Chapter 7
Torch
My dick is misbehaving and wants to take her again as her slippery body slides along mine in the sudsy tub. She sighs, and he throbs between our bodies. My legs surround her, with her back to my chest; high, full breasts peeking through the bubbles of her lightly rose-scented bath water.
“Princess, you need to stop right now.” I hold her tighter against my body.
“I can’t stop moving. I want you again.” She tips her head back, tilting it to look up at me. “I feel so empty now,” Ruby confesses.
I can’t stop myself. I wrap my hand around her throat, applying slight pressure, as I lean down and fit my lips to hers.
Ruby opens instantly, and my tongue plunges into her mouth.
Both of us move at the same time. She twists around, and I throw her legs over mine so she’s straddling me on her knees.
Her delicate hand gripping my cock while guiding me to her entrance causes me to pull away and moan long and loud.
Her soft, firm grip makes my cock throb viciously.
Right here. This moment is all I’ve ever dreamed of wanting with her. Just us.
Ruby’s body sinks down on my cock, and I open my eyes to find her face screwed up slightly; still in pain but wanting me. Not willing to stop until I’m fully seated inside her delicious body.
She slowly starts to gyrate, the water and bubbles sliding along our skin as I concentrate on her face, and I’m entranced by her beauty and desire to please herself and me. She’s solely focused on moving along my cock, and all I can do is stare.
When her eyes lock with mine, her pupils are blown wide, overtaking their golden iris color, and her lips part as she pants through them.
Leaning up, I lick her lips before my tongue slides down her neck.
My teeth latch onto her tender flesh, biting down hard enough to leave a mark, and she cries out.
Her movements become erratic and faster, so I tighten my grip around her waist, slowing her down to savor the drag of my cock through her pussy.
Ruby’s arms are wrapped around my neck, her nails digging into my scalp. She tightens her internal muscles as she throws her head back and cries out, “Yes, please, Ben, give it to me harder.”
Her plea makes me pummel her more viciously onto my cock, and water sloshes over the side of the tub.
She leans forward, taking my lips this time, and brushes her breasts against my chest while shifting her hips in a twist that makes my eyes roll to the back of my head as I groan at the glory of her.
“What the fuck was that, princess?” I growl as she continues writhing in this erotic pattern.
“I took belly dancing classes with Evie last summer.”
“Hell yeah. Keep doing that.” I move her harder…
faster, her dance moves working wonders on me.
Both of us cry out as I come deep inside, knowing she’s being filled up with my sperm.
“I’m fucking going to put my baby in your belly, beautiful.
” Her body lies against mine, both of us breathing heavily.
Ruby shifts to sit up and winces. Lifting her, I guide her off my cock that now lies semi-erect against my body. With her around naked, I’ll never be soft. And I know that, like I know I’ll never allow her to leave me again.
My girl stays sitting on my thighs, her hands rub across my chest, checking out the tattoo.
“I wasn’t raped. I didn’t tell anyone because what they planned to do haunted me for a long time.
I still can’t see a nightstick or baton without thinking about it.
” She flinches at the memory. “As he was trying to breach my body with the handle of it, I got a grip on my shoe and used it as a weapon just like you, Judge, and Spike taught me to do… Use anything I can as a weapon. I shoved it into his eye, and when he jerked back, that’s when I tried to escape.
” She pauses, drawing in a deep breath, and I lift her chin.
I don’t remember killing anyone with an eye injury. This must be the fifth man she rarely talks about.
“You don’t have to continue, princess, if you don’t want to.” I give her the out, but she shakes her head. She’s being pulled back to that place, and I don’t want her to go there, so I rub my hands against her thighs, up her back, and over her arms.
“No. I must finish telling you everything that happened. That’s when he tried to cut my throat but missed.
I lay there in the dirt waiting for them to leave before getting up and aiming for the woods.
I still don’t understand why they came back, but they did.
If it hadn’t been for the wild rose bushes and thistles I’d fought my way through, they would have come after me. ”
“I’m so glad you got away. Every day I’m thankful it was me that came across you. But why didn’t you just tell us?”
“Like I said before, I was traumatized. What I went through was bad enough. I still have nightmares. Mom knew, though; she said we’d never mention it.
We just didn’t confirm or deny it. That way you’d never know for sure.
She told me it was better to leave the assumption wide open than for you to know the reality that I was going to be gang raped. ”
Sliding my hands along her neck, I use my thumbs to keep her chin tipped up while tugging her closer to my body. “I’m just glad you lived.” I kiss her softly, then tuck her against my chest. We stay in the tub for a bit longer until it chills, then I carry her to the shower and clean her up.
Ruby
Sitting at the end of the dock with Moea lying next to me, I look across the water.
The chilly air makes me shiver, but the quiet of the lake calms my nerves.
