Page 169 of What are the Risks
I was grateful Ruby had slept with the fan on. Despite the fresh temperature outside, I was working up a sweat. The blankets were already a discarded mess at the foot of the bed, and the sheets were barely hanging on.
“Fuck, I love fucking you,” I growled.
Ruby chuckled. “I love being fucked by you.”
And Ilovedhow possessive that sounded.
Knowing I was the only guy who got to experience this side of Ruby – ever again – was the greatest gift I’d ever received. I was so fucking lucky, and I didn’t take it lightly.
When Ruby reached around to grab one of my wrists and settle my hand over her clit, I followed her guide and rubbed the swollen centre. The way she clinched around me was the first telltale sign that she was close, and the way her breathing turned erratic was the second.
“Ryker–”
“I know, baby. Me too.”
We exploded in sync, the pants from Ruby getting drowned out by the groans from me. I held her close, sinking my teeth into her shoulder as I slowly pumped my hips through the intense climax.
When I came to a stop, Ruby let her leg fall softly onto the mattress. We’d bought this bed when we moved in, though we were probably due for an upgrade. It supposedly had a ten year warranty, but based on how often and how hard we fucked on it, I expect that lifespan had halved.
Ruby startled when her alarm went off, a terrible reminder that a world existed outside of this. With a sigh she reached forward, shutting it off.
“Call in sick,” I said.
“I can’t. I have a CABG first thing.”
“A what? Wait. Let me try and guess.” She knew my world, and I’d been doing my best to learn hers. “Coronary... artery... bypass... ga – gas – gat...”
“Graft,” she finished. “Dr. Jefferson’s assistant booked it in last minute.”
I shuddered. “Sounds gory.”
“It’s amazing,” Ruby breathed. “Dr. Jefferson will take a healthy vein or artery from somewhere else in the patient’s body and connect it to supply blood past the blocked coronary artery and–”
“And the mood is officially killed,” I grumbled.
Chuckling, Ruby rolled away from me, taking her warmth with her. She padded to the bathroom in the dark, emerging an instant later to throw a towel my way.
I only bothered cleaning myself up. The bedding was a lost cause. The only solution was to chuck it in the laundry and start again.
Heading back into the bathroom, I heard Ruby start the shower. I’d taken one after the game, but knowing she was naked in there had me rolling out of bed anyway.
She didn’t act the least bit surprised when I opened the glass door and stepped in behind her. Instead, she made room, as if she’d been waiting for me.
Living with Ruby had plenty of perks, and showering with her was definitely one of them. She did complain that I liked my water too cold though, so we’d been sure to add double shower heads to our master bathroom at the new place – along with a bench seat.
When we’d been reviewing the plans with the builder, he’d mentioned built-in benches were popular for women to shave their legs or whatever. But in my filthy mind, all I’d seen was an extra place to fuck Ruby. It had been a no-brainer after that.
“Will you still be home by two?” I checked.
“I should be.”
“Should be or will be? The builder said we need to check out the house.”
“I’ve got tomorrow off. Can we just go then?”
“Let’s get it done today. Then we can enjoy the whole day off together tomorrow.”
That was a rare occurrence, and it seemed to be the winning strike for Ruby.
