Page 46 of Deception and New Direction

I had grown used toRuthie’salternate swearing over the last few weeks, so oddlyIknew exactly what she meant to say.

“Satchel ofRichardsis code forbag of dicks,”Itold him, to which he chuckled and shook his head.

The cops allowed her to grab some personal items, especially since it appeared nothing of value had been taken.Sincenothing was taken,ArcherandIwere leaning toward this being a targeted attack.

Archer pointed out that usually if it was just a crime of opportunity, people always take something.Itmay not be something of high value like jewelry or aTV, but anything they could sell and stand to make money from would be taken.

With nothing else for us to do, we got back into the car and headed back to my place.

I offered to go out to dinner, but she insisted on cooking.I’dfound over the last few weeks of her living here thatRuthieused cooking to escape from things that stressed her, soIgave her that tonight.Itwould help take her mind off the break-in, even if only temporarily.

When we got home, she went into the kitchen, andItookDashout.Whilehe did his business,Imade a few calls toArcherandAxelbefore coming back into the house.

As soon asIwalked into the kitchen,Icould tell she was still upset.Shewas prepping dinner but seemed to be in some sort of fog while doing so.

I walked up behind her, slid the hair off her shoulders, and started kissing her neck softly.ThenIlet my hands start to roam.

She giggled and slapped my hands away. “I’mtrying to make dinner,Jack.”

“I’d rather eat you,”Itold her as my hand slid south.Shehad on a flowy skirt with an elastic waistband—perfect for me to slide my hand under and stroke over the soft fabric of her underwear.Imassaged her left breast with my other hand as my mouth still worked over her neck and behind her ear and jawline.

“You’re so fucking tempting,Ruthie.Isee you and can’t not touch you…”Mywords were somewhere between a purr and a growl as my mouth and hands continued to explore her body. “Fuck, woman, we’ve been home for sixty seconds, and you’ve got me harder than a rock.”

“Jack,” she mewled as my fingers pulled her underwear to the side and worked into her wet core.

There was more than one way to ease her stress away, andIplanned to do my part.

I grabbed all the fabric of her skirt and pulled down until it was all bunched around her feet.Then, to not jostle her too much,Iturned her around and lifted her up onto the kitchen counter before sliding inside her.

After giving us both the release we needed,Italked her into ordering pizzas since the food she had been prepping was now on the floor, though most of it had been scooped up byDash.Wechose to eat the pizzas in bed before settling in for the night.

“Who knew you were a sex fiend and couldn’t keep your hands off me,”Itold her.

She turned to me with her attitude in full force. “Icould absolutely resist you ifIwanted, butIchoose to let you win because it benefits me andI’mselfish like that.”

I laughed and decided to let her have that.

“One of these days,I’mgonna get you in a bed and take my time making love to you,”Itold her.

I noticed the slight twitch of her eye at my comment about making love, but she powered through as onlyRuthiecould.

“Promises, promises,” she quipped. “ButI’mtired, so you’ll have to work on that plan for another night.”

She rolled over and pretended to fall sleep.Irolled over, pulled her body into mine, and fell asleep, content.

I’d never felt better.

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JACK

I’d never felt worse.Infact,Iwas pretty sureIwas dying.Everypart of my body ached, from my head to my feet.

“Come on, sleepy pants,”Ruthiesaid loudly from the bedroom doorway. “Let’sgo, or we’re going to be late for work.”

Why was she shouting at me?

“I’m not shouting,” she yelled back.

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