Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 27796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27796 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 139(@200wpm)___ 111(@250wpm)___ 93(@300wpm)
Her breath is ragged, her hands trembling as she grips the cue, but she manages to aim and sink the solid. Barely. Her hands shake as she looks up, her eyes darting to the thinning crowd, as if she’s checking to see if anyone’s watching. She’s on the edge, teetering between control and surrender, and it’s driving me wild.
“You like this, don’t you?” I press my thumb gently against her back entrance, feeling her body tense and then relax into me. “You’re on the verge of cumming all over my hand.”
“Yes…” she moans, her voice barely a whisper.
“Anyone ever touched you here before?” I growl.
She shakes her head, her hair brushing against my face as I inhale her sweet, floral scent. “No,” she whispers.
“Good,” I murmur. “I’m glad I’ll be your first.” I tease her for a moment longer, then pull away, straightening up and leaving her gasping against the table.
“Oh my God,” she moans, dropping her head onto the green velvet surface in front of her.
“Later, baby. We’ve still got a game to finish.” I step away, signaling for another drink, while she huffs in frustration, standing up and glaring at me.
“How do you do that?” she demands, clearly flustered.
“Do what?” I ask innocently, though the smirk on my face says I know exactly what she’s talking about.
“Get me so close to exploding, and then just… stop?” She shifts nervously, her thighs rubbing together, her nipples hard beneath the fabric of her dress.
“Denial makes the reward that much sweeter,” I explain, my voice low and teasing. “If I keep you just on the edge all night, imagine how hard you’ll come when I finally take you when we get home.”
Her throat bobs as she swallows, her eyes blazing with desire. She’s hooked, and she knows it.
“And I like seeing that look on your face every time you think of me inside you,” I add, lifting a finger to her lips. It’s still wet with her juices, and to my surprise, she leans forward and sucks it into her mouth, her eyes fluttering closed as she licks herself clean.
Holy shit. This girl is something else. Innocent during the day, but in the dark, she’s a wild thing—sexy as hell and ready to let loose.
“Follow me,” I clasp her hand with mine. She follows me down the hallway until we reach the tiny single-room bathroom.
It's clear that Ruby enjoys being told what to do, whether it be in the bedroom or a public place like this bar we're currently in.
Her hair cascades down her back as I pull her dress off and unhook her bra, tossing it aside. I bring my lips to her neck, tasting and teasing as she squeals. My hand cups one of her breasts as I twist and tug at her nipple, causing her to squirm and moan.
I whisper for her to open her eyes and watch me touch her as I gaze at us in the bathroom mirror. Her eyes flutter open and lock onto our reflection, watching my hands on her body. "Do you like watching me touch you?" I ask with a low groan as my other hand slides down between her thighs.
“Yes…” she hisses.
I tease and finger her clit before plunging three fingers inside of her hard and fast. She rocks against my hand as I pump in and out of her relentlessly. But then an idea strikes me - I grab my phone from my pocket and aim it at the mirror.
She watches herself in the mirror as my fingers continue to pleasure her, and I capture it all on camera. "See how my fingers are pumping in and out of that sweet pussy?" I ask with a smirk. Ruby's eyes widen for a moment when she sees the camera, but then she gives into the sensations as she stands up and let's herself go, surrendering to the pleasure of my fingers inside of her.
I watch as my hand glides between the V of her thighs in the reflection. Her neck arches back in a graceful line, breasts thrusting high as she pants with every breath. I start taking photos, capturing the pleasure on her face. The dimly lit bathroom a soft backlight, highlighting the curves and shadows of her body: the swell of her breast, a hardened nipple, the angle of her jaw, a glimpse of her dark hair. She's a mix of a sex goddess and the girl next door, with freckles dusting across her nose and the sweetest full lips I’ve ever seen.
"Do you want me to take you here? You want me to fuck you in a bar bathroom?" I growl as our eyes lock in the mirror. I set my camera down next to us.
"Yes," she murmurs.
"Beg." I hold her gaze in the reflection, watching emotions flicker across her eyes. She narrows her green eyes on my blue ones as she processes my command.