Yes, Master, page 13
First he licked and then sucked on her nipple, luxuriating in her gasps and moans. Her hands fisted in his hair, pulling him closer. He toyed with one and then bit down on the other, giving equal attention to both beautiful tits. He could easily spend hours suckling and nibbling her.
“Do you know that you drive me to the very brink of insanity?”
“Then put your cock inside my pussy, Drake. Right now. I see no reason to torture yourself further.”
Drake lifted his head and stared at Ruby’s widespread thighs. She sat, blinded by the white linen cloth, her sex dripping wet, breasts glistening from the heat of his mouth. He wondered if she realized how open she was to him in that moment. Covering her eyes had unlocked a door for Ruby, and she’d unknowingly dropped the last shreds of her shyness.
“Fuck, you look hot like this, baby.”
“That’s nice. But can you please put your cock inside me?” she politely asked as she reached between his legs. It took her several tries before she had his dick grasped in her small, soft hand. She squeezed hard, drawing a low, deep groan from him. “Before I’m forced to tie you down and do it myself.”
He chuckled. “I don’t think you’ll ever have to force me.” Then, before she could make any more demands, he grasped her hips and pulled her to the very edge of the bar. He dipped his head between her legs and lapped up her sweet flavor. She went pliant when his tongue and lips moved over her. “Your tangy little pussy tastes so good,” he murmured against her dewy center. “I want to lick you for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.”
He slowly flicked her delightful berry nipples with his thumb, and voraciously sucked each until she was groaning raggedly and arching into him. She clutched at the bar top for support.
Drake lifted his head. “I want your mouth on my cock. Will you lick me the way you did that cone?” Ruby smiled and her eager nod sent his libido into overdrive. “Ah hell, yes.”
He grasped her around the waist, pulled her off the bar, and set her back on her feet. She wobbled, but steadied herself quickly. “Bend forward at the waist,” he instructed. “I’ll guide you.”
She did as he asked. Once her mouth was a breath away from the bulbous head, Drake took hold of her hair and stopped her. “Far enough. Now, open wide so you can take all of me.” Again, her breathing quickened, but she silently obeyed his gentle demand.
Drake took his cock in his hand and brought the dripping tip to her waiting mouth. She tasted it with her tongue first, then took him all the way in, nearly bringing him to his knees with the wet suction of her lips.
“Jesus, baby,” he groaned.
She bobbed her head up and down, sucking and licking several times before she released him. After she placed a teasing kiss to the swollen tip, she stood back up and placed her hands behind her back. “Your cock tastes very good, Drake. Much better than the cone. Did I do well?”
“You know you did,” he replied, barely finding his voice. “And such a good little girl should get what she deserves, don’t you agree?”
Her lips curved seductively. “I am celebrating, don’t forget.”
Drake lifted her back to the counter. “Mm, yeah.” He lapped at her juicy pussy and sank his tongue between the sensitive folds. He tongue-fucked her and teased her clit. Suddenly another climax tore through her, drenching his fingers and tongue in her liquid heat. Ruby was practically lying on the hard surface by the time he was finished with her. Drake loved the sight of her there. He vowed he would see it again and again. This wouldn’t be a one-time thing. No way in hell.
“Hold that thought,” he said as he bent and grabbed his wallet out of the back pocket of his shorts. He took out a condom and quickly ripped the foil packet open. After he had it rolled down his dick, he nudged her thighs wide and stepped between them. “Now, Ruby,” Drake demanded. Without another word, he plunged into her with a quick kind of force that had them both gasping for air.
He stayed still inside of her for a moment, enjoying the satiny clutch of her. Her inner heat burned him up from the inside out. Slowly, he pumped at her tight sheath, his movements growing fast and furious as need swept through him, heating his blood and making him ache to somehow bind her to him.
