Page 106 of Heart of a Rebel

Reaching for the hem of my T-shirt, I strip it off and throw it into the kitchen. Adrian’s eyes move to my breasts, and I appreciate how his Adam’s apple bobs at one glance of me topless in front of him.

“No bra?” He drags his hands upward and cups my breasts in his palms.

I shake my head and smile, but he pinches my nipples and turns my moan into a scream that I can’t hold back. Adrian is more than a little obsessed with my chest. I’m pretty sure if it was up to him, I’d always walk around topless.

I tip my head back as he kneads me in his hands, before dragging his palms down my stomach and undoing my pants.

“Am I going to find underwear?”

I look up at him and smirk. “Guess you’ll have to find out.”

Planting my hands on the table, I lift my hips so he can peel my skintight red pants from my legs.

“Fuck, El.” His eyes widen as he confirms his suspicions.

“Figured they’d just get in the way.” I shrug.

Adrian throws my pants over his shoulder and instead of a snappy comeback, he dives between my legs.

“Shit,” I curse as his tongue drags along my pussy.

I scratch my fingers along his skull, raking at the short curls that have started to grow since the tour ended.

He spreads my thighs wider with his large hands and devours me like he’s starving and I’m dinner placed on this table in front of him. One thumb moves to my clit, sending my brain spiraling, while his tongue dives inside me.

I’m not sure if I’m moaning or screaming, because the intense feeling drains the sound before it rips from my mouth. I tip my head back and even when I try to cry out, he pinches my clit and all that escapes is grunted silence.

He dives two fingers in and I’m close. So close my legs start shaking and I can’t help but grip his head between my thighs. Right as I reach that edge, Adrian reaches up and grabs my tits in his hands as he fucks me with his tongue, and I come apart on his face.

I fall back to the table out of breath and shaking. Flinching when he takes the opportunity to pinch my sensitive nipples.

“Fuck, Eloise.” He lifts his head, and I look down to see him smiling at me. “You’re perfect.”

He releases my breasts and stands up to strip. He might as well be carved from stone. The man is a wall of muscles, with perfectly cut lines that aim directly toward his dick.

Sitting back down in his chair, he grips my thighs and pulls me down the table toward him until I land sitting in his lap.

“How did that feel?” He smiles against my mouth, kissing me so I can taste myself on him.

I tip my head back, and he takes the opportunity to dive his face between my breasts.

“So fucking good,” I moan as he draws one of my nipples into his mouth. “I can never get enough of you.”

His hand reaches behind my head and grips my hair to tip my face back.

“Oh yeah?” He grins with such darkness in his eyes that I shiver. “Then show me and ride this dick.”

He grinds his hard cock between my legs, and I already feel heat pooling in my core. Adrian’s strong hands grip my ass, lifting me to position himself at my entrance, before shoving me down onto him and leaving me breathless. He’s rough, hard, ruthless. And it’s so fucking hot.

I’ve spent my life being treated like I’m delicate because I’m a woman, but Adrian sees me for my strengths, not my weaknesses. He knows I can take everything he gives and more. The thought alone makes me soak him in excitement.

“Fucking perfect.” He tugs my hair to pull my head back, so he can play with my nipples while I grind my hips in circles on his lap.

His hips lift and twist, hitting every corner I didn’t know existed. I clench around him, feeling every ridge of his dick moving in and out as I come apart on him again. With him, I don’t mind shattering into pieces, because I trust him with every last one of them.

The waves of my climax subside but the overall sensation ripples across my skin.

Adrian lifts me up to stand and lays me back on the table so my back is flat against it as he pounds into me. Merciless thrusts as he grips my thighs and tugs my body toward him. It’s almost too much as he hits the depths of me again and again. My eyes roll back at the sensation and when I open my mouth to scream, he drives two fingers in it, refusing to let me bury it as I cry out around them.

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