I leaned in to kiss her, but she leaned back even as she linked her arms around my neck, a sly smile on her face. “God, you have no idea how much I want to kiss you and then fuck your brains out. But we haven’t had a chance to talk all day. How are you? I saw you and Reece coming in with the horses.” She withdrew her arms but only so she could run her fingers through the hair at the sides of my head, her nails digging into my scalp. “Did you guys have a good talk?”
I swallowed hard and leaned my weight slightly into her. I’d never really experienced this. The feminine softness of someone touching me like this, wanting to hear about my day or know how I was. Maybe it was the wine addling my head, but suddenly this—Ruth—she was all I wanted.
All I’d ever wanted, if I was honest. I leaned my head to the side, so that my cheek was in her palm, my eyes closed. Fuck, but her hands were soft. She grew up doing work as hard as I did every day but her hands were still somehow soft. And they smelled good, like she used some sort of flowery lotion. It made my cock even stiffer, and positioned between her legs like I was, one probe of my hips had me nestling into her heated sex, only my jeans and the skirt of her dress separating me from conquest.
But for once in my life I was content right here, lingering in the before. Only with this woman who had put some sort of hex on me.
I turned my head even further and kissed her palm, then began trailing kisses up her arm. “Talk later?” I asked, my voice full in a way I couldn’t explain. I wasn’t sure I could manage talking right now. I was feeling too much. I needed to let the feelings out—to fuck them out. To satiate all of this—this whatever it was that was full in my chest.
She smiled and nodded and leaned down, her hands sliding back around my neck, her fingers burying in the slightly longish hair there. I needed a haircut. But then I closed my eyes. Or maybe not, because fuck, I loved the way that felt, her fingernails scraping against my scalp like that as she worked her fingers through my thick hair.
I never let women touch me. But Ruth’s touch in this moment, it was electrifying even as it felt dangerous.
And then our lips met. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck, her lips were soft. And her tongue flicked out as we kissed. She briefly suckled the middle of my upper lip, her tongue working the nerves inside.
I grunted and grabbed her body, jerking her to me tighter. The little vixen had discovered that spot somewhere along the line and knew that right there on my inner upper lip was somehow like a nerve attached straight to my dick.
All of a sudden, I was done with gentle and the strange emotion caught in my chest. My cock wanted inside her sweet little—
Apparently, she was thinking along the same lines, ’cause she flipped up her dress all the way and my mouth went dry. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. Fuck. Fuck, she hadn’t been wearing any underwear this whole time.
My eyes flew up to her, where she was grinning saucily back at me. “I hoped we’d find some time together tonight.”
My hands couldn’t drop to my belt fast enough. I didn’t bother with niceties. I unbuckled, unbuttoned, unzipped, pulled myself out and then shoved inside her waiting wetness.
We both groaned as I finally slid inside.
Again her arms came around me, clutching me to her, and again, I allowed it.
I hadn’t felt a woman’s arms around me since… since…
But no, I wouldn’t think about that. I breathed in the scent of Ruth, her lotion, her shampoo, her skin, trying to ground myself.
I was here, with Ruth, in this bathroom. My jaw flexed.
Here. Now. I was here. Not there.
Not there.
Still, my chest constricted until I peeled Ruth’s arms from around me and pinned them behind her back.
She arched her chest out toward me and spread her legs even wider. “Oh God, yes. Jeremiah, you feel so good.”
And just like that, one hand holding both of her wrists tightly, I was back. I opened my eyes and looked down on Ruth so gorgeously splayed out below me on the counter. Her cheeks were splotchy and red with her building pleasure, her lips ruby red.
I huffed out like a bull as I pulled out of her and then shoved roughly back in. Her eyes rolled back as my cock filled her full, so full because goddamn, she was a tight fit.
A knock came at the door behind us. Ruth’s alarmed eyes shot to me.