Ruby
Ruby
R uby wasn’t sure if she wanted to hide from Luke or let him make good on every sinful promise that he was making to her. Her decision was made as soon as he put his mouth on her girl parts—God, it felt so good, she never wanted him to stop. And when he sucked her clit into his warm mouth, she nearly bucked off the bed. She would have too if Luke hadn’t been holding her down. He was as sexy in bed as he was out and that had her feeling like she had hit the jackpot. The question was, would he take things all the way? Would Luke want to take her virginity from her, or would he insist on taking things slowly? She didn’t want to think about slowing things down with him. In fact, she wanted to rocket to the next step at warp speed.
“You like that, don’t you, honey?” he asked.
“Y-yes,” she stuttered. “I like that a lot.” Luke had her feeling like a wonton sex goddess, and she had no idea how that was even possible. She’d never felt this way in her entire life and just one day with Luke had her wanting to try things that she never had. Hell, she wanted to try everything with him.
“Hold on,” he ordered. “I’m going to make you come and then, you and I are going to talk about me making you mine.”
“Talk about it?” she squeaked. “Can we just bypass the talking part?” He chuckled and dipped his head between her legs and shamelessly smiled up at her. If she wasn’t mistaken, he even winked at her. And when he ran his tongue back over her wet folds, she couldn’t help but shout out his name. When she came, she practically wrapped her legs around his head, holding him in place as she rode out her orgasm. It was raw, sexy, and totally unexpected, but she loved it. Ruby loved the way Luke make her feel and she wanted so much more from him.
She watched as he stood over the bed, staring her down, as if silently daring her to change her mind, but she wouldn’t she wasn’t ready for him to stop what he was doing to her. Ruby watched him strip out of his clothes, her breath hitching with every inch that he revealed. He was just as gorgeous out of his clothes as he was in them.
“Are you sure that you want to do this, Ruby?” he asked.
“I am,” she said, reaching for him. “I’m sure.” She was more than sure that she wanted Luke and she wasn’t about to miss her chance with him. He covered her body with his own and she could feel the head of his erection nudge her slick opening. She wanted to tell him to just do it; get it over with, but he didn’t seem to be in a hurry.
“Is something wrong?” she asked. For a second, Ruby worried that he might have changed his mind about what they were about to do.
“No,” he breathed. “Yes,” he corrected. “This is going to hurt you, and that’s not my intent.”
“I know that it will, but it’s what I want. You’re what I want,” she insisted. “Do it fast,” she insisted. He nodded and nudged the head of his cock into her, and she closed her eyes, not wanting him to see her in pain.
“Open your eyes and look at me, honey,” he ordered. “I need to make sure that you’re okay.”
“I will be,” she promised, “just do it, please.” Luke took his time kissing her and she felt herself relax some. He was good at that—making her relax around him. In fact, she didn’t feel the need to continuously talk around him as much. Before she realized it, he slid into her body, and she gasped at the sharp little pain she felt deep in her core.
“You okay, Ruby?” he whispered into her ear. He was peppering her face with kisses as if trying to help her to relax and when she realized that she was good, she nodded up at him.
“I’m good,” she assured. “You can move now, Luke.” He moaned and kissed her again, starting to pump in and out of her body once more. She wasn’t sure where he ended and she began, and she loved that. It was the first time that she had ever felt so connected to another human being and she was sure that she’d never find that again. There was something about Luke that made her want to beg him to stay, but that was ridiculous since they had only just met. It was probably the sex talking, but someone needed to tell her heart that, so she didn’t do something foolish like fall for the guy from work. Luke’s gaze was intense and when he came, shouting out her name, she lost another little piece of her heart to him—a dangerous game for her to play, but what choice did she have?
