Rebel by Aubrey Ross

beneath her
breasts.
    She couldn’t do this. She was betraying the
cause by succumbing to his touch. Looking down, she was struck by
the contrast between his gold-toned hands and her pale skin. His
fingers squeezed her breasts but left her rosy nipples uncovered.
They tightened, waiting for his attention.
    Why was she allowing this? He was repaying
her for her cruelty, mocking her with her body’s eager response,
and she allowed it. No, she encouraged him with her cooperation and
her sighs. Shame washed over her in a cooling wave. She lowered her
arms, crossing them protectively over her breasts.
    “You’ve made your point.”
    “Was I making a point?” His smile was slow
and predatory.
    “Leave me alone.”
    “I don’t want to. I’d think that was
obvious.”
     
    Ashton had never been so aroused in his
life. What had started out as a punishment quickly took on a life
of its own. The softness of her skin, the sweet taste of her mouth
intoxicated him. He wanted more. He wanted to sink into her heat,
feel her inner muscles tighten as pleasure shattered her world.
    She was frightened by her desire, but there
was no denying the signs. Her nipples tightened into pebble-hard
tips, a bright flush crept across her ivory skin, and her pupils
dilated dramatically. She wanted him.
    He should stop. He should lock her in this
room until they reached Halley Prime. But his first glimpse of this
spirited beauty had aroused his desire and his fascination. Each
interaction only reinforced his need to sample her fire.
    “Why did you sneak into the cellblock with
the blanket?” He caged her against the wall with his arms.
    “I overreacted.”
    He chuckled. “When you left or when you
returned?” Her lips twitched as if she suppressed a smile. “I’ve
never been that angry. If you’d been a man, I probably would’ve
snapped your neck, but you’re the most confounding woman I’ve ever
met.”
    “Is that a compliment?”
    Using just his fingertips, he raised her
chin until she looked into his eyes. “I’ve wanted you since you
marched into the holding cell that first day. You were all pride
and bluster, and I wanted to kiss you senseless.”
    “Do you always get what you want?”
    He answered with another lazy smile. Tracing
her lips with his index finger, he waited for them to part then
slowly pushed into the warm, wet interior of her mouth. She allowed
the intrusion, her gaze locked with his. Her tongue swirled around
his finger and Ashton guided her arms to her sides. Still wet from
her mouth, his fingertip traced her nipple.
    Settling his mouth over hers, he coaxed and
caressed. He nipped at her lips, soothing each tiny hurt with a
stroke of his tongue. He wanted to devour her, to consume her, but
she deserved to be savored. Her lips parted under his. Accepting
the silent invitation, he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting
her, taking her.
    She pushed her fingers into his hair,
responding with equal fervor. Her tongue slid against his, curled
around his, and followed his retreat. She’d never been this bold
before, never ventured into his mouth. Heat spiked through his
body, spearing his groin, making his cock buck.
    He lifted her, wrapping her legs around his
waist as he latched on to one tender nipple. Suckling firmly, he
felt the beaded tip poke against his tongue. She was so passionate,
so wonderfully responsive. Could he make her come just by teasing
her nipples? He didn’t have the patience to find out.
    He didn’t have the patience for a lot of
things right now. He’d meant to bring her to orgasm over and over
before he finally took her. But his painful erection mocked his
selfless intentions. He needed to be inside her!
    Pushing away from the wall, he walked to the
bunk and sat her on the edge of the firm pad. He tugged his uniform
top off over his head and shed the bottoms just as quickly.
Kneeling on the floor, he eased her legs apart and moved between
them. Her arms covered her breasts again and