She came back at him with her own brand of passion too, scoring his back with her fingernails, marking her territory. He reached a hand between their bodies and touched off the beginning of a third orgasm for her. She screamed and wrapped her long, curvy legs tightly around his waist, squeezing him and sending him over that same blissful cliff with her this time. Drake drove into her one last time and exploded, filling her with hot come, her body contracting and sucking him in farther, milking him dry. They came back down to earth, landing together in each other’s arms.
Several seconds passed before Drake pulled away. He stood there a moment, transfixed, staring at her sated body still shuddering from the orgasms he’d coaxed out of her. A pleasant smile lit her face; her hair a mess of red curls, and her eyes, those beautiful expressive blue pools, were still hidden by the makeshift blindfold. Drake thought she looked more beautiful than ever.
“I’ve never experienced anything like that before, Drake. Never.”
He pulled the cloth from her eyes and tossed it away. As she became accustomed to the light, Drake bent and picked her up. Cradling her close to his chest, her head resting against his shoulder, Drake thought she felt perfect there. It felt right to hold her like this.
“Where are you taking me?”
“To a nice hot bath,” he answered as he took to the stairs. “Where I plan on taking my time cleaning every inch of your hot body.”
She hummed her approval. “You wash mine and I’ll wash yours.”
For the first time that he could remember, Drake actually trembled.
5
As he stepped into the bathroom and flipped on the light, Drake noticed Ruby’s wild-eyed gaze land on his in the mirror. “What’s that look for?” he asked, curious what was going through her mind.
She closed her eyes tight and buried her face into his chest. Her body went rigid as he stood her on her feet. “Talk to me, baby,” he urged as he went to stand directly behind her and wrapped both arms around her middle to cup the undersides of the creamy swells of her breasts. He nudged her ass with his dick. “Are you regretting what we did?”
“No,” she rushed out, “not at all.”
“Good, because all I’ve been able to think about since I saw you spying on me last night was bending you over and pounding into you from behind.” He shrugged. “Crude, I know, but I want nothing but total honesty between us, Ruby.”
She licked her lips and Drake felt that light stroke clear to his balls. “You’ve been on my mind constantly. You’re all wrong for me, though. Yet, here I am,” she said.
“Wrong how?” he asked, not liking where the conversation was headed. “Because from where I’m standing it feels damn right.”
“We lead very different lives. I’m all about saving and planning for the future, while you live life on the edge.”
He cupped her chin in his palm and stroked her lower lip with the pad of his thumb, craving the small connection. “If that’s what you think, then you don’t know me very well, baby.”
“I’ve seen enough and heard a few stories to know that you’re an adrenaline junkie.” He started to protest, but she rode right over him in that snooty way of hers. “The wildest thing I’ve ever done is file for an extension on my taxes. Seriously, I lead a pretty sober life.”
He tsked at her erroneous information. “I do like to let loose sometimes, I won’t lie about that. But I’m not as reckless as you think. A little motor-cross racing from time to time, but that’s about it. The landscaping keeps my ass too busy for anything more than that, believe me.”
She squinted at him in the reflection, clearly not believing a word he was telling her. “What about three months ago when you came home with a cast on your arm?”
She’d seen that? A small thrill ran through him that she’d maybe been watching him as intently as he’d watched her. “That happened on the job,” he explained. “I fell when I was unloading mulch and landed the wrong way. Broke my wrist.” He tapped her nose and shook his head at her. “You shouldn’t be so quick to judge.”
“You’re right, I shouldn’t. But I’ve seen the proof for myself, Drake. You haven’t had a serious relationship since moving here. Why is that?”
He quirked a brow at her. “You can’t guess?”
She frowned. “No,” she said in a voice so soft Drake had to strain to hear.
“The only woman I was interested in having a relationship with kept shutting me down.”
“You’re talking about me,” she stated, her cheeks turning pink.
“Yeah, I’m talking about you. You wouldn’t give me the time of day, woman. Hell, I was beginning to think I had cooties or something.”
She shook her head, a slight smile curving her lips. “Not cooties.”
“Then why?”
