Page 97 of Save Me

Keep going. The echo of her words sounds in my head.

I keep going. I hook my finger into her knickers and pull them down. She’s in front of me nearly naked, and I can’t think straight anymore. I don’t hesitate another second, just start to draw a teasing trail along her groin and down. As I press my mouth to her middle, Ruby swears loudly. She buries her hands in my hair again, and for a moment, I don’t know whether she wants to push me away or pull me closer. I move my mouth, press a kiss onto her heat. As I let my tongue flicker out, she squirms, and I press a handonto her belly to hold her firm. I enjoy the way she scratches her fingers over my scalp and shows me where she wants me and how hard. As her breath comes faster and her legs stiffen, I slip a finger into her wet heat. I suck on her and move my finger slowly and regularly. It doesn’t take long for Ruby to cry out my name and rear up beneath me.

I keep on licking and kissing her until the waves rolling through her body gradually lessen. She’s right out of breath as I eventually let go of her and slide up the bed so that I can look at her. Her hair is tousled, and her cheeks are red. She’s staring at the ceiling, and it takes a few minutes for her breathing to get back to normal.

Then she wraps her arms around my neck and grins at me.

“You totally have to do that again,” she says.

I grin back at her, resolving in my mind that I’m going to spend an entire night sometime with my head between Ruby’s legs.

“Your cheeky mouth comes in very handy down there.”

I shake my head and look at her, then press a soft kiss on her lips. Ruby doesn’t allow the kiss to stay on the surface. No, she pulls me closer and slips her tongue into my mouth. I’m surprised by the stormy way she kisses me. Apparently, she likes the taste of herself on my lips. She wraps a leg around me and presses against me. A hot tingling shoots through my body, and I groan into her mouth and thrust up with my hips, which makes Ruby give an “oh” of surprise. The next moment, her hands are on my belt. Her movements are clumsy and driven by lust. I can’t believe how much I like to see her this way.

After she’s undone my fly, she wants to push my trousers down, but I stop her. “Hold on,” I say, pulling my wallet from my back pocket. I open it and pull out the condom. I lay it on the pillow, then take off my trousers and socks. I drop everything beside thebed, then I’m on top of Ruby again. I slide my hand behind her back and undo the catch on her bra. I help her to slip it off, and then there isn’t even a millimeter of fabric between us. Ruby groans quietly as I take her breast in one hand and start to stroke it.

I love the way she responds to my every movement. I’ve never been with a girl like her before. Her reactions make me so horny that I can hardly bear it. When she’s under my boxers, pulling them over my bottom, I nearly lose my mind.

“How do you want me?” I whisper, kissing my way up to her face again. I stroke her hair off her face and run my fingers over her jaw. I want to show her with every touch how much she means to me.

“Just like that,” Ruby breathes, tenderly stroking my back. I nod and reach for the plastic wrapper. My hands are shaking as I roll the condom onto me. Ruby rests on her elbows, watching my every movement with curiosity glittering in her eyes. Without hesitation, I take her hand and wrap it around my shaft. It twitches in her hand, and Ruby looks at me with dark eyes. I cautiously move our hands up and down, pressing firmly. She swallows hard. I let go of her hand, and she starts to move it on her own, doubtfully at first but then with increasing confidence. I pant as she clasps exactly the right spot.

“Ruby…” I whisper.

The next moment, she lets go of me and lies down again.

Her dark hair is fanned over the white pillow, and her green eyes are sparkling like something in a dream as I cover her body with mine and take over the place between her legs. It happens almost by itself; I glide my tip inside her and hold my breath as Ruby sighs beneath me. She’s incredibly tight but wet enough that I dare to cautiously press forward. I touch her cheek, stroke her bottom lipwith my thumb, then press my mouth onto hers. I kiss her slowly and with feeling as I pull out of her a little, then cautiously thrust into her again. At that moment, Ruby shifts the angle of her hips—and the resistance eases. I sink my full length into her, and we both groan. A thought is trying to fight its way through the layers of emotion to the surface of my mind, but I can’t quite grasp it. There’s no more room in my head. It’s full of Ruby, the taste and the heat of her, surrounding me. I thrust again, and Ruby pants breathlessly. She wraps a leg around my hips, and I hold on to her thigh.

It feels so perfect that I wish we’d done this sooner instead of scattering boulders in our path. I dig my fingers into her thighs and hold her still while I try to find something approaching a steady rhythm. Ruby’s hands are all over me; she leans down and kisses my chest, presses into me with every stroke, as though she can’t get enough of me. I feel the same. She feels so good that it’s bloody hard not to lose control of my movements.

“You’re shaking,” she whispers, running her hand up my back. She holds on to my shoulders while I kiss the spot behind her ear and slowly thrust into her.

“Because I have to control myself.”

“Is this the James Beaufort who breaks waterbeds having sex?” she asks breathlessly.

I bite at her throat. “I already told you it wasn’t a waterbed.”

Ruby ignores my words and wraps her other leg around me too. She moves her hips so that I slip deeper inside her. I groan, and, almost by itself, my body follows her indirect instructions. I put a hand on the nape of Ruby’s neck and hold her so that her head doesn’t bang into the bed. Then I press into her, harder and faster than before. Ruby scratches my back and with every movement,makes sure that I gradually lose control. It doesn’t take long for the headboard to whack audibly into the wall, and I can no longer suppress the sounds coming from deep in my chest. Ruby’s breathing faster than ever, her nails digging into my skin. Her eyes are shut, but I just have to see what’s happening to her.

“Look at me,” I pant.

She does as I say, and our eyes meet. The connection between us is more intense than ever. I can’t look away, and Ruby seems to feel the same. We’re moving in unison, as if we were made to do this very thing. I thrust into her, again and again, until I find a place inside her that makes her groan loudly. Her muscles contract around me and suddenly it’s too much. The bed isn’t creaking loudly enough to drown out our noises as we climax together. My world explodes, and all that’s left is a universe of colored stars and lights, where there’s no room for anything but Ruby.

30

Ruby

“You should have said before.” James runs a finger down my spine, and I shudder.

“Why?”

I’m lying with my head on his chest, absent-mindedly stroking his firm stomach. Our legs are interlinked, and we’re still naked, although James has pulled the duvet over us now.

“Because I’d have been gentler,” he murmurs, pressing his lips against my hairline.

“I think it would have scared you, and you’d have run away.”

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