Chapter 28
CHAPTER 28
BECKETT
W ith one hand resting on Ruby’s thigh, Beckett headed back toward Charleston. And when Ruby squeezed her legs together, a soft whimper escaping her lips, he grinned.
“Something wrong, baby?”
“You know exactly what’s wrong, you sadist.”
Stroking the worn denim of her jeans with the tips of his fingers, he glanced over at her. “I would have thought you would be a bit more respectful under the circumstances, little girl.”
“Sorry. It’s, um, just been a long day.”
“I’m sure it has.” He let his fingers drift just a little higher, closer to where he knew damn well she was still soaking fucking wet for him. “I’d be a bit cranky too if I had to spend all day on edge, waiting for permission to come. But you’ve been such a good, patient girl for me, Ruby. So I’m going to let you choose.”
“Choose what?”
“Where I fuck you when I get you back in my bed. Ass or pussy, Ruby? What’s it gonna be?”
“Oh.” The word was breathless, barely a whisper. “Um. Can I be perfectly honest?”
“Always.”
“I don’t really care where or how you fuck me as long as I get to come. Sooner rather than later, please.” Shifting slightly in her seat, she tilted her head, watching him with those big brown eyes. “Where do you want to fuck me… Daddy?”
He had to grip the steering wheel against the wave of need that slammed into him at her question. “I’d be lying if I say I haven’t been dreaming about fucking that gorgeous ass of yours all damn night, Ruby Red.”
“Then that’s what I want.” Leaning over she reached for him, cupping his throbbing length through his dress pants and giving him a gentle squeeze. “I just want to please you, Sir.”
Fuck it. Home was too damn far away.
Jerking the wheel, he guided the car onto the shoulder and slowed to a stop. Beside him, Ruby’s eyes were wide in the dark.
“What are you doing?”
He shoved the gearshift into park and grabbed her ponytail, wrapping the thick lengths of it around his fist. “Letting you please me. Unzip my pants, Ruby.”
“Oh, but, I meant?—”
Tugging on her hair, a dark thrill shot through him at her strangled gasp. “I know what you meant, little girl. You meant to take some of your power back. You meant to prove two can play at the edging game. And you’re about to learn that in this game, Daddy always wins. Now, do as you’re told before I decide to get mean.”
“Y-yes, Sir.”
A moment later, he felt the familiar tug of his zipper sliding down, and then the sheer relief of his cock being freed from the confines of his pants. Using Ruby’s ponytail for leverage, he pulled her head down. “I expect you to swallow every drop, little girl. If a single drop of Daddy’s cum ends up anywhere but in your belly, you will not be allowed to come when I fuck that pretty little ass of yours. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl. Open wide.”
God damn her mouth felt amazing. Hot and wet, with the added pressure of her tongue swirling around the sensitive head of his cock. Groaning, he let his head fall back as he held her in place, forcing her to take him deep into her mouth as she teased and sucked.
“Fuck, baby. Just like that. That’s my good fucking girl.”
To his delight and amusement, his praise seemed to spur her on. Her head bobbed up and down faster, and when she hollowed her cheeks around the length of him, he swore he saw stars.
“Do you like that, pretty little Ruby? You like being Daddy’s good girl? Taking Daddy’s cock down your throat on the side of the road?”
A soft hum vibrated through his cock and he let out another long groan. “I’m so fucking close, baby. Don’t forget to swallow every single drop.”
It was an almost embarrassingly short time later when he felt his balls tighten and his cock swell inside her mouth. Holding her in place, he emptied himself down her throat, the edges of his vision going black when she greedily swallowed, the muscles of her throat contracting around the sensitive tip of his cock.
When he was certain she’d drained him of every drop, he gave her ponytail a gentle tug, pulling her back up to a sitting position. Even in the dark, he could see the flush on her cheeks, the excitement sparkling in those beautiful brown eyes.
“Such a good girl,” he murmured, brushing his thumb over her swollen bottom lip. “Now I can take my time when I fuck your pretty bottom. Let’s get home, Ruby Red.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
Ruby
God, that had been… exhilarating . Even more so than when she’d nearly gotten caught fingering herself in the bathroom for him. Maybe because they were actually out in the open, maybe because he’d been unquestioningly in charge and had stripped her so completely of her free will. Whatever the reason, her heart was still beating a little too hard, a little too fast when they pulled into his driveway.
And that same heart did a little jump when he took her hand to help her out of the car. Pulling her to her feet, he raised her hand to his lips, brushing a soft kiss over the knuckles that sent a shiver racing down her spine.
