Chapter 18 #2
She doesn’t answer right away, but she does turn her head slowly to me.
“I’m not sure. I don’t get this opportunity very often. Not for long periods of time, anyway.”
I know bits and pieces of Ruby’s past before she came back to Lovers, but it’s all hearsay. Before this trip, I don’t think she would have ever sat down to talk to me about it, but she might now.
“You didn’t have free time before you moved back?”
“Some, but I felt guilty every single time someone was watching Max just so I could do something I wanted alone. Like I was a bad mom for enjoying even a half hour without him.”
I reach for her hand, lacing my own with hers.
She allows it.
“I know it won’t help, but nothing about that is true. You’re a fantastic mom, Ruby. You deserve to still be you on top of being a mom.”
“I know, and I tell myself that all the time, but it just doesn't seem to click.”
“Are you feeling guilty now?”
She shrugs. “A little. Max would be over the moon for this pool.”
I chuckle. “Susie would, too.”
“We’ll have to bring them sometime because they would love everything about the lights on the Strip, too.”
“Bring them together?” I ask in a teasing tone.
“I —oh, I didn't mean it like … shoot.” She quickly swings her legs over the side of the lounger and pulls her hand from mine. “I don’t think, like, since you, you know, put your face between my legs that means we are together or anything. That would be silly, and I made a rule last night and you agreed to it, and I'm not crazy, but, I mean, if you want to do that again, I won't stop you, but oh my God, it’s not required, and why aren’t you cutting me off to stop this rambling?”
I mirror her position and cup the side of her face, my thumb brushing her bottom lip. She leans into it and glances up at me.
“I like when you ramble,” I admit to her. “I’m used to short quick quips from you, so hearing you talk more? I like it.”
She rolls her eyes. “If you’re just trying to say cute stuff to get me back into the bed we are sharing, you can stop. Even if I wanted to resist you, my body wouldn’t let me.”
“Is that so?”
She nods.
“Just your body?”
I lean a little closer, angling my head to kiss her.
“Yes.”
“Hmm.” I press a soft kiss to her lips.
This is what I wanted after we woke up. Just a small moment with her to tell me I’m not crazy. What happened between us, she felt it, too.
She pops back quickly, her focus darting over my shoulder.
I practically snap my neck to see who she is looking at, but I don’t see anyone we know.
I turn back around just in time for her to grab my face.
“It’s all clear.”
Then she presses her lips to mine, climbing into my lap. With one leg on each side of mine, she threads her hands in my hair and deepens the kiss.
The splashing of water reminds us where we are. I break the kiss, and she slinks back to her seat as if she’d forgotten, too.
“We could go get something to eat,” I suggest and Ruby hums.
“Burgers?”
I nod. “Milkshakes?”
“Yesss.”
For the next three hours, once we change into day clothes, Ruby and I eat, overdose on sweet treats, and walk the Strip.
She’s a completely different woman than the one back home, and truth be told, I’m into them both. But this version of Ruby lets me kiss her anytime I want.
The text messages start about twenty minutes before we are supposed to meet everyone downstairs.
Luca:
Shay isn’t feeling well. We are staying in.
Hudson:
Sadie and I were just talking about how neither of us feel very well. I think we are, too.
Miles:
Thank God you all mentioned it first. I didn’t want to be the one to bail. This is Vegas after all. Who gets sick in Vegas?
Linc:
Was it the all-you-can-eat fish breakfast bar?
Declan:
When did you eat that?
Hudson:
While you and Ruby were still sleeping.
Dutton:
It had to be. It’s why we're all sick right now.
Declan:
I’m not sick.
A string of middle finger emojis takes over, so I set my phone down.
“How does this look?” Ruby says, stepping out of the bathroom in nothing but her red thong, matching bra, and black heels. Her makeup is done, and her hair is pulled up high with some pieces falling down around her face. “Too much?”
I nod and move toward her.
“Way too much. Take it off. All of it.”
I reach for her, but she laughs, pushing me away with a hand to my chest.
“Nope. Stop. We will never make it out of this room if you keep this up.”
Which is exactly why we spent the day away from the room. I had the same thought.
I put both hands on her hips and pull her to me, kissing down her neck.
“It’s a good thing that the rest of the group has food poisoning and is staying in for the night, leaving us to do whatever we want.”
Because what I want doesn’t involve clothes, and this view right now is a good sign that she’s thinking about it, too.
She gasps.
“What?”
I slide my phone from my back pocket and show her the texts.
“Oh no, let me check my phone. I bet the girls have sent something, too.”
It’s pure torture for me to watch her practically glide around the room in nothing but her underwear.
“Oh yeah, Sadie is sick, so is Shay. Quinn says she’s fine, but Miles isn’t doing too well. Grace says she’s not so bad, but since Brooke is down for the count too, she has already gotten on the laptop to check work emails.”
