Chapter 50
CHAPTER FIFTY
So obedient
Ryker
I set the bag of frozen peas on my side table before picking up my phone. The past hour had been chaos. My friends had dragged me outside before Noah had regained consciousness. Apparently he was fine, but his nose... not so much.
I wished I’d broken more than that. The way he’d spoken about Ruby was unforgivable. He deserved a broken arm too. Hell, chuck in a knee for good measure.
I shifted against the headboard, getting comfortable, then FaceTimed Ruby. She answered on the second ring.
“Hey, Wheels.”
It took me a moment to make her out in the partial darkness.
She was in the bath, bubbles floating around her slender shoulders, with candles flickering behind her.
I could faintly make out the shower in the background, and a shiver trembled through me as the memory of Ruby’s naked body pressed against the tiles came flooding back.
As much as I wanted a preview of that same body now, I needed to tell her everything that had gone down tonight.
We didn’t do secrets.
“I have to tell you something, Rubz.”
She dropped her gaze. “I know.”
“You know?”
“Noah already tried calling, like, fifty times. He sent countless messages too, one that included a picture of a decent shiner on his cheek and a broken nose.”
Guilt slammed into me. I hated hearing the disappointment in her voice.
“Why didn’t you call me straight after he did?” I pressed.
“Because I wanted to give you the chance to tell me yourself.”
“And were you also testing whether I did tell you?”
Now Ruby was the one looking guilty.
“Maybe. I know that’s not fair. It’s just...” She swirled some water between her fingers, unable to meet my eye. “I guess I didn’t realise how much trust I’d lost when it comes to things like this.”
I didn’t want to be offended, but it was hard not to be. Noah had clearly done more damage than either of us realised. Fuck him, and fuck that he’d planted this seed of doubt in Ruby’s mind.
I was glad his face was already bruised. Hopefully a black eye would follow tomorrow. He deserved a reminder for weeks to come of what a dick he was.
“He could press charges, Ryker.”
I shrugged. “His prerogative.”
“What part of me telling you he wasn’t worth it didn’t you hear? This could cost you an NFL career.”
“Rubz, I’m sorry, but I’m not calling to apologise for hitting him. He said things that...”
I trailed off, not really wanting to repeat it. Based on Ruby’s expression, she had an idea anyway.
“I called to check on you.”
Her face softened. “You’re the one who got in a bar fight, yet you’re calling to check on me?”
“I wouldn’t call it a bar fight. But if it earns me masculinity points, let’s go with it.”
She chuckled. I was wearing her down. Thank God for that, because the idea of letting her down was the fucking worst.
“What happened after you left the bar?” she asked.
I filled Ruby in on everything. Stefan had gone back inside to smooth things over.
Apparently the owners had been oblivious to the altercation, so there were no qualms on their end.
And the crowd had been packed in so tight, they couldn’t see anything on the security cameras.
It was a relief knowing there wasn’t video evidence that could come back and haunt me.
I would’ve called Ruby sooner, but I’d been busy handling the damage control. I’d had to fess up to my parents – just about the punch, not the whole sleeping-with-Ruby thing – when I came home with a swollen knuckle, and then I’d called Coach to check what I needed to do.
For now, his advice was nothing. But if Noah pressed charges, then I’d probably need to release a statement and work with the Phil-U PR team to fix the situation.
As far from ideal as that was, it was still worth putting Noah in his place. He didn’t get to speak about Ruby disrespectfully and walk away without consequences.
Ruby patiently listened, not uttering a word as I spoke. Even once I was finished, she remained quiet for a little while. If only I could be there to talk to her in person. One-hundred-and-seventy miles had never felt so far.
“I wish you hadn’t done it,” she murmured lightly. “But I understand why you did. And I’m grateful that you stood up for me.”
“I’ll always defend you, Rubz. It’s human instinct to me.”
Just like it was human instinct for my eyes to fall to her breasts that were no longer hidden behind bubbles, her nipples sharp from the cool bathroom.
My voice lowered an octave. “If I was with you right now, I’d perch you on the edge of the tub and eat your pussy until you forgave me.”
Her steamy cheeks heated as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “Then what?”
Fuck. Where did I take this fantasy next?
“Then I’d bend you over, tell you to hold on to the vanity, and make you watch yourself in the mirror as I fucked you.”
I was rock hard, my dick standing like a tentpole in my sweatpants. Ruby was a living wet dream. Just the thought of touching her was enough for my cock to make his presence known.
