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She didn’t have time to respond as he kissed her. Now, this did surprise her as she still had essence of his release in her mouth, but she wasn’t going to deny him any kind of kiss. She wanted to kiss him so damn much.

He held her hands trapped above her head, but she didn’t even attempt to wriggle out of them. There was no reason to. She was exactly where she wanted to be.

The water was still warm, and she found that to be quite the miracle.

Rebel kissed her and she expected them to leave the shower, but in the next second he let go of her hands and had a bar of soap in his. He lathered his hands in the soap and used them to wash her body.

Willow couldn’t believe how good his hands felt on her body. The way he touched her was amazing. He paid careful attention to her breasts, making sure they were nice and soaped, and then returned to her pussy and her ass. Rebel was so thorough and even before he was done with her, he handed her the soap, so she could start washing him.

Willow didn’t need any excuse to put her hands on his perfect body. It was a pleasure and a dream to do so.

Chapter Seven

“You do know it’s Christmas morning,” Willow said.

“I know, but we’ve not gotten any kind of sleep yet.”

It was fast approaching seven in the morning. Rebel hadn’t intended to spend all night fucking her, but it had taken a long time to wash her in the shower, and that didn’t even include licking her pussy, or her sucking his cock.

Now, they laid in her bed. Willow was curled up against him. When they had gotten into the bed, she had tried to keep to her side, but Rebel wasn’t having that. He wanted his woman in his arms at all times, and now she snuggled against him. She was the first woman he had ever allowed to do that.

“Do you have any presents?” Rebel asked.

“No, I don’t.” She released a sigh. “I can’t believe we stayed up this late.” She let out a yawn. “I’m so tired.”

“Go to sleep.” He kissed the top of her head.

“Will you be here in the morning?” she asked.

“Yes, I’ll always be here.” Rebel didn’t know why he said that. They hadn’t promised each other anything other than what they had shared.

I want to stay.

“What about your club?” Willow asked. “They’re going to be missing you, aren’t they?”

“I’ll take care of my club.”

She released another little sigh and then pressed a kiss to his chest. “Do you like being part of your club?”

“I started it.”

“What’s it like?” she asked.

“How do you mean?”

“You know, being around the same people all the time. Do they have your back? Are you one big, happy family?”

Rebel didn’t know why she was asking questions, but he had a feeling it wasn’t to snoop into his world to try and find out any club secrets.

“They’re good guys. They always have my back.”

“That must be nice.”

“Why?” he asked.

“I don’t know, for a long time it was just me, Dad, and Mom. Then Mom left because she didn’t like running a bar, and wanted to have something more. Then there was me and Dad, and this place was his whole life. I thought one day he’d find someone else and there might be more brothers and sisters, but nothing. I don’t even know if he had any relationships after Mom.” She sighed.

“Did you always want to have a big family?” he asked.