REBEL (America's Sweethearts Book 1) Page 2

  “Holy shit,” I breathe. Moving towards her, her eyes widen when she sees just how big my cock is.

  “Oh my.” She bites her lip and a pretty blush runs across her cheeks and down her chest. It’s my turn to be surprised when she drops to her knees in front of me. The tentative way she slides her fist up and down my cock is so hot. “Like this?” she asks her pink tongue poking out of her lips as she looks up at me with innocent eyes. I love knowing that I am the first and only person to see her like this.

  “Just like that baby,” I groan, about to come. With just one touch from her and I am about to blow my load all over her. Then she wraps her lips around the head of my cock and sucks. I have to lock my legs, or my knees would have buckled fuck. She sucks me so good, she almost has me coming again. She runs her tongue around the head of my cock then takes me as far as she can go before gagging slightly. God help me if it doesn't turn me on even more. I feel pre cum start to leak out of me and she moans at the taste. It sends vibrations to my balls and I groan. “Babe,” I say, pulling her off of me. “I won’t come again until I’m inside of you, breeding you. Now get that sexy ass of yours on that bed so I can fuck you properly.”

  “Why does that sound so hot?” she asks as she flings herself backwards onto her bed. She spreads her legs and runs her fingers through her slick folds. “Just look at how wet I am for you, Bash. My pussy aches to be filled by you.”

  “Fuck,” I say, witnessing what has to be the most erotic thing I've ever seen.

  “Hurry, Bash. I need you,” she whimpers.

  I climb on the bed and lean down on my forearms to take her lips in a soft kiss.

  “You never have to beg, my little rebel. I will give you my cock every chance I get.” I run one of my hands down her side and to her thigh, wrapping it around my waist. I rub my cock through her slippery folds, the head of my cock hitting her clit. She moans and wraps her arms around my neck. I pull back on inch. “Guide my cock into your virgin cunt, Mila. I want you to feel my cock stretch your pussy,” I growl at her. She tentatively wraps her hand around my cock and rubs it against her clit one more time before slowly guides my cock into her little wet pussy hole. Her eyes get big and her mouth pops open.

  “Oh,” she breathes out as I push past her cherry. I pause, afraid I might have hurt her, but soon enough she digs her feet into my ass and spurs me on. The hand she had wrapped around my throbbing dick goes to my back. I pull all the way out and slam back inside her. He back arches off of the bed. “Bash,” she says my name like a prayer as I fuck into her tight hole. She meets me thrust for thrust. Our body's slamming together, sweat starts to roll down my back. Her nails are digging into my shoulders, hard, but I fucking love it. “Harder, Bash, I need more,” she says wrapping her other leg around my waist. My hand goes to her ass and I lift her slightly, getting a deeper angle. She moans and pulls my neck down until our lips are almost touching. “Fucking breed me, Bash. I need your come deep inside me.”

  I growl and slam into her one more time, my pelvis rubbing against her clit. She goes stock still and her pussy clamps down on my cock in a punishing grip. She screams my name as I fill her pussy with my seed. Who is this girl? Her filthy fucking mouth rivals mine and I’m officially obsessed with her.

  “Fuck,” I roar. Rope after rope of come filling her womb.

  After a second, she giggles causing me to groan as her pussy flutters on my cock.

  “When can we do that again?” I laugh pulling out of her and roll us over, so she is on top of me.

  “Baby, your pussy just sucked me dry. Give me a minute and then you can have your way with me.” She kisses my chest. How adorable is she? Then she giggles making her even more adorable. I fucking love that sound.

  After a few minutes, her breathing becomes softer and her body fully relaxes. She starts to lightly snore. I grin and pull the blanket over us. She sighs and somehow snuggles closer to me.

  Fucking hell, if I didn't just find the woman that I plan on spending the rest of my life owning.

  4

  Rebel

  What the fuck is that sound? I groan and pull the covers over my head.

