Ruby
Jett’s arms tightened around me as he said, “Don’t ever do that again, Ruby. Don’t ever fucking walk away.”
“I wasn’t leaving you,” I explained. “I was leaving the situation.”
“Don’t do it again,” he demanded a second time. “It scared the shit out of me when I couldn’t find you. Let’s head back to the house.”
“I’m okay now,” I argued.
“I’m not,” he replied in a voice that was vibrating with emotion. “If I don’t get inside you right now, I’m going to lose my mind.”
My heart and my body fired at the same time, and I pressed against him to try to stop the ache that was pulsating inside me. “Then maybe you shouldn’t wait,” I said in a sultry tone I barely recognized.
“Don’t screw with me right now, Ruby, or you might get more than you’re asking for,” he said gruffly right before his mouth captured mine.
My hands threaded into his hair, my breath taken away by the hunger in his kiss. I opened to him and gave back as much as he gave, feeling the same insatiable desire I always did to climb inside him.
I couldn’t get close enough, even though I fought desperately to try to absorb him into every cell I possessed.
I moaned as he cupped my ass and pulled me hard against his cock, but it only fueled the flames more.
I gasped for breath as he let go of my lips. “I love you,” I blurted out as I panted. “I don’t care if you don’t feel the same way. I can’t keep it inside anymore.”
My heart was racing, but I felt relieved to finally say the words. I’d been holding back a volcano of emotions, and they’d finally erupted. All that love had to go somewhere, and it was now pouring all over the man who was the source of the explosive pressure.
Jett froze as he questioned, “What did you say?”
“I love you. I love you so much that it physically makes my chest hurt.” I wasn’t about to back down and pretend I didn’t say it.
I was over not being completely honest. I was okay with myself, and even though I’d probably always have some issues from my past, I was done letting my uncle control me.
I was all grown up and I was in love with Jett Lawson.
“Fuck!” he cursed as he finally moved and put his forehead against mine. “Don’t say that shit to me if you don’t mean it, because you’ll never get away from me, Ruby.”
“I mean it,” I replied without hesitation. “And I have no desire to go anywhere.”
“Then how can you even question whether or not I feel the same way?” he said in a graveled voice as he tugged me over to the merry-go-round, sat down on the metal surface and pulled me down on top of him.
“Do you?” I asked as I straddled him, the metal cold against my legs.
With his hands gripping my ass to support my body and keep it from tumbling from his lap and onto the dirt, he replied, “I’ve been completely screwed since the first time you looked at me like you wanted to trust me, but you couldn’t. I’ve never really believed in love at first sight, but I knew we belonged together from that very moment, Ruby. And that love just got deeper and more intense with every moment we’ve spent together since. Now I can’t live without you anymore. And I was hoping to hell that you’d stay with me forever or I knew I’d be completely fucked.”
I remembered the first time we’d locked eyes up on the auction stage. For an instant, I’d felt something, too. But I’d been too terrified to trust my initial instincts. “And the marriage proposal?”
“I already knew you belonged with me,” he growled. “And I never wanted anybody touching you again. But the last thing I wanted was to scare the hell out of you. So I figured I’d settle for whatever I could get.”
My heart was still so full that I wanted to cry. I lowered my head and gave him a gentle kiss. “You should never settle, Jett. You deserve everything.”
“I have it,” he grunted. “Everything that means something to me is right here on this playground. I love you, Ruby. Maybe I didn’t understand what love could be before, but I get it now, and I fucking worship you.”
He stroked a hand up and down my back. I sighed and leaned into him. “You don’t always have to worship me,” I advised. I didn’t mind getting down and dirty whenever he wanted. “I just want you to love me.”
“Already do,” he grumbled.
I ground my hips down, staying there for a moment to enjoy the feeling of his hard cock riding against my panties. “Then let’s talk about that urgent need you have to get inside me,” I insisted.
“Ruby.” He groaned as he tried to make me stop humping him. “I’m not taking you outside in the cold on a goddamn playground.”
It had been a beautiful day for a wedding, and it was unseasonably warm for fall. Marcus had been teasing his bride that the weather didn’t dare be anything other than perfect on their wedding day.
After dark, it had cooled down, but it wasn’t exactly freezing.
“I’m an Ohio girl who knows what cold really is,” I said as I reached between our bodies to liberate his cock. “And you’ll warm me up.”
I’d been aching for Jett from the moment I’d heard his voice, and I wasn’t taking no for an answer. “I need you,” I whispered into his ear.
“Then I’m giving us both what we want,” he growled.
“I want you,” I confessed with a sigh.
He stood up and took me with him, letting my feet slowly find the ground.
He placed my hands on the bars of the merry-go-round and bent me over. “Don’t move,” he demanded.
I shivered, his tone so commanding that I wasn’t about to argue.
In less than a minute, Jett was lifting my little black dress, lowering my panties and caressing the cheeks of my ass. I gripped the metal bar harder as he moved a hand between my thighs.
The first stroke of his fingers over the sensitive flesh of my pussy nearly made my legs give. “Oh, God. Jett, please don’t tease me,” I gasped.
“I’ll show you as much mercy as you had for me, sweetheart,” he answered, his voice heavy with need.
I knew I was going to pay for poking the beast, but I didn’t care.
I gasped as Jett tormented my clit, his rhythmic strokes strong, and without his usual finesse.
When he impaled me with his cock, I arched my back with satisfaction and pressed back against him.
Both of us were raw and hungry, desperate to get what we needed. And anything except giving each other everything wasn’t going to satisfy us.
Our joining was frantic and chaotic. It felt strange to be completely dressed, but so intimately connected.
I was so submerged in satiating the need that was clawing at me relentlessly that I didn’t notice anything except the feel of Jett surging forward and filling me over and over again.
Jett’s tight grip on my hips was the only thing that kept me grounded as he pummeled into me.
“Come for me, Ruby,” he demanded. “I’m not going to be able to hold back.”
I could sense his tension, and I knew everything was way too intense and urgent this time. Without thinking about what to do, I acted on instinct, lifting my hand and putting it between my legs to rub the tiny bundle of nerves that I knew would set me off.
“Hell, yes. Help me this time, baby,” Jett growled.
My fingers slid into my warmth and wetness that felt like silk, and I felt my climax rushing up to meet me almost immediately.
“Jett,” I screamed, slightly terrified by the magnitude of the force rushing up to meet me as my orgasm hit me hard.
I grabbed onto the bar again with both hands as I rode a wave of pleasure that was ferociously taking my body over.
“Ruby!” I heard him groan as he held onto my hips and buried his cock one more time.
I would have collapsed if Jett hadn’t been there with a pair of strong arms that held me tight as I milked him to his own heated release.
I couldn’t move as I tried to recover my breath, and my body was still trembling as Jett cleaned me up, presumably with his own handkerchief, and then pulled my panties back onto my ass.
My theory was confirmed when he turned me around just in time to see him slide the hankie back into his pocket.
I stepped forward as his arms wrapped around me, and my head dropped to his shoulder.
“I can’t believe we just had a quickie on a playground like a couple of horny teenagers,” Jett said hoarsely as he nuzzled my neck.
I smiled at his words. “Are you complaining?” I asked. “I know I’m not.”
“I’m not exactly complaining, but I don’t think I’m always comfortable with the way I feel about you. You make me crazy,” he confided.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, letting him know that I felt exactly the same way.