“Sooo …”
“I guess it’s just us.”
I snap my fingers.
“Shame.”
Ruby blushes and gravitates into my arms.
I press my lips to hers, and she moans into my mouth.
I take one hand to cup her breast, squeezing gently until her hips press into me.
“I guess we can stay in, too,” she says on a breath.
I grip her ass with one hand and smooth the other down the front of her panties, finally giving in to what I’ve wanted all day long.
“Oh, hell, Ruby. Is this all because you're thinking of me?”
She nods. “And your hands and your mouth—eep!”
I toss her onto the bed, catching her by the ankles.
I hold them together and look at her wide eyes. “We’re not staying in tonight.”
“We’re not?” Her bottom lip pops out with her question.
“Nope. I’m taking you out.”
“Like … on a date?”
“Exactly like on a date.”
“Well,” she says, “then this part happens after.”
I lean forward, stopping her exit.
“Before and after, and after again is preferred. I won’t be able to show you a proper time if I’m obsessing over this.”
She grins.
“Now lay back down and spread your legs. I’m not leaving this room until you’ve come at least twice. Got it?”
“Yes, sir.”
I groan.
“Who knew you could be such a good good girl for me?”
Her chest rises on a breath and she blows it out slowly, doing exactly as I asked.
I unbutton my shirt, strip it over my head, and then remove my pants, all while never taking my eyes off her.
This side of Ruby is for my eyes only, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to make sure she knows it.
Should I wait until after dinner for this? Probably. But if we wait, I have no doubt that the two of us will be rushing to get back to the room, ready to continue what we started last night.
I don’t want that.
I mean, I do.
But I meant what I said earlier.
I want to make sure she has fun.
Both in the room and out of it.
I want to take my time, the way I did last night, but it seems Ruby has other plans.
She grabs my face and kisses me, her body pressing into mine until I lie on my back. She climbs on top of me, straddling me and grinding her hips until it isn’t possible for me to get harder.
“I wanted this last night,” she says, leaning forward to kiss my chest. “So please don’t make me wait this time.”
“I won’t.” I flip her onto her back.
I press my cock into her core with force and then pull back to remove her panties.
Once they are gone, I take a finger and run it up her slick folds.
Then I stick those fingers into my mouth and suck.
“So. Fucking. Sweet.”
On her next inhale, I slide that same finger back inside of her and then get on my knees.
Pulsing my finger, I begin to lick at her wetness.
Her hips buck, and my cock twitches at how responsive she is to me.
I feel her start to tighten around me, and withdraw my fingers, replacing them with the tip of my cock.
She instantly sits up, her focus settling on where we meet.
“You want to watch?” I ask.
She nods.
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I can see that. I’m clean.”
“Me too.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
Her eagerness turns me on even more, and I press into her.
“Oh fuck,” she purrs on a breath, her head falling back for a split moment before she brings her gaze back to us.
I push in more, and she lifts her ass.
For someone who doesn’t have much experience, she sure as hell knows what she likes.
Suddenly, the image of her vibrators comes into my mind.
She’s known what she likes for a long time now.
She just needs to be reminded of how much better it is with a real person.
I grab her hips and slam into her.
Holy fuck, she’s tight.
So tight, I have to stall my movements to pull myself together. If I come too soon, she will most likely have an old man joke for me, and I don’t think I could take that right now.
“I can’t believe it fits,” she says on a breath. “You feel … so … good.”
I smirk, pulling out slowly only to thrust back in.
“Baby, I wish I could describe how you feel right now. Tight. Hot. Wet. Those only begin to explain it.”
I press all the way in again, swivel my hips, and she moans.
“I want it hard, Declan.”
I’m not so sure she knows what she’s asking.
“Declan, did you hear me?”
I nod.
“Then fuck me harder.”
I stop then, my gaze laser focused on hers.
“That’s what you want?”
“Yes.”
In one swift movement, I flip her over and pull her ass up until she’s on her knees and slam back into her.
“Ah!” she screams.
Maybe that was too much.
“Again, Declan.”
I do it again.
And again
And again.
Fucking her as fast and hard as I can.
When she plants her hands and pushes back toward me, I slap her ass so hard, my palms sting.
Her body convulses around me, and the suction of her pussy releases me instantly.
I pull out and stroke myself as I come all over her back.
Breathing heavily, I fall to my back next to her.
She rests on her stomach, turning her face to look at mine.
Then she smiles.
“That was perfect. Thank you.”
Her politeness cracks me up.
“You’re welcome.”
I lean forward, kiss her lips, and then jump up to clean myself and get her a washcloth.
Once I’ve cleaned myself off her, we finally get ready and head out for a night on the town.
Just me and Ruby.
Alone.
Again.
I’m starting to become addicted to her.
Starting?
Ha.
Too late.
It’s already happened.