My fingers glided over her smoothly, taking their time to find the spots that made her breathe harder. I’d poured years into perfecting football, and I was more than willing to put in the same effort when it came to Ruby.
As she pressed onto her toes, grounding against my hand and really getting into it, my dick jerked, imagining her riding it the same way. We’d get to that. But first, I lowered to my knees.
Hooking one leg over my shoulder, I stroked my tongue along Ruby’s silky warmth. Her hips shook against my face when I returned to the spot we’d figured out last time, the one that had her needily whimpering.
“Wheels, I am not going to be able to stand if you keep doing that.”
Letting out a choked laugh, I rose to my feet and lifted Ruby without warning. She squealed in surprise.
“How heroic,” she teased as I carried her to the bed.
“Are you always this chatty during sex?”
She yelped once more when I dropped her on the mattress.
“You’re not very gentle, Wheels.”
I knelt between her legs. “Do you want me to be gentle?”
Her throat wobbled. “Nope.”
“Good. Because I have a feeling I’ll enjoy throwing you around.”
Gripping the backs of her thighs, I slid her to the edge of the bed and got straight back to work. With her lying down, I was able to push the limits, sucking on her clit until she was writhing, before slowing my pace and having her growl in frustration.
When her hips started moving faster, I met her need, adding a finger for her to ride. Having a front row seat to her like this gave me a high I’d never known. I could do this all night, make her feel good for a lifetime.
Ruby’s back bowed off the bed, her chest heaving in desperation.
“Ryker.”
“Let go, Rubz.”
She did, moaning loudly as her orgasm rocked through her.
Her fingers tightened in my hair, locking me exactly where I was – like I’d even think about moving.
I was struggling to hold on to my last bit of self-control. Feeling her spasm against my mouth was electric. A way bigger turn on than all the porn sites in the world combined.
“Fuck, baby. That was hot,” I said, pressing a kiss to her hip when she eventually fell still.
Her hooded eyes found mine as she pushed onto her elbows. “Can I touch you now?”
Desire hit me so hard my mouth watered. Even though I’d never seen this coming, it somehow still felt like I’d been waiting a lifetime for it to happen.
The instant I nodded, Ruby wrapped her hand around my pulsing dick, no hesitation in her this time. Tension wound through me, so sharp I had to bite down on my tongue to keep myself in check.
“Condom?” I croaked.
Ruby’s eyes widened. “Shit. I–” She grimaced. “Noah and I didn’t use them. We were together so long and...”
She trailed off. Thank God, because talking about Noah was a major buzzkill.
It was a good thing I’d pre-emptively packed some condoms... just in case. As I rose onto my forearm to reach for them, Ruby stilled me.
“I’m clean,” she said softly. “I got tested after Noah and I broke up because... well, you know why. And I’m on contraception. But I understand if you don’t want to.”
The vulnerability in her eyes squeezed my heart. Was the Pope Catholic? Is water wet? Is grass green? Do fish swim? Is winning better than losing? How many more of these rhetorical questions did I need to fire off? There’s no chance I was saying no to her.