“You are the most stunning creature I’ve ever seen,” he murmured. “Even more so because I can still smell your arousal on your fingers, and it reminds me what a good girl you’ve been for me all night.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
With her hand still clasped in his, he led her up the front stairs and into the house. Stopping only to hang his keys on the hook in the entryway, one of those little habits that amused her to no end now that she knew how particular he was. Even when he was on a mission to bury his cock in her ass, he had time to put things in their place.
Perhaps that was why he was so good at putting her in her place.
Stifling a giggle at the thought, she followed him into his bedroom, where he stopped and turned to face her. “My pretty little Ruby,” he murmured, lifting one hand to cup her cheek in a move so unexpectedly sweet it had the butterflies in her stomach doing somersaults. “Before we begin, I have a question.”
“I may have an answer,” she replied with a teasing smile.
“Hmmm. Perhaps that was my answer. I was going to ask if you’ve learned your lesson about giving smartass responses when Daddy asks you a question.”
Fuck. That was why he’d been torturing her all day, wasn’t it? She’d honestly forgotten what she’d done other than knowing she’d poked the bear that morning and the bear had been rather grumpy about it. “I’m sorry, Daddy. Yes, I’ve learned my lesson.”
“Hmm. I suppose that remains to be seen. But lucky for you, I’m feeling rather generous tonight. So as long as you can continue being a good girl for me, you’ll be allowed to come with your bottom stuffed full of Daddy’s cock. Strip.”
He stepped away as he gave the order, turning his back on her to step into his closet. She took the opportunity to press a hand to her chest, where her heart was doing its best to jump right out.
A minute. She just needed a minute for her system to settle, since it never seemed to quite get there when he was around.
She took as long as she dared before following his orders to strip. Off went the pretty blue sweater and her jeans, so that when he stepped back out of the closet she was clad in nothing but her bra and underwear.
Thank god she’d had the foresight to put on a matching set that morning.
Pausing in front of her, Beckett raked his gaze down her body, then back up to her face, his hungry eyes meeting hers. “Gorgeous. As always.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Finish getting undressed, and then I want you on my bed. Lying on your back, your hands over your head.”
On her back? Heat infused her cheeks as she unhooked her bra and tossed it into the pile with her sweater and jeans. On her back meant she would have to watch him as he…
Still flush with humiliation and need, she stripped her panties off and climbed up onto the bed, positioning herself as instructed. Beckett, she realized with a sudden, sharp ache in her clit, had also stripped down to his birthday suit while she’d finished getting undressed. Now he stood beside the bed, in all his ripped, muscley glory, and he grinned down at her as he held up a set of leather restraints. “I want you completely at my mercy the first time I fuck your bottom.”
After everything she’d been through, it should have sounded more threatening than it did. And her body sure as hell shouldn’t be positively humming with need the way it was.
But here she was, primed and ready, on the verge of begging him to get on with it already as he wrapped the cool leather around her wrists. The chain between the restraints hooked onto a ring on his headboard she’d never noticed before.
“You really are fucking perfect,” he said as he knelt between her splayed thighs. “Laid out for Daddy like this, your little cunt just dripping all over the bed. Such a messy thing, aren’t you, baby?”
“I’m… sorry?”
“Don’t ever apologize for the way your body responds to me. Sheets can be washed.” As if to drive his point home, he brushed his thumb over her swollen, aching clit, his smile deepening when she arched up into his touch with a gasp. “I love how wet and needy you are for me, Ruby Red. And I can’t wait to see how much of a mess you can make all over me. Now, relax for me, baby. I’m going to take your plug out.”
It was always odd, trying to force her muscles to loosen when a plug was going in or coming out. At the slightest touch, her body instinctively tightened, even when the object was being removed. But she did her best as he slowly worked the plug from her bottom, though she did whine a bit when the widest part of it stretched her open again.
“Shh, baby. You’re all right. Daddy won’t hurt you.” A low, deep chuckle vibrated in his chest. “At least, not any more than you can handle.”
Fuck, that was hot. Hotter than it had any right to be, and the need she’d been battling all day ramped up so high it threatened to scramble her brains.
When the plug had been removed and set aside again, Beckett wrapped his hands around her ankles, placing them on his shoulders as he positioned the tip of his cock at her tender hole. His dark gaze locked on hers as he pushed inside her, just a little, stretching her far more than the plug had ever managed.
“Breathe for me, baby. If you pass out, you’ll miss all the fun.”