“What did you do with the photo?” she gently asked.
“Hm?”
“Back in Miami, you said I didn’t want to know what you’d done with the picture I accidentally sent you.” Ruby’s fingertips danced up her naked chest before toying with her perky breasts. “I want to know. Tell me what you did.”
With pleasure.
“That picture was my undoing, Rubz. I couldn’t get it out of my head, as much I knew I should.” My cock twitched merely thinking about it. “So when I jerked off that night, I pretended it was your pussy clamped around me and not my hand.”
Ruby’s mouth fell open in surprise. I would love nothing more than to slip my dick through those parted lips and rock against her warm tongue. I was so turned on – a mix of tonight’s testosterone and the naked girl on the other end of the phone.
“What do you say to giving me some more motivation, baby? Can you show me your body?”
She blushed. “I can’t do that, Ryker.”
“Sure you can. Squeeze your tits for me.”
After a moment’s hesitation, she obliged, holding my gaze through the phone as she sank her nails into her breasts. It was embarrassing how quickly my spare hand shifted to my dick. Ruby could have me coming in twenty seconds if that was the goal.
I panned my phone, making sure to hover over my abs that she’d licked last night – just as she’d promised. When I reached my cock, I slipped it from my sweats and gave it a few pumps.
“You’re so hard,” she softly breathed. “I wish I was the one doing that to you.”
“You are. I’m this worked up because of you.”
She shifted her camera, propping it beside the bath so that she had both of her hands free. Then with a deep breath of encouragement, she pushed out of the water and sat on the edge.
“Talk me through this, Wheels.”
Hell yeah, this was happening.
I swallowed hard. Time to pull yourself together, Ryker.
“Spread your legs. I want to see how wet you are.”
She did, and I wasn’t disappointed. The bathwater aside, she was swollen and practically dripping as she dragged her fingers along her inner thigh.
“Now what?” she questioned.
“Play with yourself. Show me what you do when you’re alone.”
She circled her fingers between her legs before softly grazing her clit. I think I groaned louder than she did. My balls instantly filled with a jarring tension, so I squeezed my cock to stop it from ruining this game.
“Keep talking,” she panted, her breasts heaving up and down.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Ruby. Especially your pussy.”
With a breathy moan, she slipped a finger inside and began riding it while her thumb grazed her clit. My cock was extremely jealous of her hand.
“That’s it, baby. Ride your finger and pretend it’s my dick.”
“It’s not big enough,” she pouted.
“Add another.”
She did, slowly inserting a second one, then a third. She took it so well, her hips moving to deepen the penetration.
“You’re a good girl, Rubz. So obedient.”
She chewed her lip, her hooded eyes locked on mine as her hand moved faster and faster.
“Do you like being told what to do, baby?”
She gave a small nod, too overwhelmed to speak.
“Want me to tell you what I plan on doing next time we’re together?”
She nodded once more.
“I’m going to lick you until you’re trembling and begging for release. Then I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t remember what your pussy feels like when it’s not filled by me.”
“Ryker. Oh my God.”
My hips were jerking as fast as hers, pumping into my tight fist. This moment was going to feature in my brain for the rest of my life. Forget other girls, and porn, and fantasies – I just needed Ruby.
“You look so good taking three fingers,” I growled. “Almost as good as you looked taking my cock.”
“I want your cock.”
“It’s yours. Whenever you want it.”
I’m yours I wanted to add. You’ve got me hooked dick, heart and soul.
Ruby was moaning loudly through the phone, no pauses between her wails. The upstairs area at her place wasn’t huge, so if the other girls were around, they’d likely be able to hear Ruby getting herself off.
I secretly hoped they could, and I hoped they knew that I was the one working her up from the other end.
“I’m close, Ryker. Come with me.”
She may as well have given the order directly to my balls. They obliged, spilling into my hand as Ruby screamed into the echoing bathroom.
Her throat wobbled as she rode out her orgasm, mirroring the movements of her winded chest.
All the tension from the night exploded as I did, leaving my body in warm spurts.
With a satisfied sigh, Ruby slipped back into the bath. The things I’d do to be right behind her, to pull her against my chest and hold her tightly until the water turned cold.
“Wow,” she giggled.
“Wow indeed,” I agreed, smiling.
I was glad my run-in with Noah had barely been a fleeting moment for Ruby and me. Though now I thought about him, I realised he’d been right about one thing tonight – I was completely in love with this girl.