Ruby had been avoiding making a call to her mother to tell her about Luke. She was fine with calling Millie to fill her in but calling her mother scared the crap out of her. Honestly, she wasn’t sure how her mother would feel about her practically shacking up with a guy from work. She was sure that would be how her mother would see her relationship with Luke, but Ruby knew that it was so much more than that to the both of them. Sure, she might be kidding herself by thinking that she’d be able to get her mother to see that, but she wanted to try. Ruby wanted to tell her mother about the special guy in her life and let the chips fall where they may. It wouldn’t change things between her and Luke, but she still wanted to try.
Ruby pulled the new cell phone that Luke had given her, with the promise that she wouldn’t tell anyone where they were or give out her new number to anyone and dialed her mother’s number. She was surprised that her mom answered on the second ring. “Hey, Mom,” Ruby said.
“Ruby, I’ve been trying to call you for days now. Your cell number doesn’t seem to be working.”
“Um, no,” Ruby said. Shit, how did she not think to call her mother to tell her that she had to get a new cell phone? “I lost my phone,” she lied, “and I had to get a new one. It took me a few days to get everything set up. Sorry, Mom,” Ruby said.
“Well, next time, find a way to reach out so that I don’t worry so much,” her mother said.
“I’ll try to do better next time,” Ruby said. This phone call wasn’t going the way that she planned. She hoped to start things off lite and cheery, but that wasn’t the way things are going. Now, she was going to have to blurt out that she was on the run with some guy that her parents had never met.
“I’m glad you called me. I’ve been wanting to talk to you about your father. I’m so sick of the way that he talks to me. He yells at me like I’m a child and then when he’s really pissed, he throws a tantrum as if he’s one. I just can’t take any more of it. I’m so done. I’ve thought about leaving him, but I worry that if I do, my life won’t be the same and I like my life. I like having everything that I have, and I like stability. What should I do?” her mother admitted.
“Wow,” Ruby breathed. “That’s a lot, Mom. I really didn’t know that things were that bad with Dad. I know that he has a temper and can yell, but I never thought that you were that upset. You just seemed to roll with everything.”
“Well, when you were little, I really didn’t know how unhappy I was. I mean, I had you and you kept me pretty busy, even as an only child. But then, you went away to college and moved out, and it was just the two of us. I guess I stopped looking past his bad behavior and stopped just accepting it. His yelling has gotten worse and if I ever confronted him, well, I just don’t know what he’d do.”
Ruby’s gasp filled the phone, “Do you think that he’d hurt you?”
“No,” her mother sighed. “He’d never physically hurt me, but his verbal abuse is getting to be too much.”
“What about counseling?” Ruby asked. “Couples counseling might help him to see how angry he’s become.”
“Maybe,” her mother said.
“You know, Mom, any good therapist will point out both your and Dad’s flaws,” Ruby challenged.
“My flaws?” her mother asked. “What flaw would a therapist point out about me?” Ruby thought better about simply listing her mother’s shortcomings. That never ended well for her. Of course, a good therapist would point out that her mother was a bit overbearing and pushy. She was also demanding and a downright busy body if given the chance. Maybe her father had a reason to be so grumpy, not that it would make that okay for him to yell at her mom or anyone else.
“Never mind,” Ruby said. “Listen, I called to let you know that I’m going to be away from home for a bit. I’ve taken some time off work and I’m doing some traveling.”
“But you just started your job,” her mother countered. “How did you have time off already?” she asked. She couldn’t tell her mother that her boss is friends with the new man in her life and insisted that she take off until they could figure out who was after Luke.
“Yes, I had some time already,” Ruby lied. “Alex is a wonderful boss and is good to give me some time off.”
“Are you all right, Ruby?” her mother asked. “Should I be worried about you?”
“Not at all, Mom,” Ruby said. “I’m fine. Listen, I just wanted to let you know not to worry about me. I’m fine. I’ll call again soon,” she said, ending the call with her mom before she could protest. Ruby had given up on the idea of telling her mom about Luke. It wasn’t the time—maybe it never would be, but she could hope that someday, she’d be able to share her news—maybe.