To Win a Rebel

Chapter Seven

It had been hard for Molly to eat while imagining what Nate was going to do to her. There were so many different books she had written. She had a wide and varied imagination, she didn’t like to stick to one genre, but she did love dominant, alpha-driven heroes. Men who knew what they wanted and didn’t flit about in taking it, or finding a way of keeping their women.

Walking back to her house, she felt overheated and she couldn’t help but chance glances at him. Even though it had been two hours since she left her home, kids were still outside playing, enjoying the last few days of the heat wave.

“You know, you’re not fooling me,” Nate said.

This time, she was able to look at him without pretending otherwise. “What?”

“You’re curious about what I want to do to you, aren’t you?”

She opened her mouth, closed it, and then opened it again. Molly had no idea how he knew this.

“Yes.”

“All will be revealed soon.”

There was something about the smile on his lips that had her nervous and excited at the same time.

Molly didn’t know which books he’d read. There was so much she wrote about, but she trusted him. It was strange, because this with Nate was so new, and he hadn’t told anyone else. This was between the two of them.

Arriving at her front door, before she could even scramble with the key, Nate took it from her and they stepped through into air that she could finally breathe. Her home was a lot cooler than outside.

Nate closed the door, and she watched his wrist as he flicked the lock and then turned toward her. For several seconds neither of them spoke, and then he took a step closer to her, another, and she had no choice but to tilt her head back to look at him.

“Take off your clothes. All of them,” he said.

Molly felt her pulse flutter inside her neck, and she knew she was already soaking wet. She trusted Nate.

He took her bag from her and placed it on the cabinet beside the door, and then turned back toward her. All his focus was now on her. Molly looked into his blue eyes, grabbed the edge of her tank top, and pulled it off over her head. She didn’t know how to tease or tantalize, and she’d never done anything like this before in her life.

She went for her skirt, and seeing as it was an elastic waistband, all she had to do was push it down her thighs and allow it to land on the floor. She kicked it out of the way. There was nothing sexy about her movements, but she didn’t want to fall flat on her face, as that would be way too embarrassing and not something she would be able to live down.

Next, her bra and panties.

She’d opted for sandals, so she didn’t have on any socks. Within seconds, she was naked, having removed the last of her lingerie, and now she stood before Nate completely naked. This was scary, and crazy, and exciting, and she didn’t have a clue what she was doing.

“Fuck!”

She lifted her head and looked at Nate, a little daunted at the prospect of doing so. Molly didn’t know what she expected to see when she looked at him, but it wasn’t the intense stare back. Did he like what he saw? She had a feeling he did, but wasn’t quite sure.

One glance up at him, and she couldn’t look away.

He closed the distance between them once again and grabbed her hand. She didn’t fight him, not even as he pressed her palm against the hard ridge of his cock. “Do you feel what you do to me? Do you have any idea how many times I have imagined you naked, exactly like this?” he asked.

There were no words for her to speak. She didn’t have any answers.

His cock pressed against her palm, and she felt that thrill of excitement travel down her spine. He pushed her hand away and then spun her around, pulling her back against him, and then his palm was flat against her stomach. His cock now pressed against her ass.

“You’re becoming quite the distraction, Molly,” he said.

She didn’t know what to say, and remained quiet.

“And seeing as this body is now mine, I think it is only fair I get to play for a little bit, don’t you?” Nate asked.

Molly was pretty sure she had used a similar line in one of her books. She closed her eyes and let herself feel. “Yes.”

The hand at her stomach stroked in small circles, but then began to move up her body, going toward her breast. His other hand had been at her hip, but then he cupped her tits.

They both groaned and Nate pressed his face against her neck. “I knew they were going to be more than a handful, but I think I can handle these.” He let go of her tits, circling his fingers around each nipple before tweaking the bud.

She closed her eyes, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip as he began to tease and torment her. Her body was on fire, the need burning bright within her body as he teased her neck. His tongue lapping against her pulse, then sliding down, nipping at her shoulder.

She gasped at the pleasure. It was like there was a sensor that went straight between her thighs, heightening her arousal and her need. She didn’t want him to stop.

And then, he let go of her tits and his hands skimmed down her waist, past her hips. One hand stayed at her hip, and the other kept on with the journey going between her thighs.

Molly didn’t know how she was going to be able to stand upright as his palm pressed against her pussy. She was at Nate’s mercy.

****

The following morning, Nate glanced over at a very naked, sleeping Molly. Last night, he had teased her, stroking her body, bringing her to not one, but two orgasms at the bottom of the stairs. After which he’d kissed her, and given her the instruction to go and take a shower.

