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)
Practically quaking with all the adrenaline and excitement coursing through me, I push on the vibrating dildo a touch more, ever so gently, and Ruby turns into a feral animal on me.
“More vibration? Yes?”
“Yesss,” she hisses. “Give me all the vibration.”
“Baby steps, baby.” I love calling her baby. It’s my favorite thing. During sex itself is the only time the word feels casual enough for a supposed fling, though, so I force myself not to slip up and use it any other time.
“I want you inside me,” Ruby rasps out. “I want to feel completely filled up.”
“Patience.” I honestly don’t know where I’m getting this shit. I’ve never done this before, either. But Ruby doesn’t need to know that.
I continue working her clit with my thumb, round and round, while working her G-spot with my fingers inside her and keeping Bruno in place with my free hand. All I’m trying to do is get her to the bitter edge, so she comes when I fuck her. But to my thrill, she comes again. And this time, holy shit, she squirts all over my hand inside her.
“Kendrick,” she gasps out. “Help me. Fuck me. Save me.”
I laugh. She’s sweaty. Glistening with it. Flushed, too. And it’s plain to see she’s no longer here, in her usual form. Her brain is off; her body is now in complete control. And by God, her body wants one thing, like her lungs need air to breathe.
I slide my fingers into my mouth to taste the liquid sweetness that squirted out of Ruby a moment ago, but when that taste of pure heaven shoves me dangerously close to the edge, I force myself to ignore my trophy for now so I won’t let her down again like I did in Reed’s laundry room. After taking several deep breaths to get myself under control, I push the dildo in again, if only slightly. And I’ll be damned, Ruby’s turned-on body receives Bruno’s latest entreaty like welcoming an old friend.
The vibrating toy is now in position to stay put inside her while I fuck her. And now that we’ve reached this milestone, I can’t wait another second, another breath, another heartbeat.
“I’m gonna fuck you now,” I gasp out, my voice strained and desperate. “Yes?”
“Yes. Fuck yes. Yes, yes, yes.”
Shaking, spasming, trembling with anticipation and greed, I crawl on top of her splayed body, find my target with my fingers, and slowly sink myself inside her extra-tight wetness. Thanks to Bruno, she’s throttling me as I enter her, practically strangling my dick, the deeper I get. And it feels so fucking good.
Ruby’s been moaning and groaning since my tip entered her. But once I’m all the way in, and she feels the sensation of her body being completely filled up in a whole new way, her body language makes it clear she’s in downright ecstasy. Euphoric. Enraptured. And that’s even before I’ve started fucking her.
When I start moving in and out of her, carefully, while concentrating hard on not coming through every stroke, Ruby lets out a growl that’s so unhinged and hot, so utterly wild and untethered, my aching balls tighten against my body in response, preparing to unleash their load.
“Kendrick,” Ruby gasps out. “Kendrick. Kendrick.” At least ten times, Ruby says my name, with each pronunciation becoming more and more ragged and frantic, until finally, she groans one final, frenzied time and comes so hard, warm fluid gushes out of her and around my cock. She came like this earlier, yes, but this time, she’s a dam breaking. A rushing river carving a new path. Emotionally. Physically. Metaphorically. In every way, she’s breaking free, like she’s crossed into some new dimension of pleasure. Either that, or that was some amazing weed, and I’m going to buy only that particular strain for the rest of my goddamned life.
Not surprisingly, I can’t hang on through her cataclysmic orgasm. Frankly, it’s a miracle I’ve lasted this long. As I release, my entire body jolts and flops; my vision blurs and fills with stars. I’ve done to myself what I promised to Ruby earlier: I’ve taken myself to a whole new place. One where I’m not only seeing God, I’m getting a high-five from him. No, a kiss. A medal of honor. The answers to all the mysteries of the universe.
But since all good things must come to an end, my ecstasy doesn’t last forever, and neither does Ruby’s. When we’re both finally still and quiet, other than our ragged, fitful breathing, I pull myself and Bruno out of her, crawl between her legs, and lick and suckle every drop of sweet fluid off her while she hums and coos and rambles incoherently about how amazing that felt. How supernatural and glorious.
“You’re a superhero, Kendrick,” she purrs, as I move from limb to limb, untying her. “A magician. A wizard. No, a god.”