  “Mila, time to get up baby. I need to go get ready for work.” I grin when I hear Bash’s voice and poke my head out from under my covers.

  “When will you be back?” I ask with a pout. He chuckles and kisses me.

  “I’ll be back in an hour. Don’t get into any trouble while I'm gone my little Rebel,” he says kissing me again I wrap my arms around him.

  “Do you have to go? We could stay in bed all day.” He growls and nips my lip before kissing the sting away.

  “Don't tempt me, baby. I want nothing more than to spend the rest of the day buried deep inside your cunt, but I have to work, and I know that you have to study.” I raise my brow.

  “You know that I want to be a doctor?”

  “Mila, I know everything about you. I have been obsessed with you since I first saw your picture.” I blush.

  “Oh.”

  “Yeah. Oh.” He kisses me again. “Okay, baby. I really gotta go. I will be back soon.” I kiss him back.

  “Okay, but hurry. Maybe we can play doctor later?” He groans and stands up.

  “Damn Mila. You want me walking out of here with a fucking hard on thinking about your tight cunt?” I sit up letting the sheet slip past my breasts.

  “If it makes you come back faster to me faster, then fuck yes I do.” He adjusts his cock and walks towards the bedroom door.

  “Get dressed baby because I don't want anyone seeing what is all mine.”

  “Yes sir,” I say with a mock salute. He laughs as he leaves. I squeal and hop out of bed. I grab a pair of leggings and one of my school sweaters before running over to Mina’s room I don't bother knocking, just walking in.

  “Mina!” I shout going into her room.

  “What the fuck?” Colt, my sister’s agent, jumps out of her bed in nothing but his boxers, pointing his gun at me. Mina and I squeak at the same time. “Fuck,” he growls. Once he realizes it is me and puts the gun back on Mina’s night stand, hands on his hip.

  “Jesus Christ, Colt. What are you doing?” I ask finding my voice.

  Mina gets out of bed in what looks like Colt’s shirt, like nothing happened and kisses Colt on the chest. Meanwhile I’m standing here with my mouth hanging open.

  “Go get dressed, Colt. I want breakfast.” The normally hard man melts at my sister’s words. He gives her a quick kiss before heading into the bathroom. Mina sighs and then turns towards me with a huge smile plastered across her face. I bust out laughing.

  “So, that just happened,” I say causing her to laugh.

  ‘What had you bursting up in here so fast? Wait is that a hickey?” she asks coming up to me and pulling my shirt to the side. I blush.

  “You’re one to talk,” I blurt out.

  “Was it Sebastian?” she asks, and I can only grin.

  “Oh My God… What are the chances we both fall for secret service agents, on the same friggin’ day?” She squeals and hugs me.

  “What do we have to do today with mom?” I ask not really wanting to do anything. I have never been into being in the spotlight and although I couldn’t be happier for my mom and all that she has accomplished, I still hate that all of my personal life is going to be in the limelight. I feel tears sting my eyes, my happy bubble starting to deflate. What if Bash loses his job or my parents freak out?

  “I don't think that we have much to do today. I know that we have a lunch and that dad wants us to do family night. Although, I really don't think that is going to happen. I know that they have to go to another party or some shit like that so we should be free. Well I mean I don't plan on being free if I have anything to say about it.” She ends her rambling with a wiggle of her eyebrows.

  Hell, she always finds a way to make me feel better.

  “Same. I am going to go and study. I have a test on Monday, and I need to pass it.” I say giving her a hug
.

  “Okay you have fun with that,” she says with a fake gag. She hated school and throw away all of her uniforms the minute we gradated.

  “Shut your mouth. You know you wish you had my brains,” I say twirling. She grabs a pillow and throws it at me.

  “Yeah, yeah whatever. Now go study while I have some breakfast.” She wiggles her eyebrows again. It's my turn to fake a gag and I walk out of her room. When I get back to my room there is a note on the coffee table.

