Page 11 of Veil of Web and Ruin
‘Wow, romance really isn’t your thing, is it, Rosey?’ But he’s already obeying, lining his hips up with mine.
‘Did you come here for romance or to come inside me?’
His eyes glitter. ‘I think we both know the answer to that, don’t we?’
Ruben reaches forward, untying my shirt so he has access to my breasts, then pulls off his own shirt, causing my muscles to clench and a new wave of heat and wetness to flood me. His body is impressive – skinny, yes, yet still somehow filled with hard, corded muscle. There’s not an inch of fat on him, but he has inches aplenty in other places.
I can’t resist reaching out a hand and wrapping it around his impressive cock. I lick my lips at the feel of him. There’s something about the quantity of pre-cum that drops from the tip that makes me desperate to taste it. Before he can move over me completely, I lean forward and run my tongue over the head of his cock.
His entire body shudders.
‘Gods, Rose,’ he murmurs, his eyes closed as his shoulders shift back, and for a minute I consider taking it all in my mouth. Letting him fill my throat. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve done so, but I don’t know how much time we’ve got now, and the urge to feel him stretching me is overwhelming, so I lean back, beckoning him to follow.
The moment his body comes flush with mine, I’m flooded by the unnatural heat of him. His warmth is likely part of the reason this feels quite so good.
He makes me forget about the hard wooden bed we’re lying on; all I can feel is him.
‘You okay?’ he asks softly, gazing into my eyes.
‘I will be,’ I admit. ‘Now, get inside me and stop teasing.’ A second later he’s stretching my opening, gently, slowly. I want neither right now. ‘You don’t have to be gentle with me,’ I tell him.
‘No?’
‘No. Not now. Just make me come. Hard.’ Make me forget what insanity I’m planning in just a few short hours.
Insanity I may not come back from.
He rocks his hips into me, still a shade too slow for my liking.
‘More,’ I gasp.
He obeys, and his lips scatter kisses across my breasts, but that’s not the part of my body that I focus on. Now my mind is entirely absorbed by the feel of him pushing deeper and deeper into me. It’s so much – maybe eventoomuch – but I don’t care.
Right now, feeling him filling me like this makes me forget everything else, and that’s what I need.
It doesn’t take us long before we find our rhythm, my hips rocking into his thrusts as the orgasm builds within me.
‘Rose, you have no idea how much I love doing this,’ he whispers, eyes locked on mine.
‘I’m sure you say that to all the girls,’ I manage, my words coming out staggered between broken breaths as I grin at him.
Yet his face remains completely serious. ‘Rose, there are no?—’
Oh hell. He’s not changing the rules, is he? No feelings, just fun. ‘I want to go on top,’ I interrupt, rolling him over.
I don’t want to hear what he’s going to say in case it ruins the very good thing we have going.
But also, every second that he’s here, there’s a chance of Kay walking in. And that will end in a birds-and-bees conversation that I do not want to give yet.
Instead, I plant my lips momentarily against his before sliding down his length.
There’s no denying that Ruben makes me seriously wet. But even so, with the size of him, it makes me gasp.
As I sit back onto him, I move my hand down to my clit. No reason I can’t get pleasure from every angle after all. But as my fingers begin to move over my swollen mound, he gently pushesthem aside. ‘Hey, that’s my job,’ he says. ‘Don’t take that away from me.’
‘And what about me?’ I reply, grinding up and down against his length.
His voice is gravelly and low. ‘Trust me, you are doing everything you need to.’
