"Beg, Ruby. I won't fuck you with my cock until you beg for it," I whisper dangerously. Her eyes flick up to meet mine again.
"Mmm..." She runs one hand down her body and kneads at her breast. "I won't beg," she murmurs, maintaining eye contact as she twists her nipple and writhes against me.
"Not giving you my cock until you beg, precious." My lips curl into a cocky grin.
"I can play dirty too," she smirks before trailing her hand down her body and landing it on my hand moving in and out of her. She wraps her hand around my wrist and pulls my fingers out of her hot body, trailing them up her stomach and over her breasts, leaving a glistening trail of her juices behind, before pulling my fingertips up her neck and thrusting them into her mouth. She swirls and sucks, teasing my fingers with her tongue just as I know she'll do with my cock. A groan escapes my throat as she licks them clean.
"Fuck," I murmur as I lift my phone and switch it to video mode, training the camera on her soft body in the reflection. I zoom in on her tits, the pebbled nipples shimmering with her juices as she kneads one breast. Her eyes flutter closed on a soft moan as she wraps her rosy lips around my fingers and sucks.
The girl is relentless, constantly pushing the boundaries in public. I wonder if she enjoys watching herself getting filmed while getting fucked. A groan escapes my throat at the thought of us later watching this video together.
"Fuck, Pope. I want all of you," she demands as she pulls my fingers out of her mouth. I toss my phone aside and lift her up, unzipping my jeans and releasing my throbbing cock. With a swift movement, I thrust into her, causing her back to arch with pleasure.
A soft moan escapes her lips as her back bows towards me. I pull out and then push back into her slowly, feeling every muscle of her tight pussy clench around me.
"Harder. Fuck me harder, Pope," she moans. My nostrils flare and my eyes light up as I give it my all. One hand holds onto her waist for stability while the other remains tangled in her soft hair, thrusting as hard and fast as I can manage. Reaching the end of her, I grind my hips against her perfect ass. I grip onto her hip and knead the flesh as we continue our passionate romp. In the reflection, I can see how fucking hot we look – her wild hair flying, full breasts bouncing, nipples hard and begging for my tongue.
"Watch," I growl as I increase my pace. Her eyes flick open and meet mine as we fuck. Pulling out my phone again, I snap a few more pictures of our bodies intertwined in pleasure. Her hair is a wild mess, her breasts swaying back and forth, her eyes filled with lust, and her soft bottom lip held between her teeth in ecstasy. She’s the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen.
“Oh my God, yes, Pope, harder, don’t stop,” she moans and whispers incoherently. Profanities continue to flow from her lips as I feel her pussy clench and pulse around my dick. My camera lands on the bar as I continue to pound relentlessly until my own release takes over. My balls smack against her ass and my head drops to her shoulder as I let go inside her.
“Shit,” I mutter, realizing once again that we forgot to use protection. Why am I so careless with this woman?
She moves her hips in circles and grinds against me, causing another surge of pleasure to course through me and into her. I move slowly in and out of her, allowing the last of my climax to fade before resting my head on her shoulder.
“I knew you’d beg for it,” I tease with a smirk, trying to catch my breath while our sweaty bodies press together. When shedoesn’t respond, I look up at her reflection in the mirror and see her glaring at me. It only makes me grin even more.
“You wish, Steele. You fucking wish.” She squeezes her inner walls one last time around my softening cock.
“Ugh, you don’t play fair, baby.” I place a gentle kiss on her shoulder and then trail them up to her neck. But when she doesn’t retort back quickly like she usually does, I search her eyes again in the mirror. They’ve softened and are watching me with something that takes my breath away. I can't read her thoughts.
Maybe she's worried about what I'll do with the pictures, or maybe that look in her eye has nothing to do with us at all.
I turn my head away, running a hand up her back before I quickly pull on my jeans. "I won't share the pictures," I state without making eye contact. Picking up her clothes from the floor, I hand them to her.
She nods as she takes the clothes, and we stand in tense silence as she gets dressed. The tension between us is suffocating, and I can feel it choking me. Finally, I can't take it anymore.
"Listen, Ruby, I-"
"I'm fine, Pope. Everything's fine. I’m just tired." She cuts me off. We move silently out of the bathroom. I nod at the waitress to put our drinks on my tab and then we leave, the thought of dinner long forgotten. We walk across the street to my truck and she slides in, slamming the door before I can say anything else.
Part of me feels like I broke through her tough exterior and saw glimpses of the real girl inside. But another part of me feels like she kicked me to the curb, with no chance of ever breaking down her walls again.
I slide behind the wheel, then gesture for her to slide across the cab so our thighs are touching. I grasp her knee and squeeze, keeping it there the entire drive to my cabin nestled at the baseof Copper Mountain. The silence hangs heavy between us, but it’s not uncomfortable.
“I can make us some dinner when we get to my place.”
“I just want to sleep, it’s been a long day,” comes her gentle reply. She rests her hand on my thigh and smiles up at me sweetly.
“Ruby–” I start, but then pause, measuring my net words. “I want you to stay with me. Forever. I want you to feel safe, and the only way I can do that is if you’re sleeping under my roof every night.
Her eyes gleam and twinkle up at me, her lips curling into a soft smile. “I would love that, Pope.” She clamps her teeth into her bottom lip. “Cuddling with you every night sounds like Heaven.”
“Good,” I squeeze her thigh, “because the idea of waking up to your sweet smile every morning makes me the happiest I’ve ever been.”
Epilogue
Ruby
