Page 47 of Rebel's Fairytale

There she was, standing in front of her dresser, pulling clothes from the drawers, and packing them in an open suitcase on the floor. When he turned the lock on the door and it clicked, she looked into the mirror above the dresser and smiled at the sight of him.

Rock took six steps across the room and up behind her. Sliding his arms around her waist, he kept his gaze locked with hers in the mirror as he lowered his head and used his chin to move her curls away from her neck. With wet kisses, he left a trail up her neck to her ear.

“God, I fucking missed you,” he whispered in her ear and pulled her body back against his, tightening his arms around her.

She dropped the clothes in her hands and covered his arms at her waist with her hands. Turning her head to look into his eyes, she replied, “I missed you, too, Wes.”

He gently kissed her lips. “Need you.”

Against his mouth, she said, “Back left pocket.”

He hiked a brow and moved his left hand to the pocket in question. Sliding his fingers in, he felt the familiar foil of a condom package. Pulling it out, he grinned at her. “My Diamond was prepared for me.”

She bit her bottom lip for a moment. “You’ll find out how prepared in a minute.”

Rock groaned and went to work getting her pants down. As soon as he had access, he slid his right hand down and between her thighs, finding her core wet and hot, ready for him.

“Told ya,” she breathed and tried to spread her legs a bit for him, but she was hampered by the jeans and panties gathered around her thighs.

Thanking the gods she had yet to put shoes on, he shoved the pants and panties down her legs until she could step out of them. Then, he unzipped and unfastened his jeans, shoving them down to his knees.

After rolling the condom on, he gripped her hips and took a step back, taking her bottom half with him. “Hands on the dresser, Angel.” As she complied, he lined up his cock to her entrance, keeping hold of her hip with the other hand. “Spread your legs for me, Diamond.”

She slid her legs wider and tilted her hips for him, looking over her shoulder, giving him a sexy smile. Rock grinned back at her as he slowly slid inside of her, eliciting a moan from both of them.

“Home,” he growled, pulled out and slammed back in. As he set a steady, hard rhythm with his thrusts, he slid his hand from her hip up her back over her shirt and into her hair. Fisting it in his hand, he bent forward and kissed along her shoulder.

“Wes,” she breathed and worked her hips in rhythm with his.

“That’s it, angel,” he panted against her skin. “Work yourself on my cock. Make us both finish, Diamond.”

He slid his other hand around her waist and down to play with her clit, loving each and every noise that came from her sweet mouth.

“Gonna make love to you every night. You hear me?”

She nodded as much as his grip on her hair would allow and replied, “Please.”

He hardened his thrusts and slid his fingers down to feel where he was entering her, while the heel of his hand pressed and rubbed on her clit.

“Rock,” she gasped as her muscles contracted hard on his cock. He released her hair, moving that hand back to her hip, and watched as she threw her head back in ecstasy. Her core began to milk him as the sweetest sound he ever heard came out of her mouth, triggering his own release.

Slamming inside, he groaned, “I fucking love you.”

“Love you, too,” she panted back.

Then, they heard a knock on the door.

“One second,” Rock called out and prayed it wasn’t one of the kids.

“No need to hurry,” Ranger said with amusement in his voice. “We’re taking the kiddos for ice cream. Miles found Diamond’s keys for us. She good with us taking her Jeep?”

Diamond was giggling as she leaned back against him, his cock still buried inside of her and twitching. She nodded.

“Yeah. Take it.”

“We’ll make a lot of noise when we get back.”

Then they heard Ranger shouting to the kids about what flavor ice cream he wanted as they left the apartment.

---