Page 95 of Broken Road


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I stroked her folds lightly, bringing her through to the end, watching the pleasure suffuse her face, noting with satisfaction the tension draining from her body.

It didn’t last.

Awareness flooded and she met my eyes, tears in hers.

I yanked my hand out of her pants and covered her with my body. Bracing my elbows on either side of her head, I stared down into her eyes.

“No, Ruby, don’t,” I said firmly. “Stay in the present.”

She nodded and swallowed.

“That’s it, baby. Just enjoy.”

Her hands rounded my back and gently stroked up and down. I buried my face in her neck.

“What about you?” She murmured.

I kissed her neck, feeling her shiver at the contact with my beard. I raised my head and read the trepidation in her eyes.

“My pleasure is your pleasure, Ruby-mine.”

Disappointment flashed across her face, and I quickly tucked my face back into her neck to hide my smile.

She smacked my back. “I know what you’re doing, Vander.”

“What am I doing, koukla?” I couldn’t entirely keep the laughter from my voice. The fact that my cock was strangling in my jeans helped.

“You’re trying to make me desperate for you,” she snapped.

“Is it working?”

She snorted out a laugh, pushed at my shoulders then changed her mind and pulled me into a hug. “Yeah, baby. It’s working,” she admitted.

Jumping to my feet, I pulled her up.

Gently, I cupped her jaw. “I’m trying so hard to go slow. Do you think you could pick up your pace just a tiny bit?”

She dropped her gaze and pressed her forefinger into the divot of her top lip for a moment. “I can do that.”

My lungs expanded with relief, and I pulled her into a tight hug. I kissed the crown of her curly head. “C’mon. I’ll take you home.”

I went to my lonely bed dreaming of the time when she’d be slipping in beside me, and when I woke the next morning, it was with that same thought.

Later that day, I watched from my office window as Ruby walked briskly across the parking lot towards my office. She had her second consult meeting today. I needed to tell her it was my company. Sunday, after dinner.

I took off my glasses and scrubbed a hand roughly over my face. In hindsight, perhaps this was not my brightest idea.

An hour later, caught up in phone calls, I missed seeing Ruby leave. Dylan popped in and briefed me on their meeting. It was a good opportunity to gather the rest of the senior staff for our daily touch base. I paged my assistant to come in, as well as my other two senior consultants, one of which was Despina, ‘Miss Soft Voice’. I cringed, hoping that wasn’t going to be a problem for Ruby.

It was a quick, ten-minute meeting. By this time, they were a well-oiled machine and I trusted them to do their jobs and do them well. Despina hung back to go over an idea she had while everyone else gathered their things.

We were laughing together at a rare joke cracked by my profoundly serious assistant, as Dylan opened the door, and they began to file out. Despina leaned against my desk, and I stood relaxed across from her, my jacket open, hands tucked into my pants pockets.

Someone else said something and my assistant laughed. I watched, satisfied by the work environment I created, as my consultants bantered back and forth.

I looked further down the hall to see a small figure seated on the edge of the chaise lounge, and immediately locked onto a pair of large, brown, shocked eyes. Her shock quickly morphed into anger even as I watched.

I heard Dylan’s, “Uh oh,” at the same time as Despina quietly exclaimed, “Oh, no!”

I excused myself and barreled past my staff down the hall towards Ruby. She stood up right before I reached her and opened her mouth to speak, her eyes snapping.

I took her firmly by the elbow.

“Hold on, Ruby. This way, please.”

I took advantage of her shock and fury and ushered her quickly into the closest conference room. I’d have preferred the relative privacy of my office to have this conversation but didn’t relish dragging her through my staff to get there.

As soon as I closed the door and turned to her, she unleashed, her face red, hands fisted at her sides.

“What the fuck is going on here?”

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