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Rebel

D ammit, there was just something about Nikki that made resisting her impossible. The moment our lips touched I knew that it wouldn’t be just a kiss. It couldn’t be, because it never had been. She was mad at me, and I was fucking pissed off too, but that didn’t stop the heat and the electricity that swirled around us. She smelled good, like flowers and musk. She felt good, that strip of skin between her shirt hem and waistband was silky soft, and her hair was like silk as my fingers tangled in it.

My cock surged to life behind my zipper, and I pushed my hips forward, smiling when Nikki pressed back. She was as hungry for me as I was for her, kissing me deeper while she damn near climbed my body. Her curves were fucking perfect under my hands as I slid them down her ass, hoisting her in my arms, growling when she wrapped her legs around my waist. “Nikki,” I moaned against her skin.

She tilted her head back, giving me her full neck, which I took advantage of, kissing and licking every inch of her exposed flesh until she squirmed and writhed against me. “Logan,” she moaned as she rolled her hips against mine.

Fuck, I couldn’t take it anymore. I was fucking desperate to have her. My hands flew to the hem of her shirt and tugged it over her head. Next went her bra. “Love your tits.” The words came out on a moan, and my need for her made me blind to anything but her. I gripped her tits in my hands, rubbing my thumbs across the hard peaks of her nipples before I captured one in my mouth.

“Yes!” Her hips bucked again, and she tightened her grip around my waist so that my cock was buried right in that hot spot between her thighs.

My tongue flicked across one nipple and then the other, enjoying the wild sounds of pleasure she made, and the way she whispered and moaned when I did something she really liked. Sucking on one nipple while I pinched the other drove her wild.

“Logan, enough.”

I stepped back, confused and a little disappointed. My cock was hard and aching, and he wanted nothing but to bury himself where she was hot and wet. “Something wrong?”

Nikki’s head fell back against the wall. “What? No.” She was breathless, her cheeks flushed and her eyes glossy with desire. Her hands went to my waistband, those slender fingers made quick work of my button and zipper, and soon enough her hand wrapped around my cock, squeezing and tugging.

“Nikki,” I hissed out her name and gripped her hair in both hands. “Come here.” I picked her up and turned, scanning the room for the right place to fuck her. I could’ve bent her over the sofa, but I needed to see her face when I plunged my cock into her body, needed to see her tits jiggle with every stroke. I spun away from the living room and spotted the kitchen table. It was wooden and sturdy, and perfect.

“Logan, hurry.”

I marched to the kitchen and pushed aside days’ worth of mail before I laid her down and stripped her bare. “I’ve missed this,” I growled and pushed her knees apart.

“Logan,” she moaned.

“Impatient,” I answered and teased her slit in a slow up and down motion until one finger sank into her wet pussy. “Wet and impatient.”

“Logan.” My name came out sharp and demanding, but her tone quickly turned to a soft mewl when my tongue replaced my finger along her slit. “Fuck, yes!”

Her fingers tangled in my hair, and she pushed up, fucking my mouth while I devoured her pussy. She tugged enough to cause a few stabs of pain in my scalp, but it didn’t deter me, I flicked my tongue against her clit and then wrapped my lips around it until she cried out. The way she shouted my name and pushed against me had my cock so hard I ached for relief.

“Logan, I’m gonna come.” Her heels dug into my shoulders, and she leveraged herself up, feeding me her pussy.

Two fingers slid deep, and that was all it took for Nikki to coat my tongue with her honey, humping my mouth until she was spent. “I love the sounds you make when you come.”

She smiled and slowly loosened her fingers until my hair fell free. “I love the sounds you make me make.” She was so fucking beautiful like this. “Oh, fuck,” she moaned when I licked her again and again while I freed my cock.

“You want this?”

She nodded.

I shook my head. “That’s not good enough Nikki. Tell me you want this.” I took my cock in my hand and smacked her clit with the weight of my erection.

“Ah,” she moaned. “Fine, I want this. Logan, I want you to fuck me.”

Before she even finished that sentence my cock was at her entrance, sliding in slowly until I was buried balls deep. “Fuck. Love this pussy.” She was tight as fuck and dripping with need.

She pulsed around my cock and every dirty word I spoke only pushed her closer to her next orgasm. “More, Logan.”

I pushed her thighs open and pulled her to the edge of the table, palms flat on her legs as I pounded into her. I gave Nikki exactly what she wanted, an intense and punishing fuck. I held her down and slammed into her pussy, over and over, loving the wild cries that fell from her lips. “Your pussy is perfect, Nikki.”

She licked her lips, revealing a small smile on her face.

