Page 113 of Holding You
I groan.
“Who knew you could be such a goodgoodgirl for me?”
Her chest rises on a breath and she blows it out slowly, doing exactly as I asked.
I unbutton my shirt, strip it over my head, and then remove my pants, all while never taking my eyes off her.
This side of Ruby is for my eyes only, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to make sure she knows it.
Should I wait until after dinner for this? Probably. But if we wait, I have no doubt that the two of us will be rushing to get back to the room, ready to continue what we started last night.
I don’t want that.
I mean, I do.
But I meant what I said earlier.
I want to make sure she has fun.
Both in the room and out of it.
I want to take my time, the way I did last night, but it seems Ruby has other plans.
She grabs my face and kisses me, her body pressing into mine until I lie on my back. She climbs on top of me, straddling me and grinding her hips until it isn’t possible for me to get harder.
“I wanted this last night,” she says, leaning forward to kiss my chest. “So please don’t make me wait this time.”
“I won’t.” I flip her onto her back.
I press my cock into her core with force and then pull back to remove her panties.
Once they are gone, I take a finger and run it up her slick folds.
Then I stick those fingers into my mouth and suck.
“So. Fucking. Sweet.”
On her next inhale, I slide that same finger back inside of her and then get on my knees.
Pulsing my finger, I begin to lick at her wetness.
Her hips buck, and my cock twitches at how responsive she is to me.
I feel her start to tighten around me, and withdraw my fingers, replacing them with the tip of my cock.
She instantly sits up, her focus settling on where we meet.
“You want to watch?” I ask.
She nods.
“I don’t have a condom.”
“I can see that. I’m clean.”
“Me too.”
“Then what are you waiting for?”
