, and he made a rough needy noise in the back of this throat. “Fuck, you’re good at this,” he said hoarsely.

I never thought of myself as someone who was particularly good at giving head. Until now I was never so motivated to do my best job ever. After all the pleasure Rebel gave me last time, I was damn sure I was going to make sure he got his fair share in return this time.

I gripped him tighter and sucked so hard my cheeks hollowed out. He pulled me off him gently.

“Go slower. I don’t want to come in your pretty mouth.”

“We’ll see,” I told him.

“When I come, it’s gonna be over your beautiful breasts because that’s sexy as hell.” With that he reached up and started to tug my shirt off. Next came my bra and he gently squeezed my nipples into hard peaks.

Even though I wanted to taste him, I knew that Rebel would end up having his way tonight. He was too ramped up and excited to let me do as I liked.

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