Chapter 5
Ruby couldn't hold back anymore. She threw herself into his hands. She opened her mouth to receive his kiss. Her tongue tasted his mouth to the limit. She surged her breasts into his grasp, and her ass answered the pressure of his hand to slide toward him on the seat. She hitched her hips against those fingers and drove them into her waiting cavern.
He sensed her compliance, and his hands took over. He plunged his fingers into her cunt, and her honeyed syrup surrounded his hand with glistening sparkly wetness. He touched the excited spots along her channel to drive her to dizzying delirium. He pumped his fingers against her G spot and banged them deep to the very limit of her anatomy.
She craned her thighs apart to draw him in. She surged her breast into his hands and devoured his mouth in raving ecstasy. She wanted this. She craved it. She needed it. She wanted to destroy herself and her precious propriety on this looming monster.
She lived her life as a good girl. She never did anything like this in her life. She looked down on girls who did things like this. If any of her friends at work told her they made out with the boss in the back of a limo after he picked them up at a party, she would have turned away in disgust. She would have labeled that girl a slut and a sleaze.
She wasn't disgusting, though. This moment wasn't sleazy or slutty. It was exciting and sweet and intoxicatingly good. She wasn't a slut or a sleaze. She never did anything like this before, and she would probably never do anything like it again as long as she lived. She might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
He pounded his fingers to the knuckle in her dripping slit. Ruby whimpered and whined. She couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't get him deep enough to satisfy her craving need. She humped her hips against his strokes, but it could never be enough. He slipped another finger in along with the first, but he couldn't fill her up.
He purred low and mean. “Hmm, yes, that's what you like, isn't it, baby. Oh, yeah. That's so good.”
She cried into his mouth, she ached so bad, but he only kept it up a few minutes before he pulled away. He gave her a luscious kiss and swiveled around away from her. She pleaded with her eyes. She longed for him, but he moved away.
In desperate agony, she watched him shift around in front of her. He went down on his knees on the floor. His hand trailed off her breast and came to rest on her knee. His other hand slithered out of her foaming slit to trace its slippery film down her thigh.
“Spread your legs, baby. Open up for me.” He pried her thighs apart and buried his face between them.
Ruby stared down at the back of his head. He snuffled among the alabaster flesh of her thighs, even as his two hands pushed them apart to make room for his head. He burrowed between her legs, and her thighs parted to welcome him in.
Her mouth gaped open in astonished wonder. Could this really be happening? Could that wet tongue really be delving into her juicy crevice to awaken her deepest need? Could he really be surrounding her curvy hips to cradle her ass in both hands? Could he really be fondling her ass and pulling her forward on the seat, leaning her back to spread her pussy to his ravishing caresses?
She scarcely dared believe it. Did she really want this? Did she really let herself fall so far as to go along with this? Did she really spread her legs for this....this rake? Everybody knew what a womanizing playboy Chad Archer was. He never went anywhere without some dish hanging off him in open lust. He flaunted his sexual prowess for all to see.
Ruby prided herself on being the kind of girl that never fell for that sort of man. Yet here she was, leaning back on his limo seat while he ate her out deep and hot. Her head rolled to one side, and she moaned in craven desire for it. He filled her with such primal satisfaction she couldn't disapprove of herself. She wanted this. She really, really wanted this. She wanted to gush all over his face. She wanted to buck her twitching cunt all over his cheeks and chin until she screamed out her longing.
His fists tightened around her ass. He pulled her against his face and plunged headfirst into her creamy opening. He lapped her juices with vicious strokes. He circled her clitoris until she yelped before he dropped down to probe her creases with loving care.
Ruby seethed and quaked. She never experienced anything like this when Tom licked her. He brought her to orgasm every time, like clockwork. He filled her with his fingers and banged his face against her bones until she writhed in tempestuous ecstasy, but he never fired her with thrilling excitement like this.
Chad's shoulders jutted under her thighs to lift them off the floor. He hooked her knees over his shoulders and one leg around his neck. He grabbed big handfuls of her voluptuous flesh to surround himself with her. He devoured her in animal madness.
Tom never did that. He never expressed his open desire for her. He never went crazy over her flesh and her juice and her love. He never got wet up to his neck in making her thrash and moan for it. Chad loved it. He might not love her the way Tom did, but he didn't have to tell her she was beautiful. He didn't have to tell her her sexuality was beautiful and her orgasm was beautiful. He showed her. He threw himself into it with all his passion.
In the middle of it all, he let go of her ass to drop one hand underneath her. He forked up two fingers on either side of her dripping pussy to spread her clit to his ministrations. He rubbed his fingers up and down on either side of her quivering nub and slipped them inside her spasming hole.
Ruby lunged up and collapsed back on the seat. She hurled herself against him even as she retreated in horror before her own naked desire. Every touch, every lick sent her cascading over the edge into colossal ecstasy. Her climax rose up raw and fuming before her. She didn't even try to stop it. She would cum all over his face. She would ride his mouth to angelic rapture.
He filled her pussy with his digits and attacked her clit with his tongue. He matched her rhythm until they bumped against each other in rapid succession. Ruby's cries lifted to heaven in fresh gusts of pure glory.
He brought his other around to grab her heavy breast. He gave it one squeeze and looped his fingers over her gown. He yanked the top down over her breast, and the great globe tumbled out into his hand. He pulled the gown the rest of the way down to bare both her big tits to his ravenous paw.
That's all she needed to burst forth into loud screaming climaxes. The air hit her nipples even as he grabbed them between his fingers to nag them to the peak of excitement. He moved back and forth from one to the other to give them equal attention while his fingers dove deep into her blazing cunt. His tongue lashed her to a frenzy. Her nectar spilled onto his tongue to dribble with her saliva around his hand and onto her ass.