“You’re gripping me so tight, so fucking greedy.” Every word was accompanied by a thrust, making her let out a low, strangled sound. “Come on my cock, Nikki. Coat me in your cream.”

Her cheeks flamed but her pussy clamped down hard around me. “Dirty,” she panted and smiled again.

“Do it,” I urged, thrusting deeper and deeper until she came apart. “Come for me Nikki.”

Both of my thumbs found her clit, rubbing fast circles until she strangled my cock with her sweet cunt. “Oh. My. God. Logan, yes!” Her back arched off the table and her body went taut for a long fucking time before she shook violently from her orgasm. “God, yes!”

My hips moved faster and faster until my orgasm exploded and filled her pussy. “Fuck, Nikki!” I pumped through the orgasm, giving her every fucking thing I had, in hopes that it might change something between us—that this wasn’t just an angry fuck. Those vinegar strokes felt so fucking good, my vision blurred around the edges.

“Holy hell,” she whispered when I laid my forehead on her belly, taking a moment to catch my breath.

My cock slipped free, and I carried her to my bedroom, fucking her one more time before we collapsed on the bed in a sweaty, panting heap.

“We should get back to the clubhouse.” Those words were like a bucket of ice water over my skin.

I nodded, watching her as she stood and took the sheet with her. “Yeah, we should grab Livvy and your things and come back here.”

Nikki froze for a second before she turned to face me. “This,” she motioned between us and the bed, “doesn’t change anything.”

“It could,” I insisted.

“Yeah maybe, but for how long? Sex wasn’t and isn’t our problem, Logan. Eventually the real world will intervene again, and we’ll be back here.”

“Here looks pretty fuckin’ good to me.”

She sighed heavily, annoyed with my arguing. “That post-orgasmic glow is playing tricks on you. The first fight we have, you’ll bring up how I kept your daughter from you and I’m not living my life like that.” Shaking her head, she dropped the sheet and took off towards the living room.

“Where are you going?” There was no need to answer because when I reached the living room, she was putting her bra back on. “Look Nikki, you’re right, I didn’t handle the news well about Livvy. I really did think we were close to becoming something really fuckin’ good, but I couldn’t see past my anger over all that I’d missed in her life.”

Nikki said nothing for a while, just carefully picked up each item of clothing and slipped it into place as if the past hour never fucking happened. “You would have missed it anyway Logan, because I had no way to contact you. Had I told you when I first ran into you in the desert, you still would have missed everything but the past few weeks, and nothing will change that. Not even sex.”

I knew all that, but much like she kept blaming me for not calling her, even if there was no one to actually blame, it was hard to get rid of years of pent up angst. “It was shitty of you to test me.”

“From your perspective, sure. But I was just protecting my daughter.”

“Our daughter,” I corrected her. “All the more reason for both of you to stay here.”

She shook her head. “Why is that necessary when you spend most of your days at the clubhouse?”

“Because it would make me fuckin’ feel better!” I hadn’t meant to yell at her, but dammit this woman was as infuriating as they came. “I would rest easier knowing you were safe here.”

She folded her arms. “Safer here than at the clubhouse?”

“Not necessarily, but it would make me feel better.” It was ridiculous, having this conversation when I was as naked as the day I was born.

She glared at me for a long time, gears churning behind her eyes, before her shoulders finally relaxed. “Yeah, fine. Whatever. We’ll stay here. For now.”

The tension I’d been holding left my body immediately and I nodded. “Okay. Good. Thank you.”

She gave a terse nod, her gaze blank but her posture said she wasn’t happy about the agreement.

“I’m gonna wash up and get dressed, then we can grab Livvy and your things.”

“I need water.” She didn’t move but I brushed it off as residual anger, knowing she’d like being here because it was a home, even though it wasn’t her home. There was a kitchen and privacy, so she’d feel like she wasn’t confined to one room.

I took a quick shower and put on fresh jeans and a t-shirt before I headed downstairs, leaving the bed messy and the room smelling like sex. Hopefully, it wouldn’t be the last time I had Nikki in my bed. “Hey, I was thinking about what we could do for dinner—” The words died on my tongue when I didn’t find Nikki in the kitchen.

Or the living room.

Her purse was gone, and her shoes were too.

Goddammit she left! I got a bad fucking feeling and stepped into my boots before rushing outside. Figuring that maybe she was close by, I looked up and down the street but there was no trace of her.

“Fuck!” The word came out on an anguished shout and my hands balled into angry fists. She’d left. Knowing the fucking danger she was in, she left anyway.

I would find her. Drag her back, if needed. And then I’d tell her what a fucking stupid move this was.

And then I would make her mine. For good.