Page 10 of Redemption

"Alright old man, show me what you've got." She raises her eyebrows to her hairline.

"Old man? Fuck off." I laugh, furrowing my brows.

She laughs right along with me, and then bends across the table to take a shot. It's horrible, and she barely hits the cue ball. It creeps along the felt, not even touching the ball she was aiming for. "That was the shittiest thing I've ever done."

"Oh babe, I'm sure there's been a few shittier things you've done, but not many."

She giggles, draining her beer, before walking over to put it on the counter. Hitching her hip out, she smirks. "You should watch what you say, Caleb. You might be hot." She leans in. "But I can still make you sweat. Maybe we can make a deal. I win, and you have to do what I ask of you. You win, and I'll do what you ask of me."

"Oh yeah? You said you never played." I remind her, gripping my pool stick in my hand, lazily taking another pull off my beer. Playing like this doesn't mean much, I put the bottle on the counter. "I'll take that bet. How are you planning on making me sweat?"

Turning on her heel, she walks over to her phone, sitting on the dining room table. Lifting her eyes up from the screen, she purses her lips, as she taps on the screen. It takes a couple seconds, but then the seductive sounds of some old Usher comesfrom the speakers. "Go on." She hitches her chin toward the pool table. "Take your shot."

My stomach flips as I see the determination in her eyes. There's been many times where she's made me go crazy, and I have a feeling it's going to happen again tonight. Instead of saying anything to her, I walk around her, toward the table, and eyeball my shot.

She shakes her hips slowly as she walks over to where she's in my direct line of vision. "It's hot in here, don't you think?" She lifts the bottom of her shirt, fanning it up and down.

My eyes are locked on her ass as she drops the shirt and bends over, lining up her shot. With a more confident push of the stick, this time she hits it and sinks the ball into the corner pocket. "Oops, looks like that one was better," she giggles, putting a hand over her mouth.

And it's in this moment I know I got played.

CHAPTER NINE

RUBY

I think backto one of the first nights I was with Caleb, when I tell him to sit on the bed, my mind flashes back.

This man constantly turns me on and makes me want to explore the edges I have within myself. I want to be the first, the last, and the only thing he thinks of. So I feel slightly that there is a challenge that’s been thrown down when he tells me what happened in this house with his high school girlfriend. That’s on me, not on him, but I still want to blow his mind. It’s a point of personal pride.

“Trust me, Caleb, whatever I do, is something I want to do. To prove to myself I can, and to prove to myself that there aren’t any boundaries between us.”

He inhales deeply, the inhale sharp and encompassing his whole body. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, baby, but if you want to prove something to yourself, far be it from me to stop you.”

I fumble with the buckle of his belt, but I eventually get it unhooked, and his jeans unbuttoned and unzipped. A sly smile on my face, I lean in, claiming his lips for my own, before I pull away and work my way down his body. When I realize how tall he is, will encumber what I have planned, I get up off the couchand kneel in front of it, He gets the idea, sitting up so that his legs are spread with me in the middle.

“Remember you don’t have to do this.” He cups my neck in his hand as he situates himself, pulling his jeans and boxers down.

His cock stands erect before me, hard and tall. Licking my lips, I lean forward, grasping the base and closing my lips around the head, testing the resistance against my tongue.

“Son of a bitch, Red,” he groans out as his head falls against the back of the couch and he spreads his legs farther, putting his feet flat on the floor. “Baby.” He tangles his fingers through my hair, as I come up and then go back down.

Using my tongue, I lick down and then up, circling the head, before I pull my mouth off and use my hand to jack the length while I glance up at him. Our eyes meet, and my body heats up as I see what I’ve done to him. “Feel good?”

“Fucking amazing.” His eyes are already hooded, chest already heaving, and I can tell how excited he is. It’s obvious he’s a fan of head, and I can’t believe he’s never told me.

Taking him down my throat, he moans loudly, pushing his hips up at the same time.

“Shhhh,” I giggle. “Don’t wake up Kelsea.”

“If you knew how warm, wet, and absolutely amazing your mouth felt around my dick, you’d know it’s almost impossible to keep the sounds to myself. God, you get it so wet.” His head lolls against the couch as he digs his fingers in my hair.

Lifting my eyes up to his, I pull his cock out of my mouth, my hand around the base. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, he likes to be in control. “Show me, Caleb. Show me what you want.”

His eyes darken and those fingers in my hair grip harder as he pushes me down on his length. The excitement of proving to him what I can do helps me take him deep. Saliva helps to lubricate his way as he pushes his hips up and my head down.

“Yeah, Ruby, just like that.” He pushes my hair back from my face, moving his hand down to my jaw, tilting me the way he wants me to go.

Turning my head to the side, I make a huge production of taking him, as my eyes flutter up to his. I feel like a fucking porn star as I put on a show for him.

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