Ruby collapsed back on the seat in liquid bliss. Her head jiggled on her rubbery neck. Her whole flesh lay bare and exposed in glowing passionate pleasure. She swam in angelic clouds of ecstasy she never knew before in her life.
Chad rose between her legs with guttural growls. He wiped his hand across his mouth and glared down at her in smoldering fury. He planted his knees on the floor and dragged her legs around his waist.
Ruby sighed in the last throes of orgasmic fulfillment. She gazed up at him through a haze. What was he, this giant standing above her with his muscles popping under his jacket? He must be some cosmic angel sent to answer her deepest desires. Maybe he was the devil sent to tempt her into sinning like this.
She no longer cared what he was. He was here, a pure raw man who desired her. He worshiped the goddess of her sexual appetites. He saw her needs and filled her up in ways she couldn't believe possible.
He brooded over her. His hands ran up and down her thighs. He massaged her quivering mound to turn her spasms into delicious warmth. He pushed her up and back on the seat with the limo's rolling movements. “I want you, baby. I want you so bad.”
He grabbed her hand and guided it between his legs. He smashed it down on the bulge in his pants. “Do you feel that? Do you feel how hard you make me? You're so beautiful. You're hot, baby. I want to fuck you right now. I want to fuck you beyond your wildest dreams.”
She could believe it. He would take her where no man ever could. He would fill her with incredible sensations she would never feel again. He would catapult her beyond her wildest dreams into a world of magic and mystery.
She never doubted that, but she couldn't let him take her. She couldn't sacrifice all these years of virginity in the back of a limo, not even with a giant like him. She just couldn't. She would have to sacrifice the rest of her life along with it if she did that.
She stared up at him. His hands filled her with delectable, fantastic images. She was a goddess. She was a demon. She was a slobbering animal. She was a craven slut and a whore. She was a shark swimming through an ocean of pleasure. She devoured anything and everything that came within her grasp.
She never considered going through with it. She let him lick her and finger her and drive her to orgasm, but that's all. She was a virgin. He probably deflowered lots of virgins in his time. She was nothing but another floozy giving her pussy to his pleasure.
He knit his brow and compressed his lips. His eyes burned in their sockets. His voice rolled out of him in brutal, snarling gasps. “Let me fuck you, baby. Let me show you what it can be like. Let me make you scream for it. You know you want to.”
He crushed her hand up and down on his rigid crotch. His cock angled sideways under his pants.
His voice broke in agony. “Can't you feel how much I want you, baby? Is that nice and hard for you? Don't you want to fuck that cock?”
She stared up at his face twisted in a mask of hideous pain. He wanted it. He wanted her. She never came face to face with a man who wanted her as bad as he did now. Tom never wanted her like this. Tom never begged her for her body like this. He accepted their limited sex life the way it was.
For the first time in her life, she understood. Their sex life might be limited, but it was also truncated, amputated, deformed. It was less than half a sex life. It might be orgasmic. It might get them through the years of virginity, but it could never truly feed them. It could never give them the life she got in the back of that limo.
She read her destiny in his eyes. She wanted it. That's all she really needed to know. She wanted a whole lot more than his fingers inside her. She wanted to experience the glorious passion of cumming all over a thick, throbbing cock. She wanted to sit on him the way that woman sat on him in the jacuzzi. She wanted to want a man bad enough to do that. She wanted to want him enough to throw away everything on a single moment.
She wanted Chad that much. She didn't want Tom that much. She wanted Chad enough to throw away everything, and this was that moment. She might never get a moment like this again. Now was the time.
She hauled herself up on the seat. He met her mouth grasping for his kiss, and both her hands dove between his legs to that pulsing shaft inside his pants. She wanted it. She wanted everything. She found the button holding his pants together, and both hands slipped inside to find his blood-swollen meat.
A tattered whine escaped him when her warm hands closed around his shaft. She circled it with knowing fingers, and her other hand continued down to cradle his balls in a tender cup. His stomach contracted against his will. His prick pulsed in her hand with every delicate stroke.
He whined under her hand, but she wasn't finished yet. She bent down and nuzzled her face against his crotch. He leaned back, and his head craned on his neck. He whispered, “Oh, Jesus.”
That's all the invitation she needed. She slipped his pants down his hips, and the wild whip snapped free to point its snake head in her face. She welcomed it with both hands and kissed its fevered tip.
Chad stroked her hair and rubbed her shoulders. “Oh, baby. Oh, my God.”
She dropped onto her side on the seat to swallow the thing into her throat. She consumed it to its limit, and his ragged moans encouraged her to suck faster. His fingers closed around the back of her neck. He laid one big hand on her head and copied her movements up and down, up and down. She took him deep, and every stroke of her lips and tongue cost him a torn gasp.
She sucked harder. Her lips created powerful suction around his veins, and his wicked length struck deep into her throat. His jizz stung, and she smelled that pungent aroma no cologne could mask. She traced down his nuts to his ass, and a hissing shudder rocked through his burly frame. His hand tightened on her neck, and he snarled through gritted teeth.
She could do this. She could make him burst his banks this way. She might be a virgin, but she knew how to suck a man's cock. He might be a business mogul and a multi-billionaire, but he was nothing more than a man, a man who needed to get off. She could make him do that.
He ran his fingers through her hair and tightened them into a fist. Ruby tensed for the explosion. He pushed her down hard on his raging cock and jammed it in against her resistance. He panted in rising passion. “Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.”
Ruby closed her eyes. Once he got off, that would be it. He would drop her off. He would go back to the party, and some other woman would turn his head.