Free Rebel by Aubrey Ross Page B

with
the tip of his tongue and then firmly sucked the other.
    She raked his hair with her fingers, urging
him on, wanting more. Shifting positions carefully on the narrow
bunk, he got his legs beneath him without releasing her nipple. His
hand pulled hers off the pillow and he chuckled.
    “This could be a bit challenging,” he
said.
    “Not if you release the stupid thing.” With
stubborn intent, he bent her leg nearly to her chest then draped it
over his upper arm, alleviating the obstacle.
    “Much better.” He grinned and settled on his
knees between her thighs. He traced her slit with his fingertip,
nearing but not touching her clit. “What were you thinking about
before? You were so turned-on your desire woke me up.”
    “Don’t ruin this with words,” she pleaded.
“I want you inside me.”
    He moved their hands above her head and
braced himself on his forearm. Then, staring deeply into her eyes,
he pushed two fingers into her passage.
    “Were you dreaming or fantasizing?” He
passed his thumb over her clit and she started, sensations zinging
through her belly. “Tell me.” His gaze narrowed and his thumb
rubbed, the warning unmistakable.
    “A little of both,” she admitted. He
rewarded her honesty with several slow, deep thrusts. “I was mostly
asleep until you touched my breast.”
    “What did I do in your dream?”
    “What you’re doing now.” She squeezed his
fingers with her inner muscles, hoping to distract him from his
questions.
    “Just this?”
    “No, you sucked on my nipples until I came
around your fingers then turned me over and took me from
behind.”
    His lips caught one of her nipples and she
closed her eyes. It hadn’t been her intention when she told him her
fantasy, but she’d just placed her order for the night. He pumped
his fingers into her pussy. The firm strokes made her crave a more
substantial penetration.
    Each time he drew on her nipple he rubbed
her swollen clit. Sensations darted from her chest to the apex of
her thighs and back. He sucked harder and rubbed faster, his
fingers never stopping the rhythmic shuttle.
    She tossed her head, trembling on the brink
of orgasm. Her fantasies were a pale imitation of the delight he
unleashed. She arched and cried out as she came in pulsing
waves.
    A faint hiss signaled the deactivation of
the restraints. She moved her arm, testing her conclusion. His
empty cuff now dangled from the one still in place around her
wrist. Before she could object, he grasped her hips and turned her
over. Only then did he release her wrist as well. He took the
restraints and dropped them to the floor beside the bunk.
    Too impatient to undress her completely, he
helped her pull her arms out of the sleeves and peeled the suit
downward. He bared her bottom and hips, but left the material
bunched around her knees as he unfastened the front of his
pants.
    She expected frantic brutality. He had
something else in mind. Kneeling behind her, he bent her over until
she braced herself on her forearms. Then he eased his shaft between
her legs and parted her folds. He rubbed the plush head of his cock
over and around her sensitive nub.
    “Please,” she moaned. “No more teasing.”
    “Teasing is offering something you don’t
intend to give.” He pushed into her just a bit. “You’ll get all of
me, but I like to savor this part.” He gave her a little more. “Do
you have a problem with that?” He found her clit with his thumb and
forefinger, plucking gently as he slowly filled her core.
    Her legs shook and tension wound, binding
tighter and tighter until she clenched her jaws to keep from
screaming.
    “Scream if you need to.” He pinched her
nipple with his other hand. “Don’t hold back.”
    He rocked his hips, hesitating with just the
tip of his cock inside her. She tried to rock back, to bring him
deeper, but he wouldn’t allow it. Then he grasped her hips and
drove his full length into her with one forceful thrust. His balls
slapped against her