Finally getting the chance to take in the scenery, I’m pretty sure where we are—just over the border in Massachusetts, on Wallum Lake.
I recognize it because my parents used to bring us here to camp when I was a little girl.
Moea rises, but her tail wags, so I know it’s Ben approaching.
As soon as his booted feet hit the wooden dock, I hear them clomp along, but I don’t turn.
I’m in a pair of his sweatpants and his flannel shirt, with my Ugg boots sitting next to me and my feet hanging over the side.
Every so often I dip my toes into the water, but mostly I’ve just been sitting here thinking.
I slept with Ben. He wants to get me pregnant.
Says he’s always wanted me, but what about Barbie?
He swore he wasn’t with any club bunnies; still, I wonder.
He’s such a virile man; would he be abstinent without me?
He’s woken me up every morning with his mouth or hands on me.
How could he not need that if I weren’t around?
His confession to only being with one woman rolls through my mind. Barbie lied about their relationship.
Stopping behind me, Ben sits down and wraps his body around mine. I lean into him, basking in his warmth and comfort.
“It’s cold out here, baby. You should have more clothes on,” he scolds, but I just giggle softly.
“You can’t help bossing me around, can you?” I tip my head back and look up to him. He kisses my forehead.
“I’ll always take care of you. It’s my job.”
“Why?” I honestly want him to answer me.
“Like I keep telling you, I’ve known for a very long time you were mine. I truly want to take care of you.”
“Not because my brother or father asked you to?”
“Never. I only said that ‘cuz I knew it would piss you off and you’d walk away from me. I promised to give you space.”
“Who did you promise?”
He stares out over the lake, avoiding eye contact, and I can tell he’s about to lie.
“I promised myself.”
Who’s he protecting? I bet it’s my brother or father.
“I made coffee. Would you like me to make some breakfast?” I ask.
Yesterday, we stayed in bed most of the time, only snacking periodically throughout the day. We couldn’t get enough of each other, and when I woke up this morning, I was surprised I was able to sneak out without waking him up.
“You cook?” he chuckles as I smack his chest.
“You know I do.”
He stands, then bends down to lift me up. I grab my boots and hold onto them as he strides back to the cabin.
We’re in a remote area of the lake, surrounded by thick forest trees, so I can’t tell if there are neighbors, but I lean my head against Ben’s shoulder, assured he won’t let anything happen to me. He’s always been protective that way.
After a hearty breakfast, I explore the cabin while Ben talks on the phone with someone. I’m sure it’s Spike or whoever he got this cabin from. He said it wasn’t associated with the club or either of our names, so Justin won’t be able to find us.
I need to tell Ben I know it’s the Albanians following me. I’m just glad we were able to get away from them before we got here. He did circle back and change direction a few times to check for tails.
In my search, I come across an empty room and decide it’ll be the perfect place to set up a studio to finish my project.
Walking back to the main room, I grab my covered canvas and portable easel and set them up in my new space.
Staring at what I’ve done on the canvas so far, I contemplate what else I want to put into it.
“What’s that?” Ben’s voice startles me from my thoughts.
“A project for my art class. I need to get it done and turned in.”
“You’ll have to do a virtual login through a VPN. Mal said he’d help you get it figured out when you’re ready to work on that.”
Turning to Ben, I decide it’s time to have some of the serious conversation that’s needed. “First, I know you want to get me pregnant, but I want to finish college. So, we’re going to have to figure that out.”
“You can do virtual or distance classes. I’m not going to have you back in Eastport. Not with those other people following you.”
“Only if it’s offered.” I concede on this. I don’t want Luan to find me. My father was assured that he’d never return, but I worry because they never said they’d kill him.
Ben stalks toward me and takes me in his arms, his hands settling on my flat stomach. “Princess, you could already have my baby in there. Every time we’ve fucked, I’ve been bare.”
“I know, but I really want to get my degree. I want my own art gallery, even if it’s just a small one in Jupiter where I promote local artists and myself. Please?”
“I would never want you to give up your dreams.” Ben kisses the top of my head. “I’m fairly certain your brother is going to try to keep Evie with him.”
“Evie wants to live in a small town; she’ll like it.”
“You don’t want to live in Jupiter anymore?” I can hear the worry in his voice as he pulls back to look me in the face, lifting my chin.
“I do want to live in Jupiter still. I wouldn’t dream of taking you away from the club. Besides, there is no place I’d rather raise our kids.”
“So, you’ll stay with me?”
“Yeah. I don’t want anyone else either. But you better find me a new tattoo artist because I doubt I could get Erika or Wryan to move to Jupiter.”
Ben chuckles deeply, and I love the sound of it. “I can do that, baby. For you, princess, I’ll do anything.”
He lifts me into his arms, and we end up making love on the sofa in the living room.