Page 33 of Shooting Star Love


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Shower. I needed to shower. My legs and arms felt heavy as I walked to the bathroom and turned on the water. As I stepped under the spray, flashbacks of the night before once again crowded into my mind. I closed my eyes and saw visions of Ruby’s breasts filling my palms, her hips rolling against mine, her tongue licking my neck, and her tight canal spasming around my girth as she came.

The memories caused me to grow instantly hard. I reached down, taking myself in my hand, and as I continued to withdraw memories of being with Ruby from my spank bank, I gripped my shaft and pumped four times before ejaculating onto the shower wall.

I rested my head on the cold tile as I recovered from the jarring release. I hadn’t jacked off that quickly since my twenties. The older I got, the less interested I’d been in masturbating. It had become more of a chore, like brushing my teeth or shaving. It had turned into an act of maintenance, not pleasure.

I’d assumed that my lack of interest or enjoyment must have something to do with my age and decline in testosterone. I had resigned myself to my sex drive waning from here on out. I’d been fine with that. It left me more time to focus on things that actually mattered.

But since I walked into the Pit Stop and saw Ruby’s ass in those jeans, my dormant libido had been reignited. I’d had more boners in the past week than I’d had in the past year. Well, that might be an exaggeration, but only a slight one. But I’d definitely had more sex than I’d had in the last year. I’d been able to rally after our first encounter and cross the finish line not once, but twice more.

I’d always thought hat tricks were things of myths; a double feature was the most I’d ever participated in. Round three was less than six hours ago, and yet it had taken only a few pumps to put me over the edge again in the shower. Ruby had awakened a slumbering beast in me. I just hoped like hell that it would go back into hibernation now that she was gone.

I tried to put Ruby and my feelings for her out of my mind as I got dressed and headed out to pick up Harper. On the drive over, I passed The Tipsy Cow and saw that Ruby’s car was no longer in the parking lot. She must have called Jimmy and had it towed first thing this morning. The empty parking lot served as a visual representation that she was truly gone.

Uneasiness settled in my stomach. I wondered how Ruby was feeling and what she was thinking this morning. Was she having second thoughts about what happened? Did she wish she’d never agreed to come home with me? Was that why she’d snuck out this morning?

Logically, I knew last night was a mistake, but it sure as hell didn’t feel like one. After the night I’d spent with Taylor, we’d both known it wasn’t right. But just as certain as I’d been that there was nothing more than friendship between Tay and me, I knew that there was something more with Ruby and me.

What we’d shared didn’t just feel like a one-night stand. There was intimacy, connection, trust, and another feeling I wasn’t sure I was ready to name. Maybe it was because we’d known each other for so long. Or maybe it was because she’d had a crush on me. But something inside of me said there was more to it than that.

As I pulled up in front of Sara Beth’s house, I pulled out my phone and pulled up Ruby’s number. I wanted to text her, but I stopped myself for two reasons. First, she hadn’t even been the one to give me her number; Remi had. And second, what was I going to say?

I had a great time last night.

I hope we keep in touch.

I miss you.

None of those things mattered. She was leaving, and there was no future for us or for her in Wishing Well. I just needed to forget last night ever happened and move on with my life. Summoning a sense of resolve I didn’t have readily available, I put my phone back in my pocket and got out of the truck.

When I went to the front door, I lifted my hand to knock, but it opened. Sara Beth stood in the doorway with her youngest on her hip.

“Hey,” I greeted her.

“Hi, come on in. The girls are just getting changed out of their swimsuits.”

I nodded and walked inside. The house was filled with noise. Laughter. Television. Music. To the left, the twins were playing video games with a couple of their friends. Sara Beth’s middle two girls were running down the stairs, giggling. Music was coming from upstairs, where I assumed all the girls at the sleepover were.

This was what I’d always imagined my life would be like when I was growing up. It’s what I’d always wanted. A house full of kids. A big family. I’d hated being an only child. I’d always wished I had siblings.

Before Ruby was born, Remi and I used to always tell Wyatt he was so lucky to have so many siblings. As the second of nine siblings, there was always someone for him to play with as well as fun activities going on at the Briggs’ farm. He hadn’t seen it that way. He wished he was an only child. He’d never wanted to get married or have children of his own. But now, he’d changed his tune. I’d just received the invitation to his wedding in the mail yesterday. He was not only getting married; he had a ready-made family. His soon-to-be wife was the guardian of her sister’s three children after her sister died in a tragic car accident.

Remi and I were the two of the three amigos who wanted to get married and settle down. Neither of us had managed to make it down the aisle, though. It was funny how life worked out.

If I did want to make my dreams come true, the clock was ticking. I wasn’t getting any younger, and the only person I’d been remotely interested in was a woman who I shouldn’t even have been attracted to in the first place and who had no plans of settling down in her hometown.

“Harper, your dad’s here,” Sara Beth called up the stairs. When she turned back around, she was smiling from ear to ear. “I heard you donned your rescue cape again last night.”

“What?”

Sara Beth smiled. “Ruby’s car wouldn’t start so you gave her a ride.”

I swear, sometimes I felt like I was living in The Truman Show or something. Were there hidden cameras that the entire town monitored?

“Where did you hear that?”

“Destiny dropped some donuts off for the girls this mornin’ and was here when Jimmy got a call to tow Ruby’s car from the Cow. She mentioned that she saw you givin’ her a ride home last night.”

“Right.” I wouldn’t be surprised if it had made the front page of the Wishing Well Gazette.

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