Page 14 of Naughty and Nice

Willow gasped as he pinched her nipples and then soothed them with the pad of his thumb.

“So responsive.” He couldn’t help but repeat the words and groan his appreciation as her pussy tightened like a vise around his cock.

He loved how tight she was. She was so fucking sexy.

He wanted her so badly. But, he kept control this time.

“I know you’re not a virgin, Willow, but I have to wonder about the men you’ve been with.” He didn’t want to think about any other man being with her, but right now, he wanted to know exactly what he had to do to rid her of all memory of them.

“What about them?”

“Did they ever satisfy you?” he asked.

“Why do you want to know?”

“Answer me.” He was more than happy to torture her with his cock to get the answers he wanted, but he’d prefer for her to make the right decisions. Rebel needed to know what he was competing with. Was there a long-lost love waiting in the wings? Was she still in love with the guy? Did someone from her past matter?

“No.”

This made him pause. He’d been cupping her tits as he did so. “No?”

She nodded.

“Explain.”

This time, she frowned. “You want me to explain to you that the two people I’d been with before you hadn’t satisfied me in any way?”

“What happened?”

Willow let out a disgruntled groan. “You really want to know the ins and outs of how I dated someone else, or the fact it didn’t go anywhere while you’re inside me?”

“Yes, it’s important.”

She reached up and pressed the palm of her hand against her forehead. He loved how cute she looked all frazzled, like she didn’t have a clue what was going on, or why.

“None of this makes any sense. There were two people, okay? We were friends, or kind of friends, and then there was alcohol involved, and we ended up having sex, but it meant nothing to me. We kind of started to date, and the sex just ended up being part of it. That’s all.”

Rebel stared down at her, and he was glad, but he also knew Willow had missed out on so much. No one had ever taken the time to sexually satisfy her.

“Hold onto the table,” he said, gripping her hips at the same time.

He held her tightly and then began to fuck her, but the only problem was the table kept moving. With each thrust, they were moving across the room. Rebel was tempted to move them, but he saw the table was close to a wall, so he kept nudging her until the table came to a stop at the wall.

If he fucked her through the wall, he’d be surprised, so he held onto her and started to pound inside her pussy. Rebel pulled all the way out, and then looked down to watch her take his cock. He couldn’t help himself as it was a mesmerizing sight.

Pumping his dick inside her, he let go of one of her hips to reach down and start to stroke her clit. The moment he touched her sweet nub, he felt her body begin to pulse around his length. He loved how quickly she became aroused, and how fast her orgasms were. It didn’t seem to matter how many he gave her, her body was so freaking responsive, and he loved it.

Willow came, with his name spilling from her lips once again, echoing around the room.

Rebel wasn’t far behind her, slamming balls-deep, and once again filling her pussy with his cum. He knew he should be wearing condoms, or pulling out, or doing something that could potentially stop them having kids, but he found himself not wanting to. He wanted to fuck her like this, to fill her up.

You want to make babies.

He froze. What the fuck?

Never in his forty years on this earth had he ever wanted kids. Not once. One night with Willow, and he wanted to knock her up and claim her for his own.

What the fuck was wrong with him? It made no sense.