CHAPTER NINE
Cruise
I’m dreaming, wrapped in the fogginess of whatever my subconscious wants me to know. My mouth is slanted, claiming the mouth of another, my fingers are thrust into hair I know, blonde and a mass of curls, as I tilt her face to the side so I can get in deeper.
“Caleb,” she moans, and as I feel her hands at my biceps, I know this isn’t a dream.
“Ruby,” I hiss as I feel her legs part, allowing me to slide in between them.
Sometime in the afternoon we’ve spent sleeping, we’ve rolled toward one another and started kissing. The kissing must have been going on for a while, because my cock is hard, pressing against the zipper of my jeans, and as I pry my eyes open I see love bites on her chest and neck. The belt at my waist is undone, and the button on my jeans has been popped. I’m thick against my boxers, searching for her core.
“Don’t stop,” she whispers as I lever myself away from her body. With the admission, she’s bold, reaching back for me. “I’ve wanted this all night while we talked. I initiated while you were asleep,” she admits as she wraps her legs around me.
She may have initiated, but I’m sure as fuck gonna finish it. I don’t have as much control as I like to have as I reach in between us and work on pushing both sets of clothing we’re wearing down. I may have teased her earlier, but now she’s teasing the fuck out of me. Somehow I strip us both of the barriers between us and manage to reach into my jeans to grab the condom I keep there for those “just in case” times.
“Take off your shirt.” My voice is strangled as I push the latex down over my length. When she’s left in just her bra, I realize I want that gone, too. “Bra too, let me see you Ruby.”
Her gaze is on my thick hardness as she takes the bra off, licking her lips as she sees me give myself a few strokes. “God, I can’t wait.” Her eyes are hooded.
“I can’t either.” I push up on my knees, allowing her to fall back against the pillows. “How long has it been for you?” I ask her before I position myself at her entrance, my fingers in front of my cock.
“Few months.” She bites her lip as I slowly work a finger inside her. She accepts it, moaning as I push all the way in. “Keep going,” she begs.
With two fingers, and then three fingers down, I know she’s ready. And I definitely know I’m ready. Removing my hand, I slowly press into her, and we both moan, straining against each other. “Feels so good, so tight around me,” I pant against her neck.
Her nails score up and down my back as she pulls me closer to her, and as she opens wider, I know I’m completely lost to this woman.
Ruby
There’s a part of me that really should be ashamed. I knew he was asleep, knew I was playing with fire when I started kissing his neck and rubbing against his stomach. I’ve never been the type of person to literally take what I want, but I want Caleb, and I know he wants me too. So when he responded, I gave myself a small pat on the back.
Now though? I know I’m in over my head. No one else has ever played my body the way this man is. Ever made me feel like I could break apart with just a few thrusts, and here I am, opening wider, giving him more access to my body.
“Don’t stop,” I beg him. Most of the guys I’ve been with always stop before it feels really good. But with Caleb, it’s been feeling magnificent for a while. “Please don’t stop.”
“I’m not going to, Red, not until you come all over me,” he whispers darkly in my ear.
Reaching up, he grasps my hand and pulls it down in between us where we’re connected. “Make yourself feel good, Ruby, show me what you like.”
Getting over the embarrassment I would normally feel when asked to do things like this, because I want it so fucking much, I reach down and work my clit as he presses into and then pulls out of my body.
“Yeah, loosen up for me, let yourself go there,” he encourages me.
When I lift my eyes up to his, I see him looking down to where I’m working myself. He’s propped up on his arms, watching everything that’s going on between us, his eyes glued to where we’re connected. The flush of his face says he likes what he sees.
“You like it?” I ask, surprised at the question coming from in between my lips.
“Fucking turns me on, can’t you tell?” His length grows, presses deeper into me.
I wonder what would happen if I took my other free hand and cupped my breast with it. With that idea in my head, I do exactly what I’m thinking, but before I do, I reach forward to his mouth, holding a finger up to his lips. He obliges sucking it deep, twirling his tongue around it, before letting me go. Knowing I have his attention, I make a production out of bringing that finger to my nipple, flicking it, circling around it, and moaning deeply as I arch my back. The show I’m putting on for him is turning me on too as I see his eyes darken, as I feel his pace quicken.
I realize that we’re both in the driver’s seat for each other. Hooking my legs tighter around his waist, I bounce against him, thrust up, closing my eyes and throw my head back. I’m feeling him touch, rub, and slide along every part of my body, letting him and my fingers play me like an orchestra.
“Ruby, you’re so fucking hot.” His hand goes to my other breast, palming it as he buries himself deeply inside of me.
No one has ever called me hot before, and hearing it come off his lips is enough to turn me on even more. “You’re hot too,” I whisper. “Everything about you.”
When the pace quickens again, his angle changes, hitting a spot inside my body that no one else has ever managed to reach. “Oh fuck, Caleb, right there!”
With a few more thrusts, I feel his body stiffen, and as he pulses into the condom, I’m right there with him. We’re both moaning, groaning, scratching, and completely decimated by what we’ve experienced as we lay beside each other, trying to slow our breathing.
Eventually there’s a sound that breaks into my conscious. “Caleb, is that your alarm?”
“Oh fuck.” He scrambles, trying to find where the noise is coming from.
The sheets and covers, along with our clothes are everywhere, and eventually we find his phone under his jeans, which are under the bed. The alarm has been going off for over an hour, and he’s officially late. There’s two missed calls, and he’s trying like hell to get rid of the condom and put his pants on.
“I hate to run, Ruby, I really do, but fuck I’m late.”
I laugh as I watch him try to put his clothes back on and kiss me at the same time. “I wish I had the whole afternoon here with you.” He cups my face.
“I understand. You’ve gotta go. I’ll see you soon?”
He nods, before his face gets serious and he stops rushing. He palms my neck and forces my eyes to meet his. “I don’t take what we did here lightly, and just because I have to rush off doesn’t mean shit in the grand scheme of things. Thank you for giving me a piece of you.”
I lean in kissing him on those lips of his. “Thanks for giving me a piece of you too.”
He blushes, the first time I’ve ever seen him do that, before he goes back to putting his clothes on and then rushes off to work. When the door closes, I lean back against my bed and smile the biggest smile ever. I’m a supremely happy woman.