Nate had calmed himself by closing her curtains, preparing her house, before heading upstairs and joining her in the shower. There, he got to wash her body, taking his time to lather up his hands. He was not going to use any kind of sponge when he had the chance to touch her naked body. Nate was never going to pass that opportunity up. She was stunning.

And he got to learn what she liked and what she didn’t like. He noticed that when he touched her ass and explored her, she got a little nervous. She didn’t like when he stroked beneath her armpits, but it also told him she was ticklish.

“You don’t have to pretend to be asleep,” he said.

After their long shower, Molly had asked if he wanted to stay the night. He’d not taken her, even though he wanted to. Instead, he’d slept in her bed, right beside her. For several hours, he’d watched her sleep before falling asleep himself.

Molly opened her eyes and as she did so, she allowed him to see her smile before she pulled up the blanket and attempted to cover her mouth.

“Good morning,” she said.

He grabbed the blanket, pulling it down, and then closing the distance between them and kissing her hard.

“Good morning,” he said, but didn’t stop kissing her.

She moaned, and he met her tongue with his, and then he broke the kiss to trail his lips down toward her neck.

“You know, you don’t play fair, like, at all,” she said.

He wasn’t interested, because her tits were so close, and he’d not gotten the chance to taste them last night.

Nate felt like a fool for not taking the opportunity when it was right here for him. Kissing down her neck, he went straight toward her tits, and then took one of the hard nubs into his mouth, sucking on it, hearing her gasp and moan.

She arched up against him, and it drove him crazy. He felt his cock start to harden, which didn’t take long, seeing as the moment he woke up, he’d already been aroused.

Seeing Molly had simply turned his cock from semi-hard to hard as a rock. She drove him that wild with need.

He’d given her multiple orgasms, while he had no choice but to take care of his own needs. Once he’d tasted one of her tits, he needed to take the other one, so he leaned over and sucked on her nipple.

“You’re not listening to me.”

“I’m enjoying my morning treat,” he said.

This made her laugh, but then she shoved his shoulder. Nate knew he could stop her, but instead he fell back against the bed and then turned his full attention onto her.

“Yes?”

“You didn’t listen to a word I said, did you?” she asked.

He frowned and pursed his lips. “You were talking?”

“You’re so rude, you know that, right?”

Nate smiled. “I’m sorry, but I will have to blame your tits, they do something to me and it stops me from being able to focus.”

She rolled her eyes, and he couldn’t deny that she looked so cute while she was doing that. He stroked some of her hair back from her cheek.

“Seeing as I can’t be blamed for finding your body irresistible, and seeing as I was a good boy last night and brought you to at least two orgasms, without touching your tits, tell me what you said?”

Molly sighed and shook her head. “You know you really shouldn’t be cute when you say stuff like that.”

“But?” he asked.

“You are cute, and you know it.”

She rolled her eyes. “Fine, I was actually talking about you and the fact that you have been giving me all these orgasms, and you haven’t had a single one.” Her gaze began to travel down his body. “And I was thinking that … you know, I might be able to kind of help you with that.”

Nate put both of his hands behind his head and looked up at her. “You’re offering to help me have an orgasm?”

“I … yeah, I am.” She sat up and attempted to pull the blanket around her body, and he was not having any of that, so he tugged on the blanket, refusing to let her hide from him. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“Well, tell me, what do you want to do?” he asked.

There was that blush that stained her cheeks and looked so sexy. He felt his cock thicken even more. Glancing down at her lips, he knew exactly what he wanted her to do, but he also wouldn’t take her out of her comfort zone.

This was about the two of them, and Nate was more than ready to go all the way. He was already all in, but Molly still seemed a little skittish. He didn’t want to scare her off, and knew that was a risk if he wasn’t careful.

“I … I’d like to taste you,” she said. “I mean, if you want me to.”

“Molly, I’d love to have those lips wrapped around my cock, but only if you’re ready. I’m not going to rush you into anything.”

He saw the smile on her lips. “What?” he asked.

“You’re not going to rush me into anything, but yet, you pursued a date with me and then told me what you knew, and, well, our history is kind of like, I don’t know, both of us rushing a little bit, right?”

“Now that you put it like that, yeah, it is, but for a good reason.”

“What reason?” Molly asked.

“I don’t want to wait any more and risk you being with someone else. I know you’ve dated, and I’ve hated every asshole I’ve seen you with. I don’t think I deserve you, Molly, but I want the chance to show you how good you and I can be together.”