Chapter 28

Wyatt

For a moment, I can’t hear what Ruby is saying. There’s nothing in my mind but that insane ringing. I can feel her soft fingers pressing against my hand, though, her big brown eyes looking deeply into mine.

She’s not afraid. She’s not running away. She didn’t bolt at the first sign of my poorly concealed psychosis.

Her face is so open and loving, it hurts me. I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve her.

“What?” I croak, my voice breaking in my throat. Her warm hands press my hand again.

A little half-smile plays around her mouth, and her eyes sparkle with humor.

“I said: I love you, Wyatt. You aren’t getting away from me that easily.”

Something breaks inside me. In my chest. A great torrent of emotion I refused to let myself feel.

A dark, ugly tide that sweeps my heart clean. I was holding on to all this blame, all this useless anger.

The first breath of love, real love, and it flows away like it never was.

I step forward, touching Ruby’s face, brushing back her hair. She’s so beautiful. She glows in the firelight, warm flames making her hair red and gold.

She looks up into my eyes, nodding just lightly. I kiss her softly, a bare touch of the lips. I want to do more, so much more.

But not here.

“I love you, too,” I whisper.

She puts her arms around me, wrapping it around my waist and pressing herself against my chest. She lets out a low moan as her body comes up against mine, so soft against me. She stretches up, feeling the heat between our bodies.

She feels like a livewire, glittering and sparking and lending me light. I lean over to whisper in her ear.

“I want to show you how much I love you. Please say yes. Let me try to show you—give you what we both want…have wanted for so long.”

I feel her nod, and she pulls back, smiling. Her eyes are bright, and her smile could light up the whole universe.

She squeezes my hand, and we start to run. Through the trees, back to her room.

The same room she stayed in as a girl. Where she wrote about me in her diary and laid here at night, thinking about me.

She leads me in and sits on the bed. I sit down beside her, stroking back her beautiful bright hair so I can cup her cheek in my hand.

As I lean in, she closes her eyes. Our lips touch, and my own eyes fall closed.

I fall into the sensations. Her sweet, clean smell. Her skin under my rough fingers.

The way she bows under my touch like warm water was pouring down her spine.

As I kiss her deeper, my hand cups her delicate jaw. I can feel the velvety skin behind her ear and at the edge of her neck.

My hand slides down on to her shoulder. My other arm slips around her waist.

I search deeper into her kiss with my tongue. She opens her mouth, and I feel her tongue respond to me. A small moan slips out as I pull back for a second, leaning straight back in to continue the kiss.

I put my hands on her shoulders as I pull away. Her hair is a pale cloud around her face. Her eyes are dark and mysterious.

I run my hands down her chest, feeling her hot breasts move against her blouse as she takes a deep breath.

Looking straight at me, she starts to undo her blouse. My eyes can’t stay on her face. They slip down, the lacy, pale bra slowly becoming visible beneath her busy hands.

Entranced now, eyes fixed on her beautiful skin, I push back the blouse. I put my hands on her waist and lean in with my lips and tongue. I kiss her from her neck to that gorgeous spot under her ear and down to her shoulder.

She giggles, putting her hands on the back of my head. I kiss down between her breasts, hands moving up her back to unsnap the strap. My hands push the bra up as my mouth comes in.

I slip one hot, hard nipple into my mouth and roll it on my tongue, gripping the other one tight with my hand and rubbing the nipple against my palm. Ruby cries out, gripping my head tighter.

I lean in further with my lips and graze her lightly with my teeth. She gasps, and her hand spasms against my hair. I slow down a little, teasing one nipple with my lips, then the other.

My cock is straining against my pants, throbbing, desperate to come out. I feel kind of good, holding back. It gives me a tremendous sense of power.

I’m not going to fuck this up. This is the woman I love. I just want to worship her.

I run my hands down her sides, kissing her belly. I reach the button of her pants and pop it open, sliding one hand inside.

She’s so wet, I can feel it even through the panties. I rub her clit, just lightly.

Ruby has pulled off her blouse and bra, and by the time I get her pants open, she is lying back on the bed. When I touch her clit, she moves suddenly, spine bending up as she gasps. She rocks her hips against me.

I reach up for the waistband, pulling her pants down to the knees. She wriggles to help me and slides the panties down. Everything gets stuck at her knees, and I’m too busy gazing at her beautiful pussy to get the rest of it all off.

She’s neatly waxed, with a strip of beautiful, reddish hair perfectly trimmed down the center. I lean forward, wrapping one hand around her legs and pulling her towards me as open my mouth.

My wet lips push against her pussy, and my tongue searches between the edges. She jerks against me, trying to get her legs open as I hold them tight in one arm. My tongue finds her clit, sitting high and proud, begging for me.

I lean down, devouring it, pressing it with my tongue, moving my lips against it. Ruby moans, hands clutching at the bed as she writhes.

Her knees fight against my arm, and I let her go. She opens her legs as far as she can, and her hand presses against my head.

I go deeper, tongue searching out the deeper, juicy lips. The taste of her is almost surreal. A moan slips out of me as I search deeply into her pussy with my lips and tongue.

I run my hands down her legs, pushing the pants and panties further down. The feel of her silky skin against my fingers gets me even harder. Goosebumps are rising up and down her legs.

I move back up to her clit, using my tongue and lips on it. She cries out loudly, clawing the bed again as she rocks her hips towards me. I grab her ass, kneeling on the edge of the bed, I drag her closer, lifting her up.

Holding her ass tight and squeezing it, I mouth my way back down, tongue reaching deep into her pussy. Her hand comes back to my head, urging me deeper. I use my lips and tongue to explore her, slowly.

She starts rocking her hips against me, and I put my lips and tongue back on her clit. Gently, I slide a finger into her pussy as I eat her clit.

She grips my hair, rocking her hips fiercely. Short gasps come out of her mouth.

I keep sliding with my finger, eating her clit. I keep up the pressure and momentum, letting her rock harder and faster with her hips. I can feel her pussy starting to tremble and clench from deep inside.

She goes still now, legs open, breathing hard. I put one hand on her knee and slide in a second finger. She moans, hands covering her face. I smile against the wet lips of her pussy.

She’s loving it. I can’t believe this. She’s beautiful, and she wants me so much. My cock strains harder at my pants, throbbing, aching to come out.

No way. This one’s all for Ruby.

With sure, long strokes of my finger into her pussy, I alternate pressure on her clit with my lips and my tongue. I feel the tremors running over her whole body, the clenching and writhing of her deep inner muscles guiding me.

Suddenly, she grabs my head, gasping and moaning. She rubs my tongue on her clit, and I pump her harder with my fingers until the gushing, throbbing hotness of her orgasm splashes on my face.

She shudders all over, going still. I take my lips off her clit and can’t resist licking her pussy a bit more. She moans as my tongue goes deep inside, and I feel some more tremors starting for my trouble.

I’m not just going to stop at one. I want her to have orgasm after orgasm—and I won’t be satisfied until she is.