Rebel Heir (Rush Series Duet #1)(68)

“I’m nervous, too. If it helps any.”

My shoulders loosened. “You are?”

“Yep. You scare the living shit out of me.”

I smiled, but still didn’t open the door. “Why are we so scared of each other right now, Rush?”

“Because when you finally accept that you found the one, it’s terrifying that you might lose them and then there’d never be another.”

I think my heart actually swelled in my chest a little. “Oh my God. That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard anyone say.”

“Oh yeah?” he said. “Well, come out here and let me do romantic things to you, beautiful.”

Taking a deep breath, I unlocked the door and opened it. His smile made my knees weak as he extended his hand to me. Placing my hand in his felt monumental, like it was my heart I was surrendering. Rush had been so sweet, so open, yet none of those things made me relax like when he abruptly yanked my hand and tugged me against him hard. The little rough around the edges felt like my Rush again. My Rush.

Pressed up against him, he brought both my hands behind my back and locked them there in one of his. His other hand gripped the back of my neck, and his mouth sealed over mine.

I yelped between our joined lips when Rush scooped me into his arms and carried me over to the bed. Somehow we managed not to break the kiss while he set me down and climbed on top of me. All of the nerves I’d felt just a few minutes ago were pushed out by the carnal desire I felt for this man. The kiss that had started off warm and tender, quickly heated to hot and wild. Rush used one knee to nudge my legs open and then ground his hips down. The feel of his hard cock pressing against my center made me moan. I couldn’t wait for him to be inside of me.

Sensing my need, Rush broke the kiss and pulled back. My head was literally dizzy. He never broke our gaze as he tugged off his shirt and then slipped mine over my head. His tongue ran along his bottom lip as he looked down at my bra. When his gaze returned to meet mine, he swallowed before speaking. “Do you need gentle, baby?”

I shook my head.

A wicked grin spread across his face. “Thank fuck.”

Rush shed the rest of our clothes so fast that it felt like one of his hands stripped me and the other ripped off his pants. Settling back on top of me, he rubbed his bare cock up and down between my legs, and then pressed hard against my clit. I thought I might come from just the friction. The gleam in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. But two could play his game. I spread my legs as wide as they could go and slipped my hand down between us to grab him. Realizing my hand couldn’t wrap fully around his girth, I was thankful how much this man turned me on because I was ready for all of him.

Our eyes were locked as he pushed inside. He rocked his hips, easing his hard, thick, length in and out a few times. I gasped when he bore down and sank deep inside of me.

Rush stilled, and I felt his body begin to shake. “Fuck, Gia. Fuck. This is where I’ve wanted to be since the day I met you. Deep inside you, just like you are inside of me.”

He took my mouth in the most beautiful kiss as he glided in and out and then returned to watching me. The green of his eyes darkened to near gray as his thrusts became more and more powerful. I had sex before, but never knew until that moment that I’d never been made love to. Our bodies became one, but it was our hearts and souls connecting that made the act so much more than physical. Everything else in the world ceased to exist except us.

Rush’s jaw clenched and he growled, “I want to fill up this sweet pussy over and over again, every fucking day.”

That was it. Whatever last bit of control I had was completely annihilated hearing the desperation in his voice. Waves began to crest. My entire body hummed with need. Tears of joy crowded my eyes. Rush reached down and lifted one of my thighs into the air allowing him to drive even deeper into my body. I moaned as my orgasm ripped through me, and Rush responded by fucking me harder and harder. He roared as he bucked one last time and planted himself as deep as he could possibly go before coming inside of me.

After, he kissed me gently as he continued to move in and out, telling me how beautiful I was and how much he loved me. It dawned on me that I hadn’t told him it back. Even though I was certain he knew, it was time. “Rush?” I whispered.

“Hmmm?” He trailed a path of tender kisses from my ear down to my neck and then up and over my chin before our lips met.

“I love you, too.”

His smile split from ear to ear. “Well, that’s good. Because I love you, too. But not Tee-Oh-Oh, too.” He climbed down my body and planted a kiss on my belly. “Because I love you, Tee-W-Oh, two.”





I loved exploring her when she was fast asleep.

As I circled my index finger around her nipple, I swore her areola looked bigger and darker than yesterday. Her body was changing every day, like a flower slowly blooming. And fuck…I loved it so much. I loved Gia so much.

Making this kind of commitment to someone was scary as all fuck, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Accepting my feelings was the best thing I ever did. It felt so good not to have to fight them anymore. The fear hadn’t gone away. The difference was that I was letting it be there, telling it to fuck off while I lived my life and loved this girl. While I was more scared than I had ever been in my life, I’d never been happier, either. And that trumped everything else.