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Chase’s face reddened. He gave me a shove that was impressively strong. “Keep your nasty hands off my sister. She would never touch a loser like you. If I ever hear otherwise, I’ll finish you, Kane. Got it?”

The urge to ruffle his hair and speak to him like one would a small child was almost impossible to resist. Somehow, I managed to turn back to the punching bag and keep going on it as if he wasn’t even there. As much as I’d love to break Chase’s nose, Storm would never forgive me. Apparently some traitorous part of me gave a shit about that.

Chase lingered for a moment before finally walking away. I went hard on the punching bag until my knuckles were numb. After a shower, I drove home in my mom’s SUV. I’d borrowed it so I didn’t have to drive my car until it was fixed.

Once at home, I went straight to the backyard. Storm’s bedroom light glowed through the window. Pulling out a joint, I settled into a lounge chair near the pool and waited.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

REBEL

I sat on my back patio by the pool, smoking weed and watching Storm’s window like the psychopath she accused me of being. I wasn’t sure how much time passed before her light finally went out. Once it did, I waited longer, needing to make sure she was asleep first.

Only when I thought enough time had passed did I hop the fence between our yards and make my way to her balcony. Each time I climbed up there seemed easier than the last. I reached for the sliding door and pulled.

Locked.

She locked me out? Damn. She knew how much I enjoyed a challenge.

Since a simple sliding door lock was not enough to keep me out, I got to work. The screen door lock was a plastic switch that came off easily with little effort. The glass door was a little more difficult but still only locked with a spring mechanism. Some wiggling and jerking was enough to make the spring snap. She really should have had something heavy holding the door closed. Since she didn’t, I easily slid it open.

I paused inside the doorway, half expecting her to leap out of the dark and beat me over the head with something heavy. Storm’s outline in the bed confirmed that she hadn’t heard my break in. Perfect.

She didn’t even flinch when I peeled back the blanket. She wore a skimpy little tank top and panties. Sexy as fuck without even trying.

Climbing onto the bed with her, I kept anticipating the moment she would wake up. No doubt she would be pissed. I looked forward to it. Nudging her legs apart, I settled myself between them and tugged her underwear aside.

I took a moment to breathe in the sweet scent of her. Storm’s pussy was like a drug. I could ride the high of her for days and never come down. Flicking my tongue lightly across her slit, I savored the taste of her.

There was a slight change to her breathing as her chest rose and fell faster. A tentative lick of her clit got her squirming. She made a little sound low in her throat that went straight to my cock. I pressed my tongue inside her, licking at the juices that gathered near her opening.

Licking and sucking at her sweet pussy, I waited for the right moment to drag her clit between my teeth. Storm came awake with a start and a moan. She sat up quickly, her hand plunging into my hair.

“Rebel?” She sounded breathy and surprised.

“Yeah, baby. Who else would it be?” I continued to lick her, loving the way she fisted my hair.

“How did you get in here? I locked the door.” Despite her surprise at finding me between her legs in the middle of the night, Storm didn’t try to push me away.

I chuckled against her. “I noticed. Did you think that flimsy lock was enough to keep me out? You should know better than that. If I want you, I will have you. Now lie back down and come for me, pet.”

When she hesitated, I used a hand to push her back down on the bed. The wetness dripped from her, sliding down her ass crack. Needing to be inside her, I undid my jeans and shoved them down.

As she drew closer to orgasm, she held my hair tighter, pulling it harder. I licked her furiously, biting at her clit before sucking it into my mouth. She writhed beneath me, her hips bucking against me. Her legs were still shaking when I sat up. Kneeling over her, I tugged off my shirt before stripping her naked.

“Rebel,” she said, a whine in her voice. “You can’t keep coming here like this.”

I climbed up over her, pinning her with my weight. “And yet, I don’t see you trying to stop me. Don’t pretend you don’t love my cock. Your pussy is dripping for me.”

She let out a little whimper as I thrust inside her. Still she made no effort to stop me or get away. My little pet loved these nighttime visits as much as I did.

“We can’t keep doing this. It’s not right. You don’t even like me.” She groaned, reaching to clutch my ass with both hands, her fingernails digging in deep.

Pressing my lips to hers, I murmured, “Then why am I here? You draw me in, Storm. I fucking crave you. Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?”

She shook her head, her silhouette outlined perfectly in the scant light coming through the window. “I’m pretty sure you’re just crazy. It has nothing to do with me. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.”

Slipping my tongue between her lips, I entangled it with hers. She kissed me back with enough enthusiasm to contradict every word that had come out of her mouth. Storm didn’t know what she wanted. I knew that I hadn’t made it easy for her. We were from completely separate worlds. Everything was different in the darkness.

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