  “Hey Baby, I have breakfast coming and I should see you soon don’t forget to eat I know you are going to be studying today xoxo always yours.” I hug the note to my chest. He's not even here and he is still taking care of me. Fuck. I can definitely get used to this.

  Breakfast comes and goes. I am lost in my book when I smell him. I don't even have to look up to know that it is Bash. He always smells amazing - like fresh air and sandalwood.

  “Good afternoon, baby,” he says leaning down and kissing my cheek. I blush.

  “What time is it?” I ask.

  “It’s about two it took me longer than I thought it would. Have you stopped to take a break?”

  “Um…” My stomach choosing that moment to growl. He frowns at me.

  “Mila you have to take care of yourself. I know how important school is for you, but you can’t take care of everyone if you don't take care of yourself first.” I throw myself at him, he catches me easily.

  “I love you,” I blurt out looking into his eyes as he holds me.

  “Say it again,” he demands, his eyes going dark.

  “I love you, Sebastian.”

  “Thank fuck, because I don’t give a fuck how soon it is. I fucking love you with all of my heart, Mila.” I kiss him with everything that I have in me, showing him without words how much I love him.

  Like he said I don't care how soon it is and it might make us look crazy, but I am one hundred percent in love with this man.

  5

  Bash

  Two Months Later

  Every day with Mila is better than the last. I’ve spent every night with her in my arms at the White House. We’ve caused scandal after scandal everywhere we go. The press has been on us since day two. Day two is also when I was reassigned to the Vice-President’s detail. I wouldn’t have been able to objectively protect Mila, so I requested a transfer. It’s for the best, really. She also requested an all-female detail, thankfully.

  My new asset, David Harvey, is the first unmarried vice-president since 1929, but that guy was a widower. Dave, as he insists on being referred to, has never been married nor does he have any prospects. He’s a great guy and an even better VP.

  Today is the day that I ask Mila to be my wife. I tried to wait, to not rush it, but I can’t take it anymore. I’ve been dropping hints since the very beginning, but now I need the entire world to know she’s mine. I want all those frat guys to know what’s what when she is at school.

  I carved out some time with Glenn, Mila’s father, to ask him for his blessing for Mila. It doesn’t matter to me, but I’d do anything for her. I’m taking him to grab a beer at the Capitol Pub over on Capitol Street. I’ve already gotten a table and a beer. He’s a few minutes late, but I know he’s a busy man. I stand when I see him approaching the table. His detail hangs back at a nearby table, giving us some space because they know I can protect him too.

  “Hey man, sorry I’m late. The traffic in the circle was terrible,” he says shaking my hand. It’s still kind of weird that he’s only about four years older than me, but you get used to it. It’s not his fault he fell in love young.

  “I hear you.” He sits down and orders a beer when the waitress comes over.

  “So, what did you need to talk to me about? My assistant said it was important,” he says as soon as the waitress walks away.

  “It is. I’m just going to get right to it. I love your daughter and I’m going to marry her.” I know that I sound like an asshole, but I don’t care. I have never wanted anything more and I’ll do anything to ensure I get what I want.

  “So, this is just a courtesy or something?” he says chuckling.

  “It would mean a lot to Mila to have your blessing. She’s mine either way, but ya know how it is,” I say.

  “I do know how it is, just look at me and my wife,” he says taking a long pull from the beer that was dropped off by a different waitress. I use the opportunity to do the same. “Though, that’s not something a father wants to hear,” he concludes.

  “I get that. I just assumed you knew this was heading in this direction since I’m practically living in the White House.”

  “I was choosing to ignore that. I taught my daughter’s that when you know, go for it.”

  “And I appreciate that.” I really do. I think falling in love this quickly would be harder to get on board with without that kind of thinking.

  “I’m sure you do.” I can’t help laughing at that. “So, when are you asking her?”

  “Tonight. I’ve got it all planned out,” I reply.

