Page 43 of Pants On Fire


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Warmth envelopes me. It’s almost too hot, yet I find myself burrowing in even deeper, reaching for the heat and drawing in closer. A sleepy moan fills the silence, and I know it didn’t come from me. I crack open my eyes and find Rueben in front of me, his arms wrapped around my back.

Adjusting my head to rest more comfortably on his forearm, I try to drift back to sleep, but that’s not happening. My mind keeps replaying last night—and this morning. Three incredible times, and even then, I’m not sure I’ve had my fill yet. My body craves his, yearns for more. After the second time, we drifted off to sleep for a bit, but woke up in the early hours of Sunday for round three. Rueben was out of condoms, but after a quick glance in my purse, I found one lonely piece of protection that’s been in there longer than I wanted to think about. But it was still good, so we made a point of utilizing it.

“What time is it?” he asks without opening his eyes.

I lift my head and glance over his shoulder at the alarm clock. “Six thirty. We have to be to brunch at ten.”

“So we have plenty of time,” he whispers, the faintest smile crossing his lips.

I move in closer and run my lips over his collarbone. “Time for what?” I ask, coyly. I’m pretty sure I know what he’s talking about, and I’m fully engaged in this plan. He rolls over, pinning me between his body and the bed. My legs are free, so I go ahead and wrap them around his hips, aligning us up once more.

Rueben pulls back though, keeping his hard cock away from where I need him most. “Sorry, sweetheart, but we don’t have any more protection,” he answers when he sees the question in my eyes. Realization settles in. It’s a startling and saddening feeling. I’ve never in my life been this sex-crazed, yet here I am, with Rueben, and begging for him to make me come a fourth time in under nine hours.

“But…” he says, kissing my neck and slowly working his way down my body. He stops to show attention to my nipples, his tongue licking and mouth sucking until they’re hard and my core aches with desire. Pretty low blow, considering we’re out of condoms. “But…there areotherthings,” he adds as he continues his trek southbound. “Things that involve my mouth…and this.” Rueben runs his tongue along my clit, making me shiver.

He presses my legs apart, positioning his broad shoulders between them. He starts slowly, licking and teasing my clit until I’m completely wet and practically panting with anticipation. Then, he slips two fingers deep inside me, stretching me and filling me. A moan of pleasure tears from my lips as my hips rock. He lowers his mouth back to my clit and sucks it hard. Stars burst behind my eyelids as the orgasm starts to build.

Rueben pumps his fingers in and out in a deliciously slow rhythm, his tongue continuing to lap at my swollen flesh. He rotates his hand, his fingers curl slightly upward as he slides them in once more. There’s a slight stretch and burn, but that sensation is overwhelmed by the euphoria of him hitting that magical spot deep inside me. My legs start to quiver as I rock faster and faster, chasing that promised orgasm he dangles within reach.

He sucks my clit hard and massages my g-spot, sending me rocketing into outer space like a space shuttle. His name fills the silence as I ride the waves of my release, my body gripping his fingers like a vise. “That was definitely worth not having a condom,” he says, carefully removing his fingers from my pussy.

“I happen to agree,” I tell him, my body boneless and sated.

Rueben stays where he is, and after a few long seconds, I glance down. He’s smiling, his chin resting on his hands as he watches me.

“What?” I ask, starting to get a little self-conscious at his open stare.

He shakes his head. “I just like seeing you, like this. Like anyway, actually. Here, in my bed, naked. That’s probably my favorite way to see you, but also in general too. Does that make sense?” he asks.

I nod, because it absolutely does. Having him beside me, whether minimal contact or his entire body pressed against me, I’ve definitely liking it. A lot. “I feel the same,” I confess.

He gives me a full-watt smile that melts my heart just a little more. This man is something. He’s sweet and caring. Attentive and fierce. And the things he does with his body? Damn, he knows what he’s doing in that department too. Rueben Rigsby is nothing like I expected, and everything I want.

But I can’t keep him.

That depressing thought is like an ice cold bucket of water. I hate to think about our time ending, but it’s a reality I must face.

But not today.

Today, we’re spending the day together and going to see his grandparents. I can think about heading home later. Friday. That’s five more nights with him, in a shared bed, in a shared space. Everything else that comes after those nights is just going to have to wait, because I’m not strong enough to deal with it now.

Pushing all thoughts of heading back to California out of my mind, a smile crosses my own lips. “What’s so funny?” he asks.

“Nothing,” I state, innocently. Sitting up, I push on his shoulders, causing him to roll to his back. I grab a pillow and shove it under his head, my eyes falling on my next task at hand. And holy hell, is thattaskquite large. Thick and long with the very slightest curve to the right. Much bigger than any other one I’ve had before, and my mouth waters in anticipation.

Rueben seems to realize what’s about to happen. “You don’t have to do that, you know,” he says, always the gentleman.

“I do know that,” I tell him as I reach down and grab his cock in my hand, sliding it slowly up and down the warm, hard flesh. “But this is something I’ve wanted to do for a while now.”

He smirks and rests his hands behind his head. “A while now, huh?”

“Yeah, you know like twenty-four hours or so? Ever since I walked out of that bathroom yesterday morning and saw you standing there naked. Even though your back was to me, I was picturing you. This. I was imaging myself dropping to my knees in front of you and taking you all the way down my throat.”

I didn’t realize it was possible, but his cock actually hardens even more. His eyes burn hot and his breathing becomes a little harsher. “Fuck,” he moans, closing his eyes and reveling in the sensation of my hand sliding up and down his length.

“Yep. With my mouth,” I confirm, dipping down and licking the wetness from the tip of his cock. Adjusting myself above him, I lower my mouth over his cock, swirling my tongue around the head.

With my left hand holding him firmly, I start to move, taking him a little deeper into my mouth. He reaches down and grabbing my hair, holding it back and out of the way, as he watches me. I actually feel sexy and quite liberating, knowing he’s watching me suck him, that I’m giving him so much pleasure.

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