Total pages in book: 126
Estimated words: 121916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121916 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 610(@200wpm)___ 488(@250wpm)___ 406(@300wpm)
When my fingers reach soft fabric, I discover the crotch of Ruby’s panties is damp and warm to my touch. Shuddering at the sensation, I take several deep breaths to keep my balls from going rogue and prematurely ending this fantasy come to life, and when I’m sure I’m under control again, I gently stroke the warm, damp fabric with hungry fingers, making her moan and shudder. Up and down, my fingers go, teasing her, making her crazy and desperate for more.
“Oh, God,” Ruby croaks out. “Fuck me, Kendrick. Fuck me now.”
The desperation in her voice, combined with her shocking command and my name on her lips, makes my eyelids flutter and my balls tighten yet again with the desperate urge to release. I’m drowning in pre-cum at this point. I can feel it coating my tip, dripping down my shaft, and screaming at me, forcefully, to get inside her.
But no. Fuck no.
This is all about Ruby. About making sure she doesn’t regret her decision. By its very nature, a fling is about nothing but sex. Which means the sex better be out of this world amazing, or there’s really no point at all. At least, from her perspective.
Again, I fight tooth and nail to get myself under control. And when I win the battle with my inner teenager, I push the moist fabric of Ruby’s panties aside and slide two ravenous fingers inside the warm, wet nirvana between her legs.
As my fingers slide inside her, Ruby arches her back and groans deeply with pleasure, prompting me to grip the dryer with my free hand to keep myself from losing my legs from under me. I can’t believe I’m touching Ruby’s pussy. The pussy I’ve always fantasized about because it’s owned by the only girl I’ve ever loved. The thought makes my cock twitch and my balls tighten again, so I banish the thought and focus on the glorious task at hand. Or rather, the pussy at hand. The magical pussy that’s so fucking wet, it’s making heavenly sloshing noises in response to the movements of my fingers inside her.
Now that my fingers are slick with Ruby’s wetness, I get to work on her swollen clit. I swirl it around and around in languid circles at first, while continuing to kiss her lips, nip at her neck, and palm her cheek with my free hand, all the while whispering into her ear that I’m dying to fuck her.
As Ruby spirals higher and higher into pleasure, I tell her the sight of her in that dress tonight made my dick rock-hard. I tell her the way she danced and screamed while I was performing onstage, wailing her name, almost made me come in my pants. “That’s why I stopped playing ‘Shaynee,’ mid-song,” I admit breathlessly. “Because I was so turned on, I couldn’t concentrate anymore.”
Ruby likes that revelation. Her moans and shudders make that clear enough.
As one hand continues working her clit, I slide my other inside her to work her G-spot, and the effect is easy to surmise: she’s now arrived at the bitter cusp of what’s sure to be a powerful orgasm.
I lean my lips into her ear while continuing my methodical assault between her legs with both hands. “When I finally get to fuck you, I’m gonna do it from behind, so I can spank your hot little ass.” It’s now clear my non-existent song, and the secret fantasies Ruby imagines are contained within it, are a massive turn-on for her. So, I’m figuring the tactic will work wonders. And I’m right. In fact, I’m a genius. The second the word “spank” leaves my mouth, Ruby’s intimate muscles surrounding my fingers tighten sharply, gearing up for release.
“That’s it,” I coo. “Let go, baby. Come for me.”
“Fuck me, Kendrick,” Ruby rasps out, gasping for air and gripping my bare neck.
“First, you’re gonna come for me,” I growl out.
“I can’t . . . I can’t get there,” she blurts. “Fuck me. Come on.”
I don’t know why she’s saying that when her body is so plainly telling me the opposite. Yes, every woman is a unique puzzle to unlock; I know that very well. But I’ve never once gotten a woman this soaking wet before, while her clit is this swollen and engorged, and her moans and pants and sounds are this desperate and increasingly unhinged, and then also felt the telltale squeeze of those intimate muscles, and then not made her come within minutes. As a matter of fact, based on what Ruby’s body is now telling me, I’d bet every dime in my fat bank account she’s going to get there in a matter of seconds.
“Oh, you’re gonna get there,” I coo. “Fuck yeah, you are, pretty baby. Right fucking now.” I lean down and lick her nipple as my hands continue their work. And when that doesn’t do the trick, I nibble on her.