“Why don’t you let me get a good look at what I’m working with.” She sank to her knees, sliding one palm across his length, the barrier of his pants practically nonexistent at the heat of her touch. “Oh, I’m going to need to look at this up close.”
He went for his zipper, but she slapped his hand away. The defiance made his balls tighten. “Careful there, I can only be pushed so far.”
“Don’t worry,” she said, her voice breathy as she inched his zipper down. “I know how much you value control.” She slipped her hand into the waistband of his boxer briefs, taking them down millimeter by achingly slow millimeter until his cock sprang free. “I’ll only push you to your limit, and then I’ll nudge you the rest of the way into blissful oblivion.”
Of course she would. Ruby wouldn’t ever be satisfied with some, she wanted it all, and he wanted to give it to her.
“You’re trouble.”
She winked up at him. “The absolute best kind.”
He believed it already, but then she proved it.
She gripped his shaft with both hands, her fingers firm enough to let him imagine just how tight she’d be when he finally buried himself in her, and her pink tongue darted out and circled his head. Keeping her big gray eyes focused on him, she did it again, this time lapping up the salty pre-come waiting for her. Pleasure shivered up his spine, and the world stopped spinning. When her tongue retreated and the tiniest bit of blood circulated back to his brain, all he could do was stare down as she did it again.
This wasn’t just a blow job, not for either of them. They might spend the rest of their lives pretending for the rest of the world, but right now, this moment? This was for them, it was their truth.
Unable to keep his hands to himself, he wound his fingers into her wet strands of hair, so cool to his overheated touch. He didn’t tug her forward or surge into her sweet mouth. Not yet. This wasn’t a meaningless hookup or an adrenaline-fueled release. He would take, oh God would he, but not until he was sure the woman naked and on her knees before him was ready. Then he was going to show her what happened when someone tried to nudge him into blissful oblivion.
“So beautiful.”
She did an undulating move with her tongue and, unable to help it, he tightened his grip on her hair. The approving hum she made around his cock made his knees buckle. He did it again, so did she.
“You like that, do you?” He fisted her hair, pulling down so she was forced to look up at him.
She nodded as she moved her mouth up and down his hard length, the motion and her answer adding to the heady anticipation live in the air.
“What else do you like? This?” Taking his time, he slid his cock into her mouth before pulling back and then repeating the process going deeper and deeper until he bumped up against her throat.
Desire darkened her gray eyes.
“Yes, you do.” He released her hair, moving his palm so it cupped the side of her head. “Maybe if you’re good, you’ll get some more later.” He pulled out of her, defying the delicious suction that sent jolts of ecstasy through him. “Right now I have other plans for you.”
…
Lust, hot and sure, slid through Ruby, melting away everything except for Lucas and the dangerous promise in his words. The taste of him still on her lips, she took one last long lap from the base to the head before rocking back onto her heels and staring up at him. She had a damn good idea about what he had in mind, but nothing took the place of hearing the dirty words from his talented lips.
“What plans are those?” It was supposed to come out teasing but ended up breathless and needy, just like her.
He dragged the callused pad of his thumb across her bottom lip. “Total honesty. You want it, you ask for it.”
“And you’ll give it to me?” Desire pooled in her stomach and spread outward with its molten fingers touching her everywhere at once. “Whatever I want tonight.”
One side of his mouth curled up in a cocky grin. “Exactly.”
It was too much to accept. That’s not how things worked with her, definitely not on Fare Island where most people only wanted something from her, not for her.
“Does it work the other way, too?” She stood, taking her time and sliding her hands over his thick thighs, past the indent above his hips that she couldn’t wait to lick and over to his hard pecs. “Are you going to ask for what you want?”
She’d never wanted to hear a yes so badly in her whole life. And like an ass, he didn’t answer right away. Instead, his gaze dropped from her eyes to her mouth to all points south before taking the lazy route back up. Everything about it was deliberately, maddeningly, deliciously slow, and it made her core clench with denied want. Finally, he reached out and touched her, a light caress of his fingers across her hard nipple, just enough to draw out a tortured moan.
His responding grin was all sex appeal and naughty promise. “It wouldn’t be any fun if we couldn’t both be honest.”
“So…” She let the word hang in the electrified air between them as she stalked around him, trailing her fingers over his broad shoulders until she stood behind him. His beautiful ass called out to her hands, but he’d be expecting that. She raised herself up onto her tiptoes and nipped at his earlobe. “What do you want?”
His muscles quivered under her touch, the first sign that his control was close to breaking. “Everything.” He took his wallet out of his pants and removed a condom before dropping it on the counter. “But you can start with taking my pants the rest of the way off and then turning that shower back on.”
The urge to whip his pants down and drag him into the shower nearly overwhelmed her, but she couldn’t give in. If he wanted to torture her with a sensual tease, she was going to return the favor. She floated her hands down his sinewy back, enjoying the play of his muscles, tense with the effort of staying still under her touch. Her fingers slid along the taut lines of his lean hips, the sound of his muttered curses followed by a harsh groan sending a rush through her. Right on the edge of too soon and too late, she reaching his waistband. Keeping her greedy fingers away from his velvety, hard cock was hell, but she couldn’t, not yet. She lowered herself along with his clothes as she tugged them down his strong legs, giving in and letting her tongue trace a line across his high, firm ass, before standing back up and sauntering into the large shower. The wrist linked to his held halfway out of the shower.