Page 58 of Rebel's Fairytale

After moving his arm, he leveraged the bottom half of his body out and spread his legs in a V in the air. Pressing her legs together to try to alleviate the ache he was creating there, Bri’s mouth dropped open. She knew he could move, and she knew he was strong, but this was more than her body and brain could process. He made it look so easy, and she knew it was anything but easy.

She was beginning to understand the reason male dancing shows and clubs were so successful. It wasn’t about skin or nakedness. It was about the moves, the grace, the raw power they exhibited with their body alone.

Using his core strength, he held himself in the move longer than she would have been able to, running his free hand down the center of his bare chest to the waistband of his jeans before he again wrapped his leg around the pole again and swung himself around it.

After a few maneuvers, he positioned himself upside down, with his spine against the bar. Holding himself up with only his arms, he spread his legs and leaned his hips forward until his feet were level with his head. After holding the move for a moment, he brought his legs together and back up to flatten them against the pole.

He continued adjusting his hold and maneuvering his body for a few more minutes, twisting himself into moves that were way past a beginner level. She had a brief thought that he had to have more than a basic knowledge of the craft, but it was brushed away when she noticed the sweat glistening on the skin of his chest, arms, and back, accentuating all the sexy muscles that she loved.

Once he had thoroughly blown her mind and made her wet for him, he maneuvered himself upside down with his back to the pole, holding himself up with one arm. Then he flipped off of the pole and landed on his feet. With his chest heaving and his eyes glowing, he turned to face her.

Rebel

When he was done, he let go of the pole and turned to face Ruby. Even though his eyes were shining that light, he didn’t have a problem seeing the sexy as hell look on her face. She was sitting on the corner of his bed, her cheeks the wonderful pink he loved so much, and she was biting her lip. As he moved over to the stereo system, he chuckled to himself, well aware that he had blown her mind. He turned off the music and faced her again. Gazing into her eyes, he asked, “What do you think?”

“I think… I think… How do you know how to… Wow.”

Chuckling, Rebel approached her and stopped between her knees. Reaching down, he slid his hand along her cheek and into her hair. “When you spend time at a strip club and the dancers are your friends, there’s a chance they might take that opportunity to teach you some things.” He shrugged. “I’m a good student, and I enjoyed it.”

Staring up at him and listening, her arms unfolded, and her hands pressed against his abdomen.

Using his grip on her hair, he tilted her head back and gazed down at her. “You never have to give me a show, Ruby. Just being around you is enough of a turn-on for me.” He took one of her hands and pressed it against his jean-covered erection.

“You’re making it really hard to be rational about our relationship,” she whispered as the fingers of her other hand absently traced his abdomen.

“Don’t be rational,” he whispered back.

“I have to be.”

“Says who?” He bent down and took her lips in a deep but slow kiss. “I’m not pressuring you, Ruby. I promise. Just know, I’m here when you’re ready. And, until then, I’m going to treat you as if you’re already mine, so you know what you’d be getting.”

When she laid back on the bed and started scooting up until she was fully on the bed, Rebel followed her, crawling until his hips were between her thighs, and he was kissing her chest along the V-neck of her shirt.

“Rebel,” she breathed, her hands gripping his shoulders.

“What, Sweetie?”

“We both have way too many clothes on.”

Chuckling, he gripped the hem of her shirt and shoved it up until it was at her shoulders. As she let go of him and removed it the rest of the way, he kissed between her breasts as he unzipped and unfastened her jeans.

They separated long enough for both of them to get naked. Then, he was back between her thighs and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth as she arched off the bed and let out a moan.

It was the sweetest fucking sound he ever heard. His wolf loved it too, which is why he was doing the low growling thing and pacing inside of Rebel.

His hand slid between them, and Rebel slid two fingers into her wet, hot core. Fuck, she felt so damn good to him. Every instinct he had said to slam inside of her and fuck her until neither of them could breathe, but he tamped down those instincts.

“Need you,” she gasped as he curled his fingers just right.

“You’re going to do what I tell you to, tonight, Ruby. And right now, you’re going to come on my fingers.” He bit down on her nipple and quickened the thrust of his fingers, shifting his hand so the heel was rubbing against her clit.

“Rebel,” she shouted as her nails clawed into the skin of his back.

Rebel released her nipple and kissed over to the other one. Giving it the same treatment, he soaked in every moan and gasp his woman gave him. When he felt her core begin to contract around his fingers, he released her nipple and ordered, “Give it to me, Ruby. Now.”

With a low-keening sound coming from her lips, she threw her head back and did as he commanded. He kept up his ministrations until Ruby’s body relaxed back on the bed. Then, he pulled his fingers from her core. Gazing into her sated gold-flecked blue eyes, he lifted those fingers to his lips, slid them inside, and sucked off every bit of her juices.

When she bit her bottom lip, Rebel growled and reached over to his nightstand. He grabbed a condom and lifted up on his knees. As he rolled it on, he let his gaze travel all over her body, appreciating every curve, every dimple, every freckle.

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