She shrugged and looked down at the counter. “You scare me, I suppose.”
“Me?”
“Whenever you came anywhere close to me, I felt . . . out of control. I don’t like to be out of control.” She held out her arms and said, “I mean, look at me. I’ve never had sex on the first date, yet here we are.”
“Is that why you date guys like Bryan?” he asked, needing to understand her better. “To maintain control?”
She bit her lip and her gaze darted to his in the reflection. “Maybe,” she replied. “I don’t know.”
He loved her honesty. Ruby didn’t hold anything back, and that sort of attitude was refreshing as hell. “Then take control now.”
She cocked her head to the side. “What do you mean?”
“Allow me to be your servant, Mistress,” he murmured against her ear as he gave a woman the lead for the first time ever. “After you’re refreshed, I will see to your other needs.”
Ruby’s eyes grew drowsy with desire and her nipples pebbled. He let his hands drift upward to cup her more firmly, pressing against the aching peaks. She moaned and rested her head against his chest while he worked her upper body. Her responsiveness was a lick of fire down his spine. He wanted to be deep inside her. Feel her closing around his shaft in a way no other woman ever had. Ruby’s cunt was a tight fist and he craved it.
First things first, though.
He drew back, steadying her before he went to run her bath. After the temperature was just right, he added a little shampoo to create some bubbles. It wasn’t luxurious, but it was the best he could do for now. Once the water was at a decent level, Drake turned the tap off, then held out a hand. “Your bath, Mistress.”
Ruby’s eyes grew round. “You’re really going to let me take control? Seriously?”
As if he were a lowly servant, Drake bowed at the waist. “If it pleases you, yes.”
For a second she only stood there, as if unsure what to do with him. Finally she stepped forward and took his hand. Drake helped her into the warm water and waited for her to get comfortable before he knelt beside the tub. He picked up a washcloth from a shelf, got it good and wet, then dribbled the water over her breasts and ribs and stomach. Her full, round tits protruded out of the water, inviting him to kiss each hard nipple. He placed a soft peck to each rosy tip before drifting the cloth over her silky, wet skin. Ruby’s eyes closed and she laid her head back against the tub, as if treasuring the moment.
Drake took his time washing her. Each arm and hand got special attention. Her slender neck and then all the parts in between. As he reached her pussy, he dropped the cloth and used his hands to massage and tease. Her eyes shot wide as he dipped his middle finger between her soft, feminine folds.
“You don’t have permission to touch me there.”
Drake barely contained a grin at Ruby’s haughty tone. “Sorry, Mistress.”
“You should be punished for such boldness.”
The authoritative tone had a surprising effect on his cock. The bossier she sounded, the harder his cock got. “May I continue bathing you?” he asked respectfully.
“Yes, but hurry. The water is getting cold.”
Again Drake was a little shocked by how quick she caught on to the game. “Yes, Mistress.”
He picked the sponge back up and finished washing her smooth slick front, careful not to stray into forbidden territory again. Once he was finished, he stood and held out a hand. “If you stand, I’ll wash your back.”
Ruby placed her hand trustingly in his and let him tug her to her feet. When her ass was facing him, Drake was tempted to lean forward and sink his teeth into her sweet flesh. He held himself in check, barely, and picked up the washcloth again. With each inch of her he washed, his cock grew harder. As he reached her ass, Ruby softly ordered, “Use your fingers. Not the cloth.”
Drake grinned. “Thought you’d never ask.” He dropped the washcloth on the tile floor and clutched her hip in one hand, holding her firm. Drake smoothed his other hand over both ass cheeks, massaging and kneading. When he ran his fingers in little circles, letting them slip into the slick crevice between, Ruby moaned his name.
Drake growled as he encountered her tight, puckered anus. He released her hip and parted her. His eyes took in every inch of her pretty pink softness. Her body belonged to him. No other man had a right to her.
He slipped a wet finger inside her puckered opening, rimming it gently. Her hand shot out and slapped against the wall next to her for support, then she pushed her ass toward him, giving him permission to go further.
