Page 48 of Rebellion

Finally. His control broke and he was mine. Unbidden tears pricked at my eyes, burning to spill over. This was everything I wanted.

Except he wasn’t Gray.

Sir’s hands dug deep into my hips as he took me hard, thrusting deep and fast. I pushed everything but his body taking mine from my thoughts and reveled in his loss of control. My senses were on fire and I let it feed my lust. This breaking point between us would have to be enough to fill in my wounds.

I would never stop pushing him. I would force us through this ride it until we both came, and we would both come this time.

Sir fucked me hard, his hand snaked around and his fingers slid across my clit in time to his thrusts. Yes, yes, yes. I covered his hand with mine, until we were both stroking fast and hard.

I moaned and pushed back against him taking as much from him as he did from me.

His breathing became ragged and his thrusts deeper. “Come Angel, come with me. Let me feel your cunt come on my cock. Squeeze me in your tight heat. Fuck. Come for me, Angel, come.”

He roared out, losing his rhythm, pushing his cock deep into me. The second I felt him coming inside of me, my own body responded, trembling and convulsing. My back arched, my muscles locked and I couldn’t breathe through the might of the orgasm that shook me.

Our fingers were squeezed by my muscles contracting, pulsing, pulsing, pulsing until I was sure my heartbeat wouldn’t be able to keep up. I floated in a dark place, warm and shadowy, never wanting to leave.

Now I could let him go.

The first thing my consciousness recognized was Sir’s hard cock still inside of me, then his ragged breathing, then his hands still clutching me, holding his body to mine.

“Fucking hell.” His words weren’t meant for me, they were so quiet, and he pulled out, leaving my body, open, exposed, and wanting.

I wasn’t ready to move, and bided my time, drifting in the bliss of the afterglow, knowing he was now mine and not the other way around.

The next thing I heard was the door to the Master suite opening, then slamming shut.

Sir was gone.

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