Page 6 of Ruby

It’s been a hot minute since I’ve laid down with a man, but it’s been years since one did this to me. I guess he’s right; maybe I have been sleeping with the wrong men.

I reach one hand into his hair, and I’m delighted when he groans.

His body is insane. Rippled muscles, a six-pack that shouldn’t be legal, big arms and chest, plus that gorgeous face. He really is a fine specimen of a man.

And he’s twenty-seven.

Okay, that was a little hard to stomach, but I’m over it now. I’m not that much older than him, and even so, why can’t I pick up a younger guy? Men pick up younger chicks all the time and nobody says diddly squat.

“Right there,” I moan, as he sucks my clit into his mouth. “Oh, holy shit⁠—”

“Such a sweet pussy,” he mumbles against my skin. “I could eat you out all night.”

Well, I’m not gonna stop him.

Licking.

Sucking.

Laving.

I squirm when he inserts a finger, then another, and it’s not long before I really am screaming his name. Just like he promised.

“Goddamn.” I can barely form words. “I forgot to put the timer on; you said three minutes.”

“Two minutes and thirty-six seconds,” he mutters. “And I would’ve gotten to it sooner, but you yanked my jeans down the second that door closed. My dirty girl wants it bad, don’t you?”

He’s right.

I do.

And I don’t regret any of it.

I don’t want to waste a single second. When I hopped on the back of his Harley—surprised he rides—it was practically foreplay. Wrapping myself around his strong body as we rode made me tingle all over.

“Yes,” I pant. “Harder, that’s it. Oh God—I’m coming again…” I tip my head back, and he rides me through another delicious orgasm.

Working his way up my body, he presses kisses everywhere, stopping at my breasts. Cupping them, he takes one nipple in his mouth and sucks hard. I’m so fucking wet for him.

Having him naked on top of me is making me lose control. I want him more than I’ve wanted anyone.

“You’re teasin’ me.” I can barely breathe.

“Yep, I want you soakin’, baby.”

“I already am.”

“I don’t know.” He presses his hand against my mound. “I think we could go for another?”

He moves between my legs, and my knees fall shamelessly to the mattress. With his hand at his base, he slides his giant dick through my pussy, and my eyes flutter closed. Oh, he knows what he’s doing, and he definitely didn’t compromise on anything he promised. He’s right; I did take charge the second we were alone, but that’s hardly my fault. This man is a walking wet dream, and I’m not gonna bypass the opportunity to have my fill of him.

“You’re so bad,” I whisper, enjoying the way he slides his cock through me, nudging my clit as I grip the sheets beneath me. “I guess you are skilled after all.”

“See.” His breath tickles my neck. “I tried to tell you my tongue could do the talkin’, little lady, but you doubted me.”

“I need you inside me,” I all but beg.

“Not until you say please.”