Page 112 of Heart & Hope

“I promise.” She follows the planes of my torso with her palm, as if mulling the idea over, and when she meets my gaze... “I trust you.”

I inhale, running through the things I have wanted to do with her from the second I first saw her. Those fuckin’ heels. Those ruby-red lips. I scoff at the phrase, opening my eyes. I lift her off my lap and steady her on her feet. Reaching for the top drawer of the bedside table, I grab an old tie. She glances at it, and a playful smile pulls up on her lips.

“Turn around, baby.”

She does, without a word. I pull her hands behind her back and tie them with the long length of silky material. A breath wooshes from her as I spin her back.

“Reed,” she moans, and I barely hear her over the storm.

“Let a man work his magic, beautiful.”

I’m using every tactic I have to tame the part of me that wants to spread her open and plunder that wet center straight up. But I’m taking my time. Gonna make her come on my face, my cock.

“Spread your legs,” I rasp.

Ruby moves, heels clacking on the wood floor as she follows the order. I run two fingers through her wet center, running circles around her clit with my thumb. A whimper claws its way through her lips.

I swallow hard, each breath burning. “Kneel.”

When stunning brown eyes drift back up to me, I tangle a hand through her messy waves of blonde. Cock throbbing so hard it’s on the brink of sending points of light in my vision, I take her hand and place it on the waistband of my shorts.

She tugs them to the floor. My cock springs free, right in front of her face. Her lips part, and her hand wraps around the base. “Suck.”

Her warm, wet mouth covers the head of my cock a heartbeat later. Snow and sleet slam into the windows with a hiss.

Sweet fuckin’ Jesus.

Every breath is a growl. I brace my legs, muscles strained tight, jaw set. Ruby takes me in up to the hilt, and I fist her hair, pulling her back. She doesn’t wince, doesn’t hesitate. Simply continues her shallow strokes down the shaft, twirling her fucking tongue over the tip like she was born to make me unravel.

Heat washes up my spine, my balls tightening.

I grab her head with both hands. “I’m driving, baby.”

Her hand falls away like she read my mind. Like she knows I’m too close. Her elegant lips wrap around my cock. The sight is too much. I keep the movement shallow, my thumbs rubbing over cheeks. Her eyes are homed on my face.

Her watching me shove my cock into her mouth riles me up like nothin’ else.

Fuck me.

Groaning, I let my cock slide from her mouth and fist the base. Pre-cum mixes with her saliva, glistening under a white flash as lightning streaks across the sky and lights up the room. And when she licks her fucking lips, I slide a thumb into her mouth. She sucks on it, hard.

Lining the head of my cock up with her lips, I find purchase in her hair and drive into her mouth. I slam my eyes shut.Electricity flings through my veins, desperate to fill that sweet mouth with every last drop of my cum. But I shake my head.

Nope. Makin’ it last . . .

I retract myself fast and lift her to her feet. She whimpers at the loss, and I spin her to face the bed and press my body to hers.

“On the bed, Ruby.” The words are almost a growl, and when she crawls onto the mattress on her knees, those fuckin’ heels spread wide, I take in every sweet part of her glistening pussy.

Desperate to eat her out until she is writhing on my face, I flip her over. Wrapping a rough hand around her ankle, I lift her leg up and rest it over my shoulder as I sink to my knees. I lift her other leg over my other shoulder, and the spikes of the heels scratch against my back. Thunder shakes the entire house.

The throbbing in my cock turns painful.

But I grip her hips and drag her closer to the edge, until her clit is inches from my mouth. My breath lands on her center, and she whimpers.

“This pussy is mine, Ruby Robbins. Mine to eat, mine to claim. Mine to fuck. You understand?”

She nods frantically. “Yes, I’m yours. I have been for a while, Reed.”

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