Drake obliged and slid his finger out, then stroked her labia, lightly teasing her sensitive skin. Her moans drew him like a moth to a flame. He used his thumb and index finger to pinch her pussy lips together and her moans turned to cries of need. “Do you want to feel my fingers inside this hot cunt, baby?”
“Yes. Oh God, yes!”
Drake released her folds and slid two fingers deep. Ruby cried out his name and bucked against his hand. He watched her flesh closing around his fingers and felt his dick drip with need. He slipped a third finger in. It was a snug fit, but she only widened her stance, giving him better access to her body. He pumped her hard, fast. Her husky groans turned sharp with desire. His other hand snaked around and fondled her distended clitoris. “Come for me. Do it now, Ruby.”
As if she’d merely been waiting for permission, Ruby flung her head back and burst wide open. Her pussy clenched and unclenched, making him ache to slide into her. Her shouts were music to his ears as she bathed his fingers in her dewy warmth.
As her body relaxed, her pussy softening, Drake pulled free and sucked her juices off each digit. Her taste fueled his already rampant need. He stood to his full height, then grasped her by the waist and lifted her out of the tub. After he towel dried her, he flung her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her gently on top of the black comforter, then came down beside her. Drake turned her to her side, facing away, and entered her in one smooth stroke from behind. Ruby’s inner muscles clamped tight around him and molded to his shape and size. Drake thought he’d go up in flames from the heat of her pussy.
“Fuck me faster, Drake,” Ruby whimpered as her need took over, blocking out everything else in that moment in time.
Drake pounded into her, driving his cock deeper. He reached around and cupped her breast and squeezed, as he slid in and out of her tight heat. “Do you feel how well we fit? Just feel, Ruby. For right now, nothing else exists except you and me.”
“You make me want to let myself go, Drake.”
“Good,” he replied. “I won’t let anything happen to you, baby.”
After that stark confession, the only sounds in the room were of Ruby and Drake touching and playing. Their bodies came together with new purpose.
They made love late into the night, and somewhere along the line, Drake’s heart got into the game. That wasn’t supposed to happen, and he wasn’t at all sure what to do about it.
6
Drake was having a very hard time keeping a straight face. He really didn’t want to offend her, especially considering she’d baked him food. God, it was good to see her. Ever since he’d dropped her off at her front door the previous morning, Drake had found one reason or another to call her and text her. He was beginning to think he was becoming a nuisance, coming on too strong, so he’d backed off.
Just as he was about to cave and go over to her house and ask her out on a second date, she showed up at his back door. He’d watched her work up the nerve too. Twice she’d started across their yards, only to turn back both times. Apparently the third time was the charm, and Drake wasn’t about to let her escape, not now that she’d finally come to him.
“Well, are you going to stand there all day holding those cookies hostage or what?” he asked around a grin. “Because I have to say, they look delicious and it’d be a shame to let them melt out here in the hot sun.”
Several seconds drifted by before Ruby glanced down at the melting chocolate treats. “Crap,” she grumbled. “Sorry. I, uh, baked these a little bit ago. For you,” she quietly added.
Drake took in the sight of Ruby in a pair of cutoffs and a black halter top, then whistled low. Oh, he appreciated the cookies she’d baked for him, but her pretty legs kept snagging his attention too. “Sweet Lord, you were blessed with a great pair of legs, woman,” he murmured. They were long and shapely, with muscle tone in all the right places. Not pencil thin. Those muscles had already come in real handy, and he hoped like hell they would again.
“Oh, uh, thanks.”
Before Ruby had arrived, Drake had been working up a bill for an office complex that he’d done some landscaping for. But how the hell was a man supposed to concentrate when a hot redhead came bearing gifts of food? “Look at me, standing here like a damn fool.” He stepped back and let her enter, but his gaze went straight to the sway of her cute ass. Ah, damn, he never should’ve looked.
