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“Tell me how much you fucking want this, baby. I want to actually hear you say it. I want to hear you tell me how much you want my cock in your pussy.” His breath brushed along her lips, and a small sound left her.

Here, now, and especially with Rebel, she felt so very helpless and feminine. It was an incredible feeling, knowing this man would take care of her in all facets.

“Tell me you want me to do filthy fucking things to you, that I’m the only one you want … ever.” He slid his hand over her thigh, along her hip, and up her side to rest right by her breasts.

A shiver worked its way through her body, and as much as she wanted to say those words, her throat was too tight and her mouth too dry to say anything.

“Tell me what you want, Rosie.” He slid his hand over her breast, very slowly, teasing her, tormenting her.

When he covered the mound a moan spilled from her on its own.

“Come on, baby. Tell me what I want to hear.” He applied pressure to her breast, and curled his hand around her sensitive flesh until a sting of pain filled her and mixed with the pleasure.

Rosie let her head fall back slightly, not able to hold it up anymore as pleasure tore through her. Rebel had his mouth on her exposed throat, licking, sucking, and running his teeth along the skin.

She was going to come before he even fucked her.

“I want you, every part of you. Fuck me, Rebel.”

And she knew he would until she was sated and couldn’t even keep her eyes open.

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Rebel groaned deeply against Rosie’s neck, his cock so hard, and pre-cum slipping out of the tip because he was so turned on. She tasted sweet, addictive.

He flattened his tongue and ran it up the length of her neck, over and over again, knowing he was just tormenting both of them with going slow. But he wanted this to last, even if he ached to fuck her.

Her breasts were more than a handful, and her nipples were rock hard, pressing again the material of her shirt. He wanted the damn clothing off, wanted to feel her naked body pressed up against his.

His cock jerked against the zipper of his jeans, and he couldn’t hold in his groan.

Rebel wanted her, and he was going to fucking have her. “You have no idea how hard I am for you, baby.”

She moaned, and the vibrations that came from her neck went right to his mouth, and had his cock growing impossibly harder.

“I’m so wet,” she whispered, and it was his turn to groan.

“There are so many things I’d like to do to you, baby, but I don’t want to push you.”

She moaned and thrust her chest into his hands. “Tell me what you want to do to me.”

He’d taken Rosie’s virginity, and even before he’d known she was in love with him he’d already deemed her as his. But he owned her cherry, and nothing would ever change that.

She was his, and that would never change.

“I want to see your ass in the air.”

She made this soft sound after he spoke.

“I want to spread your ass cheeks and look at the cunt that is mine now, Rosie girl.” He pulled back enough to look in her face, but she was already watching him.

“Rebel, God, I need you.”

He didn’t want to talk anymore, didn’t want to tease them both. All he wanted was them naked and on a bed with him between her thighs. Rebel took her lips in a kiss again, fucking her mouth with his tongue.

He groaned deeply at the feel and flavor of her. He wanted her to scream out his name as she got off.

“The things I’m going to do to you…”

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