Page 63 of Rebel

I did my best to stay upright, despite the power in his thrusts. I wasn’t sure how strong these tables were. I sure hoped it didn’t give out now. That would be one heck of a story.

A sudden slap on my ass made me yelp. It tickled when his finger outlined the scar on my butt cheek. His name that he’d carved into my skin. A slap on the other cheek followed. A pleasant sting that made me want more.

The aggression in his thrusts grew steadily until I shrieked with every stroke of his body inside mine. Only Rebel could bring so much pleasure with the pain he inflicted. I loved every second. There was nobody I trusted the way I trusted him.

He plunged deep, staying buried within me as he stopped. A low groan rumbled in his throat. After several blissful moments, he pulled out and pressed the slippery wet head of his cock against my tight asshole.

“Rebel,” I murmured breathlessly. I didn’t know what I was trying to say. The sudden change in activity made me nervous. I did my best to be prepared.

“It’s all good, pet. Open up for me like the good girl you are. I’m going to fill your ass with my cum.”

Inch by inch he made his way inside me. The pressure was almost too much at first. I bit down on my bottom lip until I tasted blood. A whoosh of breath escaped me. I wasn’t sure I could handle this. He was too big. It was too much.

Then the discomfort gave way and a pleasurable sensation took over. Slowly, he withdrew only to plunge deep again. My body opened up to him, accommodating his length and width.

“Fuck,” I breathed, fingernails digging into the green felt.

“That’s right, Storm. Let me hear how much you love my cock in your ass.” Rebel began to pick up the pace until he was fucking my ass as wildly as he fucked my pussy.

Right when I thought I would explode from need, he reached around to rub my clit. His fingers moved in circles, driving me closer and closer. Our moans simultaneously grew more frantic. My orgasm had me shouting his name as he released hot streams of cum inside my ass.

Unable to hold myself up on shaky arms any longer, I collapsed on the surface of the pool table. Rebel slowly withdrew from my ass. He gave it one more spank before hopping down onto the floor. Gathering me in his arms, he carried me to the shower in the bathroom next to his bedroom.

There was more than enough room for two. While I struggled to catch my breath, we soaped each other up, letting the hot water stream down over us as we covered each other in lather.

Touching a faint bruise on my neck, Rebel said, “I fucking love marking your body. I want everyone to know that you belong to me.”

“I don’t think anyone is ever going to question that,” I laughed. “So when do I get to carve my name into your ass?”

Even though I was kidding, Rebel was dead serious when he replied, “Anytime you want, pet. Hell, we can do it right now. I’ll get the knife.”

“No need to hurry. I’m enjoying this.” I leaned back under the stream of water, letting it rinse away the soap that covered me.

I loved his willingness to let me carve my name into his flesh as he’d done to me. Except that I hadn’t been so willing at the time. Rebel’s ass was one of the few places he didn’t have ink. Maybe I would have to take him up on that and leave my mark behind.

When we finished in the shower, he took me to his bedroom. We’d always spent so much time in my room. I loved being in his space for a change. Rebel’s scent was everywhere. The walls were a dark blue, his bedding black and gray.

I hopped onto the bed, wrapping my naked body in his blankets. “It’s about time we fuck in your bed for a change. We’ll have to do this more often. Especially now that my mom knows you’ve been sneaking up onto my balcony.”

I still felt embarrassed about that. Maybe it was time to seriously consider moving out. Staying in the dorm on campus might not be such a bad idea. Mom and Larry were all settled in to his house together. They didn’t need me around so much.

“I’ve been dying to fuck you in my bed,” Rebel said, sliding into the blankets next to me. “It’s nice to have you here. You belong with me. Even though you’re next door, it still feels too far away. Maybe we should get our own place.”

“Seriously?” I studied him closely, trying to determine if he was joking. “Do you think it’s too soon for that?”

“Fuck no. I want you with me all the time. Is that such a bad thing?” Shoving my damp hair back from my face, Rebel kissed me, leaving me breathless all over again.

My reply came out as a whisper. It was all I could muster as I tumbled headlong into him. “Absolutely not. I just don’t want to rush anything. I want to do this the right way.”

“Then we should most definitely get our own place. What could be more right than that? You’re mine, Storm. And I will always be yours. There’s no rules. No playbook on how we do this. We do what we want.”

Did I want to make such a huge move? To wake up every morning with Rebel and to go to sleep every night with him wrapped around me? Undoubtedly I did.

“All right, let’s do it. My mom is going to freak. I can’t wait.” Excitement thrilled through me. Wrapping my arms around Rebel, I dragged him closer, peppering his face with kisses.

His devilish laugh set the butterflies loose inside me. He ran a hand down my naked body, dipping a finger playfully into my belly button. “Good, because I found a place that I think might work for us, and I want you to see it.”

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