Chapter 8
Ruby
For the last two and a half days, Austin has done his best to woo me. Dinner, dancing, and walks along the beach. He has spent every second with me from the time I get up, usually surprising me with breakfast and then until I go to sleep at night.
The kisses have continued, but I want more.
I’ve learned that Austin is very disciplined.
He said kisses, and that’s what he meant.
That’s why I’ve invited him to my room before the rehearsal dinner.
He’s not going, and it will be weird not having him with me.
Already, I’m accustomed to being with him.
I don’t know what I’ll do on Monday when I leave.
I shake my head, trying to clear out the sad thoughts. I can’t think about Monday and leaving Austin.
I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. I stare at my red hair that is in curls down my back. My face is still makeup free, and I have an hour to get downstairs. I grab two dresses off the hook and open the bathroom door.
I put the most innocent look on my face and walk out in nothing but my bra and panties, with the outfits hanging from my finger. “All right, so which do you think?” I hold up one outfit. “Slutty black dress?” and then I hold up the other. “Or the blue one?”
I look at him, expecting an answer, but what I see stops me in my tracks. Even from across the room, his gaze is boring into me. I toss the outfits onto the chair. “Or I can go like this and shock them all,” I say with a laugh, pointing at my matching black panties and bra.
He’s up and across the room in an instant.
His hands go to my hips, and his fingers run across the soft, satiny material of my panties.
His breathing is heavy as his chest falls and expands with each intake of breath.
“No to the slutty dress and definitely no to the bra and panties. Unless you want me to gouge out the eyes of every man that looks at you.”
My hands go up to his chest and circle around his neck. “Ooh, possessive, I like it.”
His hands stroke up my back. “You’re not playing fair, Ruby.”
I press into him, loving the feel of his big, hard body against mine. “No, what’s not fair is wanting you and not having you. That’s not fair.”
I don’t even try to keep the pout off my face. These last couple of days have been perfect in most ways but tortuous in others.
He brushes his hand across my hair and tips my chin up so I’m looking right at him. “You need me to take the edge off, baby?”
I bite on to my lower lip in anticipation, and he continues.
“I think it’s only right, Ruby.” His hand goes down my side, to my hip, and then rolls around to my front and cups my pussy.
“Since I’m not going with you, if I make you come, will you be thinking of me as you walk through the rehearsals and have your dinner? ”
I moan as he presses his thick finger against the wet spot of my panties. My hips flex toward him, pushing myself into his hand. He continues stroking me, and I grip his arms in my hands, already close to orgasm.
He stops, and a moan of denial escapes me before he puts one arm behind my back and the other behind my knees and lifts me up. His eyes are on me the whole time he walks toward the bed, and then he lays me gently across it.
He stands up, staring down at me hungrily.
His fingers dip into each side of my panties, and he pulls them down my hips and legs and drops them to the floor at his feet.
“Know what’s fair, baby? Having you on my tongue before you go.
It’s only right that I get to eat too, and there’s only one thing I want. ”
I suck in a deep, strangled breath. “Yeah?”
He nods. “Yeah.” He reaches between my legs, stroking through my wet, swollen folds.
My feet hit the mattress, and I push my lower body into his hand.
He leans down, and when his mouth covers me, he moans as if he’s savoring me.
His tongue and lips are relentless, bringing me to the edge and then stopping.
Each time, he gets me closer, and I’m pulling his hair, lifting my hips, practically begging him for it.
He pulls away, taking a deep breath. “You need to come, don’t you, baby?”
“Yes,” I moan.
“Say my name. I need you to say my name, Ruby.”
“AAAUUSTIN!!” I bellow in a guttural howl.
He does it then. He takes me over the edge, and my whole body tenses into one big ball of muscle. I jerk, and he doesn’t stop. “Give it to me, Ruby. I want it all.”
No longer able to fight it, I give in to the climax. It rocks me to my very core, and I know that right now, my life will never be the same.
I lie back on the bed, and Austin raises up, licking his lips. He’s smiling at me smugly, and he points to the clock on the wall. “You have twenty minutes to get downstairs.”
I raise up. “Twenty minutes?”
He nods, and I jump up. My legs about give out on me, and he grabs me by the waist. “Wow.”
His smile gets even bigger. “My thoughts exactly.”
I reach up and kiss him and pat his cheek. “I wish you were going with me.”
He reaches down and adjusts himself. He’s hard, it’s obvious he needs relief too. “I can...”
He doesn’t let me finish. “No way, honey. You have somewhere to be.”
I look at him regretfully. “But...”
He leans over and picks up the blue dress and hands it to me. “No buts. You’re going to this rehearsal and being the good friend you are. But when you come back, all bets are off, Ruby. I can’t wait any longer. Tonight, you’re going to be mine.”
My whole body vibrates. I would skip this in an instant, but I know I can’t. I grab the dress from his hands and start tugging it on. “I’ll be quick. As soon as it’s over, I’ll be back.”
His hand goes to mine. “There’s no need to rush, Ruby. I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to be waiting on you.”
I let out a whoosh of breath. “Okay.”