You Rock My World (The Blackwells of Crystal Lake 3)

She tossed her bikini top in the vicinity of her dress and hooked her fingers into the top of her bottoms. A heartbeat passed.

“Ruby.”

“No, Travis. I’m not even close to being sure.”

And then her bottoms joined the top.

Chapter 17

Travis thought he was going to lose his mind. Ruby stood in front him, naked, her skin awash in moonbeams and starlight. Every single exquisite inch of her was within his reach. All he had to do was touch her, and she’d be his. The fantasies that had crowded his brain for the last month would be silenced. So why was he hesitating? Why was he pulling back when he should be moving full steam ahead?

His dick was screaming at him. His mind was on overload. His senses were on fire. And yet…

“Ruby, maybe we should—”

“I told you to stop talking.”

He opened his mouth but didn’t get a chance to reply. On account of Ruby leaning over and sliding her lips across his. She straddled him, pushing his head back onto the seat as she planted her hands on either side of his shoulders. Her hair was all around him, her scent deep in his nostrils and her mouth claimed his with a hunger that left him breathless.

Travis wanted to do the right thing and slow down. That was what someone like Chance McDougal would do. But Travis wasn’t a good man. He wasn’t even close.

With a groan, he surrendered to the passion between them. To the heat and the fire that curled inside his gut. Her hot mouth was open, her tongue freely taking from him, and he kissed her back savagely. His hands gripped her hips to hold her in place, even as her hands sank into his hair so that he couldn’t move. The kiss was long and hard, their bodies strained against each other, and Travis never wanted to let her go. When she yanked back and looked down at him, he inhaled deeply, jaw clenched as he tried to get his emotions in check.

Never had he been this close to the edge in so short a time. They’d barely started, and he was ready to blow.

He couldn’t see her features, the shadows hid them from the moonlight, but her breasts hung in front of him, the dusky nipples taut, begging for his touch. Slowly, his hands worked their way upward, and she arched her back slightly, giving him the advantage he needed. He ran his finger over the tips, smiling when he heard her groan, and then followed with his lips and tongue.

“Trav,” she whispered when his mouth closed over her. He smiled against her skin, cupping her breasts, suckling, teasing, until her hips began to move harder against him. Each time he thrust his tongue against her nipple, she answered with a grind to his cock. And that was something he couldn’t do right now. Not yet anyway. He wanted this to last.

With a guttural sound, he yanked her off him and with one deft movement, sat her down on the seat and reversed positions. Except he wasn’t straddling her. Hell no. He was on his knees, eyes on a prize that had eluded him for years.

Ruby made a throaty sound, the kind that would drive any sane man crazy. She gazed down at him, tongue between her teeth, and slowly let her legs fall apart.

His hands rested on her knees, and Travis took a moment because Ruby was more beautiful than he remembered. Every. Damn. Inch. She was still gyrating slowly, and he slid his palms up the inside of each thigh, gently spreading her until she was entirely open to him.

To his greedy gaze.

To his wandering hands.

To his hungry mouth.

He bent forward, inhaled that scent that was all hers…and smiled wickedly when he parted her folds. She was slick and wet. Her clitoris was engorged, and he looked up at her as his fingers slid along her wetness. Her chest heaved, and she groaned softly when he caressed her clit gently, then, as her breathing quickened, harder. He rubbed with his thumb and sank two fingers deep inside, at an angle, curved just the way she liked it.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, “that feels so good.”

“Babe, I’m just getting started.” He replaced his thumb with his mouth. He used his teeth and his tongue. He sucked and licked and applied just the right amount of pressure to bring her to the edge. He got her there…and then pulled back, smiling to himself when she began to cuss.

There were many things he missed about Ruby. This was one of them. She was always vocal in their lovemaking. Never afraid to use the dirty words. To tell him exactly what she wanted.

“I cant take it,” she moaned.

He brought her to the brink once more and then eased back.

“I’m going to kick your ass, Travis,” she said roughly, her hands now in his hair as she pushed him deeper into her.

“I might like that.” he growled against her skin.

“I’m sure you would.” His tongue flicked against her, and she shuddered.