Page 63 of Heart of a Rebel

“I—” I take a deep breath. “Keep going.”

Adrian circles his thumb and watches my reaction as he drives his finger in again. My body starts to adjust to the feeling, and I don’t take my eyes off him. I watch him watch me and it makes me feel like I’m coming apart at the seams.

Another finger slips in and this time I don’t flinch, I crave it. I want to feel full of him. I start to shift my hips with the movement and it’s almost too much for my body to handle as he works me in his hands. Gripping onto his shoulders, he rolls his hand as I start to grind my hips to the movement. Building like the beat of a song aching for a chorus. And with a final roll of his thumb on my clit I come apart, screaming something I can’t put words to as I collapse against his chest.

He pulls his hand out, and I try to catch my breath. I know I’m soaking his dick by just sitting on it, and it’s so hard I’m pretty sure it’s got to be painful for him.

Finally sitting upright, I plant my hands on each of his shoulders and shift again, appreciating that it makes his eyes roll back in his head. I slide a hand down and wrap it around his dick, stroking it, as nervous as I am excited. He’s not even inside me yet, and I’m soaking at the thought of being one with him.

I start to lift, but Adrian stops me with a hand on my shoulder.

“Should I get a condom?”

I look up at him and realize it didn’t even cross my mind because it’s been years for me, and it’shim.

“I’m on the pill, so not unless you want one. I trust you.”

Adrian brings both of his hands to the sides of my face. “I’m yours, Eloise.”

I can’t help the feeling that rises in me as I press my lips to his at that statement. All I’ve wanted since I met him was for him to be mine, and the admission pulses in my chest.

Tightening my fingers around his dick, he doesn’t stop me this time when I lift and position the thick head of it at my entrance slowly starting to lower on him. He stretches me to my limits, and it hurts as much as it feels good.

I look him in the eyes as I sink onto him and feel every inch my body takes until I’m fully seated, and the breath has been pulled from my chest. His hands grip my hips, and I rock slowly, trying to adjust to the feel.

“Fuck,” he breathes out as his eyes roll back and he loses anything else he was going to say.

But as I start to circle my hips and tilt my head back, he grips my chin and forces me to face him.

“Eyes on me.” He runs his thumb over my bottom lip. “It’s just us. And I need to see every piece of you when you come apart.”

He lets go of my face, but I don’t break his stare because I’m lost in the connection—the security, the safety. A pull so strong I’ve never shared it with any other person. It floods me with fear, and I can’t help but wrap my arms tighter around him and press my forehead to his.

Adrian must sense the shift because he snakes his hands up my back and into my hair. He lifts his hips to meet me as I ride him, and we drink in the racing breaths between us. He pulls me apart and heals me with every thrust. With every breath. With every inch of our bodies pressing together.

Touch I’ve long forgotten. I’ve long feared.

And with him I crave.

“Adrian, I need you,” I whisper against his mouth, pressing the faintest kiss to his lips.

“You have me.”

He bites down on my lower lip and draws it into his mouth, sucking. Between that and his dick hitting me deep and hard I feel myself tightening. He lays back, pulling me over him, and drags his hands down to my hips.

“I—” I can't speak. I can't think.

All I can do is feel Adrian's hands roaming my skin. His teeth clamping on my lip, and his fingers digging into my thighs as he takes control of the movements.

Tension builds where I've never felt it. Somewhere in my core, my heart, my mind. Every part of me ready to burst.

“Come for me, baby.”

His words are soft, but his thrusts are hard as he holds me over him and pounds his hips up. Like he's as desperate for my release as I am. His muscles flex as my pussy clamps harder in search of friction. White noise fills my ears and static buzzes.

A forest fire spreads.

I shatter and he drinks my screams. His fingernails dig into my skin as he follows me with his own release. And I feel us both on the brink between control and chaos, barely holding it together. I feel his warmth inside me absorbing what was cold for far too long.

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