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“I need to taste you. I want you to come on my tongue.”
“How?”
“Just climb aboard,” I teased, motioning to my mouth.
Apparently, that was all the encouragement she needed, because it did the trick. She smiled as she leaned forward and gripped the headboard. The position caused her nipples to dangle just above my mouth. I lifted my head and covered her areola with my lips. My tongue licked her tightened bud before I sucked her into my mouth, nipping her puckered flesh between my teeth the way she liked it. As my teeth sank into her nipple, she gasped a sharp intake of breath, and I felt a tremor run through her body. I loved how responsive she was to me.
Sex was not something I took lightly. Compared to most of the guys I knew, I’d had very few sexual partners. In fact, I could count all of them on one hand. I couldn’t have sex with someone I didn’t care about in some capacity, which limited my options significantly. It also meant that none of my sex was bad sex.
I truly believed that when there was an emotional connection between people, the physical was heightened. But none of my partners had ever compared to the chemistry, the intimacy, the raw eroticism that I shared with Ruby. It was unmatched.
She maneuvered further up my body as I scooted farther down on the pillow. With ninja-worthy stealth, she shifted her weight on one knee beside my head and then carefully straddled my face, causing her sex to hover a few inches above my mouth. My cock hardened as the heat from her core fanned my face. I looked up and saw the underside of her breasts as I moved my right hand to her hip to help steady her.
“Now spread your pussy and sit on my face,” I instructed gruffly.
Another tremor fluttered through her at my bold command. Her breath was shaky as her hand slid down her body and dipped between her legs, as she did as I asked. Her fingers parted her folds for me.
“Good girl.” I grinned as she lowered her sex to my mouth.
The tip of my tongue licked her slit several times. Her arousal coated my taste buds as her opening pulsed against my tongue. I took my time laving up her juices, savoring her sweet nectar. I lost myself in the act, until I felt her thighs begin to quiver against my cheeks. When they did, she leaned forward slightly, giving me access to her most sensitive spot. The new angle allowed me to concentrate my attention on her swollen clit. Within just a few flicks, she began to tremble as she whimpered desperately, “Yes, yes, yes.”
Her hips began to roll, grinding her pussy against my mouth and chin as she took her pleasure. I continued flicking the tip of my tongue over her distended nub as I watched her stomach contract and her body spasm in release while she continued whispering words of encouragement to me.
She rode out her orgasm, making love to my face, until her limbs went limp and her head fell against the headboard. After taking a deep breath, she gingerly dismounted off of me and laid down on her back beside me. I shifted so I was on my side on my uninjured shoulder to relieve some of the pressure and discomfort from lying on my back. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her closer, pressing her back against my chest as I spooned her.
I rested my injured arm on her hip. Instinctively, she arched her back and lifted her thigh. As if it were answering a homing beacon, my erection slid between her legs of its own accord. She reached down and guided the head of my cock into her opening. As soon as I felt her inner walls clamp around just the tip, my hip surged forward, driving me deep inside of her in a single decisive, forceful motion, impaling her.
She gasped at the intrusion, and for a second, I worried that I’d hurt her. But when her body began to milk, me and her gasp turned into a needy moan, that worry vanished. I began to thrust in and pull out of her with rough, aggressive strokes. With each one, I slid easier as she grew wetter and wetter.
I felt myself getting close to going up and over the edge. It was like my orgasm was a Mack truck, racing toward me at high speed. I felt powerless to stop or slow it down. I didn’t know whether it was a sex-sixth-sense or what, but I knew this climax was going to be different. Maybe this pressure-cooking heightened state of euphoria had been triggered by a near-death experience, or maybe it was just Ruby, but either way, I could feel my entire body building to a monumental, earth-shattering, mind-blowing release. And I would be damned if I was going to experience it without her.
I tried to move the hand that was underneath Ruby from her belly lower to her clit, but I couldn’t quite reach it. My fingertips grazed the triangle of hair that covered her pelvic bone, but I wasn’t able to get the angle to reach her pleasure button.
“Touch yourself,” I rasped against her ear.
She let out a small whimper at my command. Her hand brushed over mine before it slid between her legs. I could feel her inner walls clench as she made contact with her sensitive nub.
“Yes, just like that. Gentle. Good girl,” I whispered encouragements as she flicked her swollen nub.
I drove in and out of her in measured thrusts as I desperately clung to a shred of self-control, holding me back from exploding. The second I felt her body begin to tremble and her belly contract beneath my palm, velvet bolts shot from my balls as I surged into her tight canal once more and poured my seed into her. I lost myself in the torrential downpour of bliss overtaking me. My face nuzzled into Ruby’s neck, muffling my cries of abandon as I rode out my pulsing, jarring, white-hot eruption that spread through me from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. Never had I experienced such an all-consuming, blissful rapture.
Once the fog of pleasure began to clear, the realization of what I’d just done hit me like a slap in the face. Sensing the shift in my demeanor, Ruby looked over her shoulder at me.
“What? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” Her baby blue eyes registered with alarm.
“No. I just…I didn’t use protection.” I’d always used protection. Even the night I’d conceived Harper, I’d used a condom. It hadn’t worked, but I’d still used it.
“Oh, it’s okay. I’m on the pill.”
“Oh, okay. Good.” I knew that I should be relieved, but I was actually disappointed. Imagining Ruby pregnant with my child was my biggest dream come true. The thought of her not bearing my children sucker punched me in the nuts. My reaction made one thing clear: I didn’t just love Ruby; I wanted her to be my wife and the mother of my future children.
That was the last thought I had as I tightened my arm around her, closed my eyes, and fell asleep, still buried deep inside of her.
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RUBY
“Sometimes the smallest step in the right direction can end up being the biggest step of your life.” ~ Miss Dottie
