Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
RUBY
I think back to one of the first nights I was with Caleb, when I tell him to sit on the bed, my mind flashes back.
This man constantly turns me on and makes me want to explore the edges I have within myself. I want to be the first, the last, and the only thing he thinks of. So I feel slightly that there is a challenge that’s been thrown down when he tells me what happened in this house with his high school girlfriend. That’s on me, not on him, but I still want to blow his mind. It’s a point of personal pride.
“Trust me, Caleb, whatever I do, is something I want to do. To prove to myself I can, and to prove to myself that there aren’t any boundaries between us.”
He inhales deeply, the inhale sharp and encompassing his whole body. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, baby, but if you want to prove something to yourself, far be it from me to stop you.”
I fumble with the buckle of his belt, but I eventually get it unhooked, and his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped. A sly smile on my face, I lean in, claiming his lips for my own, before I pull away and work my way down his body. When I realize how tall he is, will encumber what I have planned, I get up off the couch and kneel in front of it, He gets the idea, sitting up so that his legs are spread with me in the middle.
“Remember you don’t have to do this.” He cups my neck in his hand as he situates himself, pulling his jeans and boxers down.
His cock stands erect before me, hard and tall. Licking my lips, I lean forward, grasping the base and closing my lips around the head, testing the resistance against my tongue.
“Son of a bitch, Red,” he groans out as his head falls against the back of the couch and he spreads his legs farther, putting his feet flat on the floor. “Baby.” He tangles his fingers through my hair, as I come up and then go back down.
Using my tongue, I lick down and then up, circling the head, before I pull my mouth off and use my hand to jack the length while I glance up at him. Our eyes meet, and my body heats up as I see what I’ve done to him. “Feel good?”
“Fucking amazing.” His eyes are already hooded, chest already heaving, and I can tell how excited he is. It’s obvious he’s a fan of head, and I can’t believe he’s never told me.
Taking him down my throat, he moans loudly, pushing his hips up at the same time.
“Shhhh,” I giggle. “Don’t wake up Kelsea.”
“If you knew how warm, wet, and absolutely amazing your mouth felt around my dick, you’d know it’s almost impossible to keep the sounds to myself. God, you get it so wet.” His head lolls against the couch as he digs his fingers in my hair.
Lifting my eyes up to his, I pull his cock out of my mouth, my hand around the base. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, he likes to be in control. “Show me, Caleb. Show me what you want.”
His eyes darken and those fingers in my hair grip harder as he pushes me down on his length. The excitement of proving to him what I can do helps me take him deep. Saliva helps to lubricate his way as he pushes his hips up and my head down.
“Yeah, Ruby, just like that.” He pushes my hair back from my face, moving his hand down to my jaw, tilting me the way he wants me to go.
Turning my head to the side, I make a huge production of taking him, as my eyes flutter up to his. I feel like a fucking porn star as I put on a show for him.
“Oh God, yeah, look at me as you take my cock down your throat. Get it wet, Red,” he encourages as our pace picks up. My jaw hurts because he’s so large, so thick in my mouth.
Pulling him loose, I pant heavily. “You’re so thick, my jaw.” I point, my chest heaving, my heart pounding.
He chuckles as he grips the end of his cock, lazily stroking it as he glances down at me. “I never wanna hurt you,” he assures.
And I never wanna leave him wanting. Reaching to the hem of my shirt, I grasp it, pulling it over my head, before I pull the cups of my bra down.
“Oh fuck, Red, seriously?”
Leaning with my hand against the back of the couch, I dangle my nipples in front of him. He grabs one in his mouth, twirling his tongue around the peak. Taking my knees again, I lean over his cock, grasping the sides of my tits.
“Oh fucking shit,” he moans deep in his throat as I enclose his hard length in between my flesh and start to move up and down around his cock.
Another thing I’ve learned about Caleb is he’s very visual and he’s a very dirty boy. He likes sex, he doesn’t mind getting messy, and he loves telling me what to do. “Like this?” I gaze up at him, taking in the passion on his face, the sweat dripping off, and the way he’s pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth.
“Fuck yeah, Red, don’t stop.” He’s given up the facade of trying to hold his shit together as his hands come down over where mine are, pressing my tits around his cock. The way he’s pressing up into them, he’s got no rhythm, no finesse. It’s as if he’s lost all semblance of the guy who normally fucks me until I can’t see straight. I’ve finally done it, finally made him lose his control.
“Give it to me, Caleb,” I hiss out in between my teeth, rubbing my tits up and down his length, enjoying the slippery feel of him there.
His head punches back against the couch as he runs a hand up his t-shirt covered chest. He’s grabbing his nipple in between his fingers, tugging roughly on it. I wish I could reach up and take it into my mouth, the way he takes mine. Right now I wish I could swirl my tongue around the hard nub, bite his flesh the way he bites mine. Doubling up my efforts, I go after his orgasm hard, stopping once to push his length back into my mouth, to replace the moisture lost by him jacking it between my tits.
“You want it?” His neck is strained, his words breathless as he pushes up in between the tight space.
“Yes!” And I realize I don’t know what he’s asking, but I want whatever he’s willing to give me. His pleasure is my pleasure.
Caleb pulls back, taking himself in his free hand, jacking up and down furiously. “Push those tits together, Ruby,” he hisses between clenched teeth.
Immediately I know what he wants, and I want it to. To feel his pleasure across my skin? It’s what I’ve been aiming for since we started this rendezvous with one another. “You want it?” he asks me, his eyes open wide as he looks down at me.
“Yeah.” I give him a grin as my eyes drift down to where he’s holding himself, his big hand running up and down his length. It always amazes me when I watch him jack off, he’s much rougher on his flesh than I dare be. Probably because he knows what he can handle. Offering my flesh up to him, I lean in close as his hand goes up and down in a blur. “C’mon, Cruise,” I use his call-sign. The only time I use it is when we’re getting intimate like this, and as such it affects him like no other. His hand goes faster, his hips push harder. The veins in his neck are standing out, and his whole body is tightening as he works for relief.
“Ahhh yeah.” The words come out in a rush as I feel the heat of his release on my skin. His lip is clenched between his teeth, and I’m panting as he paints my tits with the evidence of his pleasure.
When our eyes meet, I know he's thinking of the exact same night, and a smirk spreads across my face. "Arms up, Caleb. I'm gonna blow your mind…"