  Later that evening, after dinner, I take Mila back to the Jackie O. garden, where it all started for us. After enlisting Mina’s help, I’m honestly surprised that Mina was able to keep the secret from her sister. We had the garden decorated with twinkling lights. “Perfect” by Ed Sheeran is playing through the speakers quietly. It really is the perfect moment. One I know she’ll remember for the rest of her life. It’s taken everything in me not to demand that she marry me on a daily basis, but I am also surprised that I was able to keep it together. I pull her into my arms, and we sway to the music. I twirl her around the cobbled pathway. She giggles on the outward twirl and rests her head on my shoulder when I bring her back to me.

  “This reminds me of the day we met,” she says sighing. “It’s everything.”

  “That was my intention,” I say chuckling. I stop dancing with her and lead her over to the gazebo.

  “What’s going on?” she asks instantly. I drop to one knee in front of her. She gasps and smiles at me.

  “I love you, Mila. I need to spend the rest of my life with you,”

  “Yes,” she says, interrupting me. I almost burst out laughing but I don’t want to ruin this moment.

  “I haven’t asked you yet,” I say.

  “Either way, yes.”

  “So, you’ll be my wife?” I ask to clarify.

  “Haven’t you been listening to me?” she asks

  “So that’s a yes?”

  “Yes, that’s a yes.” I slip the ring on her finger. It was my grandmother’s ring. I inherited it from her when I was a teenager. I’ve always known that the woman I give it to would have to be amazing and Mila fits that to a tee. It’s a solitaire one and half carat diamond set in a gold band. It looks stunning on her pale skin.

  I stand and pull her into my arms, swinging her around. She’s giggling.

  “You’ve made me the happiest man in the world,” I say.

  “You’ve made me the luckiest girl in the world.”

  “A match made in heaven then.” When I set her back down, she looks down at the ring.

  “So, the thing is I have some news too,” she says wringing her hands. “I’m pregnant. I found out today.” Holy shit. Don’t you love it when everything you’ve ever wanted is laid before you?

  “Fuck, baby. You are the gift that keeps on giving. This is fantastic news.” We celebrate our impending parenthood and engagement by getting lost in each other’s bodies.

  Could my life get any better?

  Epilogue

  Rebel

  Four Years Later

  It’s been four wonderful years since I met the love of my life and they have been more amazing then I could have ever dreamed of. I am in my third trimester with our second son and I have to say I love being pregnant. Bash says that I am trying to kill him because all I want is for him to fuck me. I actually cried yesterday like a crazy person because I needed him, but I also needed ice cream and he was at the store getting
it for me.

  When he got home, to our brand-new home in the suburbs of Alexandria, Virginia, he fucked me until I couldn't think straight then I plopped my ass on the couch in front of the tv. He gave me a kiss brought me ice cream with potato chips sprinkled on top and went about straightening the house for me. My doctor put me on light duty last week and I actually laughed at her. How the fuck does she expect me to do that and run around the house with our three-year-old?

  Thank God Bash was able to take time off for the last two months of my pregnancy because there is no way I would be able to keep up with our little man as he is hell on wheels. Right now, he is putting him to bed while I am relaxing in the tub that he demanded I stay in until he comes and gets me. If I have my way, he is going to get in with me and let my ride his huge cock until I pass out. My pussy throbs just thinking about it.

  “Fucking hell Mila, you look so sexy laying there naked, your stomach swollen with my baby,” he growls walking into the bathroom in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs hanging low on his hips and cupping his huge hard cock which is trying to rip free. I bite my lip and run my eyes up his hard abs, to his muscular hairy chest when my eyes land on his face, he has a smirk on his face. “You like what you see Rebel?”

  “I'd like it more if you were naked and in here with me,” I say sassily he chuckles and pushes his boxers of his hips. His thick cock juts out towards me long and proud. He gets in behind me and pulls me close to his chest, his cock digging into my back. “Mmm.” I sigh leaning my head on his shoulder. He runs his hand over my stomach and kisses my neck.

  “How are you feeling baby?”