Chapter 42 #2

“The guys are at a party on Frat Row we can check out... or we could just go back to my place and watch a movie.”

Ruby chewed her lip. “Will you think I’m boring if I veto the party? I’m still kind of beat.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, reaching for her door. “That was the answer I was hoping for.”

Hanging out home alone with Ruby sounded a thousand times more appealing than spending the rest of the night crammed into a sweaty frat party. I wasn’t exactly in the mood to play bodyguard every time a guy glanced Ruby’s way either.

Just as she was climbing into the car, her phone rang. She stopped cold, her shoulders tensing as her eyes locked on the screen. Judging by that reaction, I had a damn good idea who was on the other end.

“Does he call you often?” I asked.

She slowly shook her head. “He’s probably drunk considering it’s a Saturday night.”

Ruby screened the call before glancing back at me.

With Noah no longer hanging over us, she wrapped her hands behind my neck and pulled me closer. When her lips met mine, it felt like a victory. This was the first time she’d initiated a kiss, and while it might seem like a small milestone to most, it was pretty fucking monumental to me.

Before I could properly kiss her back, her phone went off again. A glare crept across my face, knowing perfectly well who was to blame for killing the mood.

Fuck Noah. Had I said that recently?

“Want me to answer it?” I offered.

Ruby hesitated for a moment before placing her phone in my outstretched hand. As much as I loved that she trusted me with this, part of me wished I wasn’t doing it in front of her. This was my first chance to confront the asshole since everything went down. He’s lucky it was over the phone.

“Ruby?” he slurred when I lifted the phone to my ear.

“Not Ruby.”

Caught off guard, Noah fell silent for a pause. “What are you doing with Ruby’s phone, Richardson?”

“Doesn’t matter. What matters is you harassing her when she’s made it clear it’s over. You do realise this constitutes stalking, right?”

“It’s not stalking. She’s my girlfriend.”

“Not anymore, fucker. You made sure of that.”

His voice suddenly sounded much steadier as he growled at me. “Fuck you, Richardson. You don’t know anything.”

“I know enough. You fucked up and–”

I glanced at Ruby before finishing that sentence. Her eyes were wide, not teary as such, but she certainly wasn’t enjoying this.

“Leave Ruby alone,” I settled with. “I won’t tell you again.”

I hung up without another word. Noah didn’t deserve our attention for a moment longer, and I didn’t want this being something Ruby remembered whenever she looked back on tonight.

After I handed back her phone, Ruby idly twirled it a few times before dropping it into her purse and zipping it shut.

“You could block his number,” I pointed out.

“I know. But it makes me sad that it’s come to that.”

“Is there any chance you’ll forgive him?”

The mere thought of Ruby and Noah getting back together had the pasta churning in my stomach. But as difficult as the idea was to face, I had to know where her head was at.

“Absolutely not. That door is closed.”

I exhaled. Good. Great. Fucking great.

*

Even though nobody else was home, Ruby and I bypassed the empty living room anyway, heading straight for my bedroom. Knowing the guys would drunkenly stumble in at some point, there was no point waiting downstairs for the inevitable interruption.

As I sat on the edge of the bed to slip off my shoes, Ruby slowly paced towards me, kneeling by my feet and resting her hands on my thighs.

“Tonight was amazing, Wheels. I hope the phone call at the end didn’t spoil it.”

The vulnerability flickering in her wide green eyes maddened me. Fuck Noah. And fuck him for putting it there.

“Of course it didn’t.”

She briefly smiled, seeming to relax before shoving me backwards.

“Just in case, let’s end on a high.”

I froze when her soft hands reached for my belt. Wait! Was what I think was about to happen actually happening? Or was I completely misreading this?

Holding my gaze, Ruby unfasted the button of my jeans before sliding down the zipper.

Nope. Happening.

The distinctive rasp of the zipper was like thunder in the silent room. I’d never been so aware of the sounds clothes made when they were being removed. Probably because I’d never been this high on anticipation before.

Even with casual hookups – when we’d spent the night flirting with one another across the bar – or situationships – when we’d exchange spicy texts all day – once finally getting the girl naked beneath me, it still never felt like this.

Nothing from my past came close to this feeling.

“Rubz.” My voice was gravelly as all hell. “You don’t have to.”

“I want to.” She reached into my boxers. “Badly.”

Christ, this girl.

I dropped my head against the mattress when she wrapped her hand around my shaft. Usually I would barely consider that foreplay, but I was so turned on my vision had gone blurry.

I lifted my hips when she tugged on my jeans, pulling them and my boxers down to my ankles. Once they were low enough, I kicked them off, not caring where they landed.

“You have a very nice dick, Wheels.”

I laughed. “Thank you.”

She ran her tongue over her lips, deliberately wetting them. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

The instant her warm mouth closed around me, my body turned to mush. Only one part of me was hard right now, and Ruby was sucking it so deeply I could see stars.

As she dragged her tongue along my length before rotating around the tip, I clenched the blanket in my hands. Not being able to touch Ruby was torture. I wanted to make her feel as amazing as she was making me.

“You’re incredible at giving head, Rubz,” I breathed.

She responded with a moan before taking me deeper.

I tangled my fingers through her hair, resting them on top of her head. I didn’t need to guide her or change up the pace, Ruby had things covered. I was her patient, and I was in the safest hands. Well, the safest, warmest and wettest mouth.

When my balls began to tighten, I knew my release was near. I pushed onto my elbows, glancing down. “I’m close, Rubz.”

She seductively peered up, her heavy eyes locking with mine, all the while keeping up her pace.

“Fuck, baby. Are you going to let me come in your mouth?”

Her tongue tightened around me as she nodded.

Tonight just kept getting better.

She reached up, her hands slipping beneath my shirt before her fingernails dragged across my abdomen. Knowing how close my ending was, I couldn’t help but hold my breath.

When Ruby whimpered, it sent an overwhelming reverberation through my cock and balls. That was my undoing. I was a total goner.

I shot into her mouth, my cock hitting the back of her throat as my hips instinctively jerked off the bed. Ruby sucked me dry, her tongue working as she swallowed every drop.

It took me over a minute to pull myself together. I was so high on cloud nine, I wasn’t sure I’d ever find my way back down. Honestly? I didn’t overly care to.

Once my breaths evened out, Ruby slowly released me from her mouth, purposely dragging her tongue along my length one last time.

“I thought you said you were stuffed from dinner,” I teased as she sat up, kneeling back on her ankles.

She chuckled. “I’ve always got room for your dick, Wheels.”

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