Page 80 of Rebel Secrets
I understood the assignment.I wrapped my arms around his shoulders as he picked me up, turning until my back was against the door.
I held his gaze as he positioned himself then thrust home.My eyes closed as he filled me, my arms tightening around his neck and my head falling forward to rest against his.His heavy breath brushed against my cheek just before I felt his lips brush my forehead.
His arms held me tight, my legs wrapped around his waist as he took it slow at first, stealing my breath with each movement.With both hands on my hips, he controlled the rhythm.He controlled my response.And I liked it.I liked all of it.I liked the feel of him moving inside me.I liked the sense of being held and letting go.
I loved…this.Being close to him and feeling him move inside me.The friction gave me tingles, then shudders as my sex clenched around him, pulling him deeper.
Rebel groaned as he thrust harder and then held, stretching me wide.
“Fuck, Erin.”
My arms tightened, pulling our bodies closer together until there was no space between us.My chin rested against his shoulder as he picked up the pace, his hands flexing in concert with his thrusts.
“You feel amazing.”
His voice slid into my ear and straight to my clit, which needed just a little more friction for me to come.I arched just a little and…
Oh, god, yes.That was it.
I came hard, my body convulsing around him.I turned my head and let my teeth sink into his neck.With a groan, his hips snapped harder, losing his rhythm as he came.
“So, what happens now?”
My question fell into the silence like a tiny warning gong.
He’d gone quiet as we put our clothing back together, and I tried to tell myself that was just Rebel.He didn’t run his mouth like other guys.When he had something to say, he said it.Maybe he just didn’t have anything to say right now.
And maybe he had a lot to say but didn’t know how.
But that wasn’t Rebel, either.He knew how and when to use his words.If he wasn’t talking now?—
“Now you tell me what you want to happen.”
Surprise that he’d actually spoken made my heart skip a few beats.
He wanted to know what I wanted?That was easy.I wanted him.
But it just wasn’t that easy, was it?
I mean, sure, we could announce to everyone we were dating and have them all look at us like we were crazy.Up until a couple of weeks ago, we couldn’t be in the same room together without wanting to strangle each other.Then they’d all go on with life as usual and everything would be fine.Except… he was going to leave.His life wasn’t here in St.David anymore.It was in Reading with his new team.
Not that Reading was that far away.It wasn’t.But?—
“Erin.”The low rumble in his voice made me want to sigh.“Stop overthinking.Just tell me.What do you want to happen here?With us?”
I shook my head.And stuttered out a reply.“I’m not sure.I mean, I wanted this to happen.Of course, I did.I just…” I stopped on a huff.“What do you want, Rebel?”
He sat on the edge of the table where we’d just had amazing sex, hands braced on either side of his hips.My gaze caught and held on his forearms.On the tendons I wanted to trace with my fingertips.
“I want to keep seeing you.”
“You mean…like friends with benefits?I mean, are we even friends?”
His jaw did that little clench-and-release thing that fascinated me.And made my thighs clench.
“I don’t think we have to classify our relationship.We’re explosive together in bed…and on tables, apparently.I don’t think that’s something we should ignore just.I know we haven’t exactly been close until now.If we’re both having fun, why not continue?”
My brain spun those words around in my head like plates on sticks.
